Everytime I complain about something, I end up regreting it. And I'm doing it again.
Honors Band wasn't that bad. It wasn't great; I still felt inadequate for most of the day, but in the end it was like, "OK, so I'm not a great flute player. Who cares." It was still cool to be able to study three crazy-hard pieces and, within a day, be able
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