Part Two: the Sequel

10.

I'm so fricking nervous for my audition and I hate it. I still have some scales to memorize and I hate doing scales and I don't know if I can do this. And my mother keeps bringing it up and telling me there's basically no time left, and today at dinner she asked if I have a countdown going because there's only ten days left and I got so anxious I started crying and now I'm on the verge of a panic attack and I just... I wish I was a better musician. I wish I memorized these scales ages ago. I wish I started all this earlier. I wish I'd started taking lessons in eight grade like Mrs. Greenwood suggested. I wish I'd done so many things differently. 

I'm so nervous. I want to die.