Book of Mormon has such catchy music

This is me, keeping to my word and posting as often as I possibly can.  So this is me, updating on my life.  Hi all.  Let's just update on what's been "goin' on". 


SO, I'm still sick.  Yesterday sucked, I couldn't sleep at all because my stomach was hurting a lot.  And now I have a headache, so I'm just hoping this doesn't progress into a migraine or something. 


I made a new friend (on the internet, of course), who happens to be quite attractive.  So that was a big deal, because fkdjshafkjdhskjfhdjkhskj.  Now if only I could properly flirt. 
Compose yourself, Rachel. 


Thursday night, I had my first honour strings rehearsal.  This entire thing seems minor to everyone else, but so surreal to me.  I mean, I made it in.  With my self esteem, that wasn't something I expected.  And not only did I make it in, but I also made Violin I.  
These things don't happen to me. 
And then the actual rehearsal happened.  All through Thursday I was panicking because nerves.  I mean, the school is huge.  Three floors, massive hallways, and I went alone because I'm the only one in chamber strings from my school. 
So I wandered the halls for a bit and to be honest, I ended up getting lost. I had no idea where I was.  But then this girl was like "hey, are you here for PHS?" And I was like oh my god interaction breathe Rachel breathe "YES I AM".  (I actually kind of squeaked/shouted at her.  Anyways, she told me her name was Lydia and that she goes to the school where rehearsals are held.  She also plays cello (this is cool).  Anyways, she showed me around the school, including the really nice music rooms and the "murderer staircase".  It was great!!
And then the actual rehearsal started, and I didn't even realise that two hours had passed until it was over.  Our conductor is Dr. K.  DOCTOR. DOCTOR, HE HAS A PHD.  OH GOD, I'm totally transferring schools (but not really).  
That's pretty much the end of my story about honour rehearsal.  


I also watched Iron Man 2 today, and Captain America yesterday. 
Help me and my Avengers feels. 
"I have an army." "We have a Hulk."

BAND FESTIVAL YES

So, we just saw Humber's Jazz Merchants.
The most beautiful live performance I have ever seen. It was so captivating. I hate that it had to end.
Humber is such a terrific school, some days I just want to drop violin and take up jazz.
But that will never happen.
I'd rather cut off my arm. Well.... If I had to choose between cutting off my arm and nearly, well, anything else... I'd choose the other option. I like having two arms.
We placed Silver at festival today!! So that's good, I guess I'm pleased with it. Gold would be nice, but maybe next year? :)
ANY SONG BY BOSTON REMINDS ME OF NICOLETTE.
There were some REALLY cute people at this band festival, I'm extremely content.
Band festival always puts me in a good mood.

Hold me tight

Well.
So much for daily updates.
I can't even remember the last thing I posted about. I think I was busy? That's basically the only excuse for my absence. I've neglected my poor blog. :(
So now it's time to recap. This'll be a multiple post thing, because of how much went on in the last month or so.
(It isn't really that much, but bear with me)
Some days are good, some days are bad.
For example, my last few bad days were the four where I lacked an appetite, and the little food that I ate was forced. Today, I feel like my appetite is returning to normal, but I had unpleasant back pains. There were also insults thrown at me. And I had work. So maybe it wasn't so good after all? I'm feeling like I need some major hug action right now.
I'm also suffering from permanent confusion of feelings. This is not confuffity, no happy confusion. Just. Confusion. I need someone who can guide me through this, but I have no one I'm comfortable enough to talk about it with. Maybe if I wait long enough, things will sort themselves out?
On a side note, I miss my Nicolette.
And on a happy note!! In my absence, my blog seems to have reaches over 600 hits!!! UM HELLO THAT'S DEFINITELY A CHEERFUL THING TO BE CHEERFUL ABOUT.
Like I told someone today: For every reason to be sad, there are two reasons to be happy.
I should write fortune cookies.