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Wednesday, 9:45 PM
Maybe I'll go to bed sensibly tonight. Maybe I won't be tired all day tomorrow! As if. I opted out of being near other people tonight becasue they were loud and I was tired, but I'll find a way to stay awake.

Some people had recitals today. Their pieces were all (well, maybe not all, but it seemed like it to me) either way too long or unaccompanied jazz. It was dull. My recital's tomorrow. I pray my lips don't bust. My thumb aches from holding my oboe all day. I should probably ask for a neck strap so I don't permanently injure myself, but I'm too proud.

We played mucic from Star Wars in full band ensemble. We rock, but this year we have a limited time for the concert, so we won't get to rock nearly enough.

I'm going to teach music history when I grow up (tehe - as if that's ever going to happen). I want to make jocks worship Beethoven.

And I'll be a rock star on the side. Like Voltaire.

Someone involved with a youth symphony in eyeing Leah. Their horn player just ditched them. I'm jelous. I'll bet their oboe sutis them just fine (and they've probably got half a dozen qued up to fill in when he gets bored). Maybe they need an English horn...

I listened to an oboe song with coyotes in it. My teacher has a CD. Oboe and coyotes are a perfect combination.

I just did a hundred and four sit-ups because I felt fat.