busy-ness

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I'm incredibly frustrated with my family at the moment.

So tomorrow, Monday, I have my last ever band concert at my school. I'll be getting a little plaque for being in 8th grade and still being in the band and stuff, which is something I've been excited about for a long time.

Here's the thing: tomorrow, my brother has an Ultimate Frisbee game after school, and my dad has to drive half an hour to go and see it. My dad will also be taking my other brother's girlfriend there so that she can be there for her boyfriend, my older brother's senior night for volleyball. My mom is going to go to the volleyball game, and my dad is going to drive the first brother back home after his frisbee game. They'll probably be home around six.

I'm pretty sure I have to be at my concert by 5:45.

This is my last ever band concert (because there is no fucking way I'm ever picking up a trumpet again once it's over) and half of my family isn't even going to be coming to it. I'm probably going to end up getting there late, my dad is probably going to record it to show my mom, which I really don't want him to do because I absolutely hate everything we're playing because the "advanced band" is literally worse than the beginners, excluding a choice few people (aka me and a couple other 8th graders, of which there are 5 total in the band).

Honestly, if this was any other concert, I would be totally cool with my family missing it. Any other concert. But no, my band teacher had to decide on tomorrow of all days to schedule the concert, meaning half my family is going to miss my last ever band concert and we can't do anything about it.

This actually legit hurts me.

My brothers already missed my Christmas concert this year because they had something else to do, and now my own mother can't even make it.

I just want my family to be there when I get that plaque that I'm not even going to care about in a month's time. I want them to be there to see me perform a shitty version of "Over the Rainbow" played by tone-deaf middle school students. I want them to be there when the drums start playing way too fast and everyone loses track of where they are in the music.

I don't want my family to miss this.

But they have to.

-Cat 😿

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