1. Friday - Yesterday was pretty okay. Performed at the MCCB (Milpitas Community Concert Band) concert, and got a free soda from the Hall of Fame dinner that Mr. Rib was planning. Afterwards, I was super tired, didn't really care about much. We went out to eat at this pho place. I came home, checked my email and learned I got rejected from SLO and SDSU. I am disappointed and saddened by this news, because SDSU was one of my top colleges to go to.
2. Saturday - Volunteered at CineQuest today. The first half hour was frustrating as hell. I went to Camera 12 Theaters to check in. Apparently the check in was at the SJ Repertory Theater, so I made my way back that way. I checked in at the SJ Repertory Theater and they sent me to the California Theater. On my way there, I texted my manager saying I was on my way and I was running a little late. After I got there, (I had to limp across three streets and stuff) I made it to the box office and things were okay. Then I got a text message from my manager telling me that I should be at the Camera 12 box office (by this time I was REALLY late, let's just say by about like 10-15 minutes). I hobbled back to Camera 12 a little bit frustrated. I asked a bunch of people where I was supposed to go to check in. Someone told me I was supposed to go upstairs. I got upstairs, ran into someone I knew and I asked them where I was supposed to go. She told me that I needed a name tag/badge (that no one bothered to give to me) and she said she didn't know where I was supposed to go (yay for box office.) I made my way back downstairs to the main lobby, asked the greeter person, and he told me to follow Mary (he was a little distracted, and I was like "Who's Mary?") Anyways, I walked back into the lobby and asked another person. This helpful soul directed me in the correct location and everything was fine after that.
3. Sunday - Woke up in a pretty bad mood, everything went downhill from there. I was tired and grumpy (still feeling the hurt from those rejections and feeling the exhaustion from the day before). All I really wanted to do was just stay in bed and sleep. But I wasn't allowed to do that, now was I? 'Course not. So I went out to eat with family and grandparents. Then went bowling with them. Felt pretty bad because I somehow now strive to be as perfect as I can. Started crying since I was losing to everyone, because my perfect gene was kicking in (something that bothers me to no end and I was getting frustrated too anyways.) Then, I guess it got better and it plateaued. Got home, studied a little, took a longass nap, woke up (from a pretty bad dream), went back to sleep, woke up again three hours later to eat dinner, then I arrived here. How do I feel right now? I feel like I don't really care and I'm just putting up with life right now. My friend said to me (via text) "Fuck you. Youre mean." To that I responded: "I know." How do I feel about that? I'm not even sure. I don't care.
And you wonder why I was so irritated and somewhat depressed...
If anything else happens this weekend, I will be sure to report it.
I think that's all to report for this weekend.
Not your fault. It sounds so disorganized!
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