For the past two months I had been studying for a piano exam. I'm in Grade 3 in case anybody's wondering.

Instead of doing my vectors and drawings and ponies as I usually would, my mom forced me to practice practice practice my piano pieces for the exam.

So today was the exam. I went to lessons in the moring so my piano teacher could help me learn a couple more things. Then I went home and practiced again.

Then, lo and behold, two o clock is right around the corner, and I went for the exam... LATE as always.

I waited outside for about 20 minutes (or so I thought), and then the guy who had his exam before me came out of the exam room (I know him from piano) gave me an encouraging smile, and then it was my turn. Ugh.

I enetered the room. It was so cold, my fingers stiffened. Ugh. I was so nervous, they kept shaking.

I failed terribly, I messed up my scales, had no clue how to do them, and made a few mistakes in my pieces. For the aural theory, I kept stuttering and messed up badly, I musty have looked so embarrassing.

Oh well. I'm trying not to obsess about it, but I can't get the fact out of my head.

Well, at least I can spend the rest of my holiday on the forums.