It's a blessing and a curse, but I love my clarinet too much too quit.

We won first place last Saturday; an accomplishment not met in twelve years.

I've made so many friends it's not even funny :'D Like, when I joined, I was pouting about how many people didn't talk to me (because I have lousy friends), but then now I'm like sisters (and brother, ahaha) with the other clarinets, and people from other sections.

But the problem is my dad wants me to do cheerleading. As if. It costs about $900 at my school (for junior varsity), so if he wants to pay for me to hate it, let him. Hmpf!