I have never been on a roller coaster that goes so high up and comes down so fast. It's sickening.
My weekend was going perdy dang well until about 10 minutes ago when I checked my grades. Let's start with the good first so that maybe I can be re-cheered up thinking about it.
Friday night was the happiest I've felt in a really long time. I felt accomplished. It was the night of the Cabaret, and it felt so good to be in front of people and sing what I want to sing. I knew people would be judging me, but I didn't care for two reasons. First, everyone was paying more attention to Eddie. I thank him for that and being a wonderful Edna Turnblad. Second, I was ready to sing and be Penny. Mama I'm a Big Girl Now took some practice, but it was totally worth it for the feeling I got after. Then as quick as it took to run off stage and change, it was time to get out there again to play Thunder. You don't know how nerve-wracking that was. I memorized a lot of it but not all of it, so there was no guarantee that I'd remember any of it. Once we walked out on to the stage with our glow sticks on, we immediately got a reaction. Then we started playing. In the middle of the song, we got applause. It felt... too good for words. Once we finished, I swear we got the loudest applause of night. I walked down with Connor, and I couldn't stop smiling. My stomach was absolutely filled with butterflies. I don't know if it's possible to ever feel that way again.
Last night, my soccer game went so well. It was an international game at 10 pm. Some people might say that it's way too late, but I'm a night owl so I was good. That was the toughest team we ever played, and we tied 0-0.
But no matter how hard any of us played, some girl had to step on my foot. It's swollen and hurts really bad. I had to leave ice on it for an hour. I don't know if I can even run when I have to go to practice tomorrow.
My parent's finally got tickets for the Euro Cup 2012. This makes me so happy because I might see Thomas again and I get to watch the best players in the world do what they do best. I don't know how I'm going to do seeing Thomas as an 18-year-old, but I'm pretty sure that I'm still going to love him.
Today, I... wait for it... finished my personal project. Yes. I. Did. And boy, did I do it good. I didn't think I'd even make it to 2500 words, and I went 15 words under the maximum. I definitely went over if we included the appendix and bibliography though. It felt fantastic to get it done. I felt invincible...
So much that I wanted to see what I got on my AP World midterm. Let me tell you, after getting nothing but As and an occasional B, a D in the final section of my grades was not what I was expecting. Far from it. How on Earth was I so wrong? What did I do? I studied for hours! Literally hours. Did I just miss something obvious, or am I really just such a screw-up? It makes no sense.
So from highs to low, I don't know what I'm gonna do. This sucks. I spoke too soon when I said, "This is like the best weekend ever."
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