I made it through the weekend. That was surprising because I felt so overwhelmed. My audition was even alright. I about collapsed once I came out, but in the room I was okay.
I talked to Kathrin last night. That was fun because for the first time in a long time, there was no one else over, and she could just talk. A lot of times when I call, her boyfriends over, or they are going somewhere. It is very annoying. Of course her family doesn't help either.

I don't want to go to government today. We are having another quiz, even though we just had one on Friday.

It's really strange, I never have anything to blog about. You guys have about 3 pages for one blog, but when I write, everything that I want to say just flies out of my head. I can't remember what I actually wanted to write to save my life.

I really can't wait to graduate. I can't wait to move out of my house. I can't stand living with my dad. He gets on my nerves so much. Why is school so frustrating? I really hate it.

I have a Viola lesson on Friday, and then on Saturday I have to get up at the crack of dawn and drive to BG again and take some stupid theory placement test. THen I will finally get to audition and it will be done. Hopefully I will get home before about 7:00 that night.
I had an audition last Saturday at ONU. It went well and I got a letter from them saying that they were going to recommend me for the highest level of talent awards. The problem with that is that it will only be about 2000 dollars, maybe. Nothing near to what I will need to get to pay for going to school there. ON march 11, I will be in Nashville for an audition there. I plan to audition on viola and piano, because they have a scholarship for people who are able to accompany people. So hopefully that will work out.

I really don't have a whole lot to say. It's just been a while since I even looked at this. Talk to you all later.

I had a band concert, and I kind of had mixed feelings about it. First of all it was band, which almost always sucks, but it was also the last day before my break started. You see what I mean? Now I have 2 weeks break from Northern. I will only have to go to school until 11:30. It's very exciting.
Yesterday I was supposed to do a presentation in English, and we had to dress up for it. She planned for 10 of us to go, and I was the 9th one. I dressed up and when I got to class, they didn't have enough time for me and another kid to go. So I have to dress up today too. It really sucks.
I heart Fridays. I think Friday is my favorite day. I don't ever have to go to Northern, and it's the last day before the weekend so I can stay up and talk to Kathrin or David, in California. Sometimes I talk to David, Kat's boyfriend too, but not as often, because it tends to be very awkward.
When is everyone's spring break? We should plan something ahead of time so that when that day comes, we won't be calling people all the time saying what do we do, what do we do.

I need to know who left that anonymous comment. It's going to bug me a lot until I find out who you are. If you really are a fellow band geek, you must be at least somewhat a friend, and if you are my friend you won't let me suffer.
Nothing going on in my life right now. We had band practice at Northern last night, and it was so boring. What was sad was that it was supposed to be a 2 hour rehearsal, and ended up to be only an hour and 40 minutes. It was hard to sit through that long. We have a concert on Thursday and so we will have to have a full length rehearsal next time. It's going to suck.
Northern will be on break next week which will be nice. I only have orchestra today, and then band Thursday. The problem is with Mrs. Temple. I have to write a paper on Morgan le Fay. It hasn't been easy so far. I only got a paragraph done last night, and it's due tomorrow.

I dyed my hair last night. It is now dark, dark red, almost black. I like it, but it still should lighten up after I wash it a few times.
So today is Valentines day. Is it just me, or it this the most pointless holiday ever, except for Arbor day. Everyone makes fools of themselves by doing all this sappy stuff for their boyfriend/girlfriends. But I'm not bitter.

I was boing to say something but I can't remember what it was. That makes me very angry. Oh, well. I'll talk to you later.

I'm so excited. Today's Friday, and tomorrow I should get to spend some time with my friends!

Last week, on Sunday when it snowed, I had to cancel my viola lesson. We e-mailed Csaba later that week and told him that we weren't going to pay the money, and expected him to be all wenchy and say that he wouldn't teach me anymore, but we got an e-mail from him the other day saying that he still wanted to teach me, and to forget about the money. I was so surprised. Most musicians I know are really egotistical. He is too, but not as bad as most, especially from BG. I was very impressed.

I don't want to go to band today. I don't even know why. Maybe it's just because I have an aversion to band since I was in band with Hilleary. That could be it.
My life is pretty boring right now. Except for the fact that the world won't let me be happy, it is pretty uneventful.
I can't stand my dad. The other day he started yelling at the dog for no reason, and when I said something, he yelled at me instead. He tried to apoligize last night, but I've had it. He's done it one too many times for me to forgive him that easily. I'm sorry but it's obvious that he hates me if you listen to him talk to me. So I won't talk to him anymore. He can just suck it up.

