Mr. Kim told me that, in order to get into Jazz I, I had to know all the music in their folder. Bullshit! I’ll bet he didn’t say that to all the other kids who tried out. He just wants me where I am, for understandable reasons.

Then I made an ass of myself in front of pretty much everyone in Jazz I and now I wish I didn’t have to go to school ever again. :(

Something tells me I’ll be in Jazz II for a loooong time.