☹ life is like a bandaid ☹ it sucks ☹

April, 7

Last Saturday I did Solo and Ensemble with my friend Molly, Maci, and Casey. (Is it bad that I think I spelt the last 2 wrong? Oh well.) But up first was my trio with Molly and Maci we warmed up a bit in front of the judge, who was late, but after that we decided the tempo we needed to take and we mostly aced the performance. The judge gave us ONES!! 😆😆 (in music 1 is the best 5 is the worst rating) so when it came time to do my diet with Casey, right when we started to play, we messed up the tempo. That was always our main problem and it was always what we got corrected on. She started to have a mental break down and the judge let us have a break for her to settle down. After we dealt with that, we got through pretty okay. When he gave us the score, we got a 2. She began to cry again and said it was her fault. We all comforted her and her dad gave her a brownie. We went our separate ways and when I got back from buying some food, we saw her finishing up the brownie and I made a joke saying that food fixes almost all depression as long as it doesn't go too far and we all laughed. So me and my trio are going to state but sadly but very gladly, my duet, doesn't.