McKenna and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

This morning I woke up at seven o'clock.

Nope, that's inaccurate. Let me start again.

This morning I was awakened by Aislinn handing me the phone so I could read a text Shannon sent me reminding me to do something I was going to do anyway. Then I decided it was far too early to be awake, and set the alarm for eight o'clock.

Unfortunately, the alarm failed to go off, so I didn't wake up until nine o'clock. I practised a bit, because I have lessons in about an hour (although I wasn't actually practising anything I need for my lesson, I was practising this really awesome Irish fiddling song. I was relearning what I learned yesterday because my fingers decided to forget the notes.), then went to find some food. I tried a bowl of Rice Krispies, but they were simply unappetizing. I then remembered that I had to collect the library books that were due today, only then to find out that one of them is missing, and that they were in fact due last Friday.

I also get to pay the fines myself. Should come to something around five dollars.

After I collected the books, I went to grab a poptart to bring with me, because I won't get lunch until after two o'clock, but apparently my younger siblings ate them all, because there were none left. There weren't very many other options, but I thought I would have a hot dog, because that sounded vaguely appetizing, but when I went to get a hot dog bun, I noticed that they were slightly greener than they ought to be. We'd been eating the new buns, and let the old buns sit in the drawer for a bit too long.

So I had a hot dog without a bun. I went upstairs to get my stuff together and got mascara in my eye, couldn't find my enormous silver earrings so I had to wear the enormous white ones instead, had to pack up Shannon's violin, couldn't find my library card, and tipped my stand over. The stand that has - well, had - all of my quartet music on it.

I also had a sore throat, which doesn't work well for starting voice lessons.

Clearly, these are not fun times.

Which reminds me. Orchestra started Wednesday night. I switched sections, so I'm now a violist. Found out I can't really sightread alto clef. Choir started last night, which was fun because we finally got Riley to come, and we read through the first half of my cantata. It looks like the performance will be December 7.

I will be posting pictures from the weightlifting meet in Springfield later today, as well as video of some sort. Maybe.

Oh, and Riley and WESLEY's video didn't win anything.

Cheers,
McKenna