The title of this chapter describes how I'm feeling right now.

There are about 3 reasons as to why I'm feeling like this, non of it has anything to do with you guys.

Number 1:
So, at my concert today we played this song called 'Abracadabra'. Where I sit in the trumpet section I'm split between 2nd and 3rd part. During this song I play(ed) 3rd part with two idiot guys that didn't even play during band practice. So, the 3rd part trumpets have(had) a solo type thing that we're all suppose to play. During the concert today, I ended up playing it by myself, they didn't even put their trumpets up to f*cking play! Like, seriously! Why didn't you f*ck didn't you play!

Number 2:
So, on my way back home from my brothers soccer game about two hour ago, I was telling my parents about how neither one of my friends could come over to our house this weekend. Right in the middle of my talking my dad looks at me and says 'You don't have any other friends?' -_- I wanted to do two things punch him/something and/or cry. You don't say something like that to someone! Especially a girl! I stopped talking, put my headphones in my ears and tried to calm down.

And last but not least, Number 3:
So, on our way home after my band festival today my mom said that we could come home after my brothers soccer game and do something I wanted to do. I said I wanted to play some board games because I hadn't done that in a long time. She said that was fine. So, as we get closer to home my mom decides that we are going to go to my brothers friends party. ARE YOU F*UCKINF SERIOUS! I THOUGHT WE WERE GOING TO DO SOMETHING WANTED TO DO FOR A CHANGE?!? I THOUGHT IT WASN'T GOING TO BE ABOUT HIM?!? I was so p*ssed off. We never get to do anything I want to do and whenever I get the chance because of my brother. I feel neglected when I want to do stuff that I want to do. So, after they left (about an hour ago) I went up to my room and cried for about 45 minutes to an hour.