So yesterday I went to a choir festival in Wenatchee and we didn't do so great, but it could have been worse. I was still blamed for a lot of the mistakes we made by two 1st sopranos, I'm sure the rest of the choir would have blamed me too, but they weren't rude enough to do so. Their comments impacted me so much that during English when I was alone and had time to think about it I started crying, I was really hoping to wait until I got home, but that wasn't possible. Once I got to Stagg's after school for imagine tomorrow practice I felt pretty alright, this is gonna sound weird, but that classroom is my happy place. I need to catch up on a