h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Sigh. It's been such a bad day, and it's not even Thursday. Has anyone else had a bad day?

And it's not getting any better. I wonder if anyone is listening. Probably not. >sniff< Oh well.

I've had a rough day too
It gets really depressing when a days work arrives on your desk at 3.00pm. Now I know that Monday will be bad too.

Hey, sorry to hear that, you want to talk about it?

Hey sorry to hear that, lets talk about it?

-Plato

Sorry about the double posting, Now, what's the trouble? *Puts on psychiatrist's glasses, leans back in seat*

Well you seem to have resolved that one quickly; and I thought you were all charlatans.
I'm impressed.

(Actually, no they didn't. I just got disconnected by a phone call)

It was just one of those days. Start off pretty good, and go all pearshaped from thereon. It all started with,well, my pretty sad self dragging my body out of bed at 5am. The joy of english assesments on class texts... The thing was, I could have handled it if I had of been a uni student, or at least if it was a book I liked. But,nooo, I had to be fourteen, it had to be a stereotypical teen book designed to get people into reading, and I left it to the last minute. Why not Oscar Wilde? Why not Douglas Adams?? Why not Aldous Huxley???

I was terribly unmotivated, fuelled by the fact that I had to go to Music Camp. In case you have never been to a school music camp, I shall explain. Imagine 100-or-so 10-17 year olds that cannot play. Imagine 10 that can. Imagine putting them together for 3 days of mayhem playing stupidily easy and boring music. See what I mean??? Fortunatley, I can play (sort of), and therefore didn't have to strain my terribly tired brain. Except when people asked if my clarinet was an oboe.

I could deal with all this. I really could. I just bit my tounge and smiled (not easy to do-try it). But---the last straw was...

...a semi-cute saxophonist. To me anyway. For some strange reason, I am attracted to the loser/dork/nerd look. Thick glasses. Acne. Tragic hair. Beautiful blue eyes. A carbon copy of my last (and first) "boyfriend". One difference, the sax player was 15, my last/first "boyfriend" was 18 (and that's kind of why we aren't really an 'us' anymore)

So, silly little self-deluded girl that I am, I got the sole male clarinettist to ask the sax if he was, well, involved with someone.

Hold it--I've missed a vital fact. School river cruise. I hate this kind of thing, loathe it with a vengence, but everyone in my all-girl school was taking someone. Everyone except me. How could they??? I'm not that ugly, surley? People say that I'm reasonable looking all the time!

The sax said no, that he wasn't, but he didn't want to go with me. This guy probably hasn't been spoken to for 6-months. I don't think that he has ever had anyone interested in him.

But, this was not the problem. Alas, responsible, mature, me was acting like a teenager. No, this cannot be, I am above this! I cannot succumb to that awful mentality that I hate so! And I really don't know what to do. >grr< I am terribly angry with myself.

And that, ladies, gentlemen and assorted life forms, was probably the worst day in my life so far.

Does anyone have any advice?

Lyric,

"Start off pretty good, dragging my body out of bed at 5am. "

5 a.m. is good? That is a meaning of the word with which I am unfamiliar.

Have you considered suggesting to your English teacher that a less frivolous book would produce a more constructive critique? This may be appreciated if the teacher's hands are not tied by the "set book syndrome". You might like to add Ursula Le Guinn's "A Wizard of Earthsea" or the less brooding Anne McCaffrey's "Dragon" series to your list.

Music camp? I've watched the Wynton Marsalis "Tanglewood" series. They seemed a little more exciting than what you had to endure, but hey! just think of the newbies. "Didya see that really cool clarinettist? If I practise hard maybe she'll talk to me next camp."
As for sax players, they're only drummers can who play standing up. What do they know? Pity that one hadn't bothered to clean his spectacles though ...

River cruise? Sounds pretty good, and you won't have worry about trailing around some boy who'd just get in the way of enjoying yourself. It's easy to say but not so easy to do, but it's worth trying: be yourself (just so long as you are not completely outrageous). Don't worry about what "people" say, if they know you are the real you - they'll know where they stand. You've already had one boyfriend and there are plenty more where that one came from. Don't try too hard, boys will be looking for you as well.

It's (almost) always easier to forgive others than to forgive yourself, but give yourself the same break you give to others. You're going to live for another 80 or 90 years, you can't bear a grudge that long!
Don't be cross about acting like a teenager while you still have an excuse. Maturity ain't so attractive when you've got it; or when you've reached an age when you ought to have it.

I hope that day turns out to be the worst in your life. If it was, it's over. If not, well you've got a benchmark and you know you survived it.

plaguesville (an elderly life form constantly in trouble for behaving like a teenager)

Ok, I *do* admit that I'm currently not depressed. [got here via the info-page] In any case I tend to be melancolic rather than depressed but anyway... where were we?
5 a.m.? It's 4.22 a.m ATM and I guess I'll be in bed by that time (which seems far more sensible than getting up at that hour! ).

Plaguesville's right. Intercourse "people". You live your own life, not their's.

· The two most common elements in the universe are hydrogen and stupidity. Harlan Ellison

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*pours a few and *

Thankyou everyone for your advice.

I can see that it is all true, but this is extremely hard to see at present, as hindsight is such a wonderful thing! (Besides, Pythagoras is much more interesting that most guys)

Lyric

(Also, just for the record, I'm not a conventional clarinettist. I'm the one that has been playing for the longest , gets away with playing the easist part, and tries to squeak at the most innapropriate moments in practise. Just to be obnoxious. Good thing that i'm a "teacher's pet", hey, otherwise I could be in strife... and also, my english teacher agrees with me on the book thing. She suggests books, gives me extra tasks etc. The books are set by a mysterious person that won't own up...it is now my personal mission to find/eliminate this person!!! I am suspecting the library staff. oh, and also, the sax guy tends to play his sax like it was a flute, which I found most alluring.)

Lisa Simpson - Eat your heart out!

Glad to see you are ready to take this week by the scruff of the neck & give it a good shake.

Pythagoras? He's too square for a hip musician.

Glad you've developed some sense of security, Lyric. Keep in touch!

~Plato~

*drops by, smiles at lyric*

Ah...I feel right at home at h2g2 now. It's kinda...comfy.

I believe that friday was one of my "temporarily insane" mindsets. Like a physcological growth spurt...akward while it's happening, but great results.

Pythagoras wasn't that square, he was more philosopher than mathematician. His theories make more sense that most other dominant religions. But don't get me wrong, I'm not going to rush out and become a Pythagorean. I'm still one of those annoying people who says "I really don't know" when it comes to religion.

Can you tell me where I can find a list of all those smilies?

Lyric

(oh...and development in the sax saga! {it's becoming a soapie now} Two of my friends went to school with him, and said that if there was one person that they would match-make me with, it would be him. Apparantley plays the piano as well. I'm not taking their word for gospel though, they might just be teasing me...and knowing them, probably are. And anyhow, having regained my sanity, I'm not really all that interested in becoming obsessive. If he wants, he can become a hobby, like creative writing. But not obsessive. That's too much for me to take)

Click right here for smileys ----->

*pours a few and *

ooh, thanks Menza!
But I'd rather have aif you don't mind.
Now then who wants to commisserate with me that the school holidays are upon us?