I am so tired today. That's weird considering that I went to sleep at 9:30 last night. I normally go to bed at 11:00.
Yesterday, I went to ask my old piano teacher, the band director, and my old viola teacher if they would write me recommendations for Lipscomb. For some reason, they have to have 3 music references. Is it just me, or does that seem a little extreme? Home schoolers only have to have 2 to be accepted into the school, but music students have to have 3 to get money.
When I talked to Dr. Bates, the band director at Northern, he asked me if they would turn me down if he gave me a bad recommendation. For some unknown reason he wants me to stay there. I said no because this is for money, and he said that he wouldn't mess with my money. I would hope that he wouldn't do that anyway, but it's kindof hard to tell when he's joking.

I can't wait until Saturday. My grandma is paying me to help her clean out her cupbards. She is too short, and her shoulders hurt her too much to get into the high ones, and she has arthritis in her knees, so she can't get to the lower ones. Knowing her, she'll pay me too much though, and she doesn't have a whole lot of money.
I'm trying to raise money to go to a camp in Tennessee this summer. That's where Kathrin goes, and I've met some of her friends that go there over the computer, but the problem is that I have to fly down there, and then find a ride. Hopefully I'll be able to fly down to Alabama, then ride with her family to the camp. I have to pay for it, and the camp is $110, and then I have to pay for the cost of the flight. I already have over $200, but that's won't be enough for just the flight, let alone the camp too. I'm saving my Christmas money, and birthday money. That's where most of it has come from. I got $100 from my grandparents for Christmas alone, and another $50 for my birthday. That's because they don't like going out with me, or coming to our house, and they know that I don't really like it either, and they don't know me well enough to get me a real gift that means something.

I can't wait to get home today. I won't get home for good, until about 7:30. It' s a real pain sometimes to go to ONU, but I really do like it. I'll be excited when break comes though. It will be in only a couple of weeks. I think the last rehearsal that I have to go to is on the 16th. That's when I have a band concert, and after that, I'll be done.

I'm basically counting the days until graduation. When I told Frau that I couldn't wait to graduate, she told me that I was wishing my life away. It's only a few months.How is that wishing my life away?

Yesterday we cancelled church, so we all got to stay home. It was really nice. The problem was that I couldn't go to Bowling Green for my Viola lesson. We called that morning to tell him that we couldn't come, and he never answers his phone, so we couldn't talk to him. But he called back later and told mom that he wanted us to pay the $60 anyway. He said that it's the second time that this has happened, but the first time I was sick, and the second time was because of weather. Mom told him that she couldn't control the weather, and he said he needs money. First of all, he works at Bowling Green and must be payed a fortune to teach there, and secondly, he has other students. Why does he need my money when he doesn't do anything for it? Does that make any sense to any one else?

My parents are despicable. Last night after my concert, which was great by the way, we went home and I opened my gifts, and I got the normal stuff, you know the clothes, stuff for school, etc, and the last gift I opened, they felt they had to explain. They said before I opened it, that I had to keep this stuff away from Michael. So I opened it and it was candy cigarettes, shredded beef jerky, like chewing tobacco, spray paint, spray adhesive, bebes and Co2 cartridges. I was disappointed that they forgot lotto tickets though. It was funny because when they said that I had to keep it away from Michael, I said," What is it, spray adhesive?"

Last night at the concert, after it was over, I went back behind the stage to get my instrument, and Beau, the guy who spoke gibberish, and invited me to the party was behind me, so he could get his cello. When we got back there, he was out in the hall and I was in the room, and when I came out of the room, he stuck his hand out past the door frame like he wanted a high five. When I slapped his hand, He grabbed mine and held it for a few seconds. You know, I was doubtful before about his flirting with me, but now there is no doubt in my mind.

Last night mom, dad, and I went to a weight loss seminar where they hypnotised you. It was pretty cool. but the best part of it was when the guy was talking about how people were taught that they had to eat everything on their plates.He said something about "eating every carrot and pea on your plate." it's not so funny unless it's said outloud, but I started to laugh and he said what's so funny. I said nothing but he realized what he said, and said, "What a weird mind you have" and i thought You have no idea.

I'm not sure that anyof you really know my family history, but I have lost a lot of family to illness, or car accidents, especially drunk drivers. When my mom was in 6th grade, one of her brothers died. He had a form of Lou Gherigs disease that only is in our family. Luckily, we think that it is only in the men, and it skips a generation. But we found out last night that another uncle has it. He has been sick for a long time, and the doctors thought that if he would quite smoking and lose weight he would get better. He has done all of those things, and he has just been getting worse. They said that he only has about 3-7 years. He's only 50. The biggest problem, what everyone's worried about is if we should tell my grandma. She has lost a husband, father, 2 children, and a granddaughter. We really don't know what that might do to her. I would just like you guys to keep us in your thoughts. Thanks.