i dont think i seem like i'm going for band.

band member:
carrying a clarinet

me:
carrying a tennis racquet
bag containing: sports shoes, water bottle, umbrella

lols. ok. i'm actually quite scared for the sudden return of ms sia. i shouldn't say sudden. since she only didnt come for one band prac. my stomach has the queasy feeling again. totally sucks.

and while my coach (around 2X my age) wonders if his golf ball will fly beyond 200m, me the 15 year-old girl is thinking if i'm gonna get scolded the hell out of me today and be totally humiliated. i mean it doesnt make sense. like wondering if the golf ball will fly beyond 200m is such minor thing. it's like total rubbish to me... if i have to worry about that, i would have died of stress. or at least i would have been a walking acne by now. like then i would have to worry about stuff like: what if i reach band late? what if i cant hit my tennis balls properly? like omg. i dont have the time to worry about such minor stuff. hahah. that's definitely a bad thing. i rather worry about many minor stuff such as these than one big major problem which i currently have at hand.

god bless me. let me come home in one good piece.