Im like really really pissed and mad you know. arghhhhhhhh, im like shedding mad tears. im so exasperated. first,you told us you could play, then sudd u cant, and what are we gonna do? we've chosen all the songs that has to include you and i spent all the way to 2 finding it with ger. and now we have to scrap all the songs and find another song, in such short notice, and there's jamming tmrw which we're suppose to know what song to playa nd master it by tmrw. and now what? we have to learn a new song all over when everyone has alrdy practiced their parts. and by wednesday, there's rehearsal, and what? friday is the performance. fuck. yeh i know its not your fault, its your mom's

And i thought i could talk to u abt how im feeling and what im gg through. guess not, you dont understand at all? jsut think im throwing a fit. im like fucking stressed?you're making my feel worse. i wanna cry

Dont fucking tell me im overreacting. put yourself in my shoes. i have to do practically EVERYTHING. always me me me, i wash my hands off this, you guys decide.