We're halfway there.

I've been immersing myself in music and the comfort of my friends to run away from everything. It's really upsetting. It's times like this where I spite the fact that I was not good enough to get into Govy's.
A school of music, how amazing is that? There is only music and nothing else. Every subject had a basis of music in it and you ate, breathed, lived in a musical environment. It's a high school I can now only dream about. I hate the one who denied it, and ones who look down on it. I hate talking about it, but tough times bring up my past and my failures. My biggest rejection.
My only rejection I care about.
The reason why I started this is because I'm not sure why I'm at THA. I'm kinda in that let's question God stage. If I went to the music school, college wouldn't be such a big problem. Maybe if my tone and breathing were more regular. I wish for a 2nd chance all the time. Money won't be so bad maybe. more college would like me, and life would go a bit smoother. My parents would be proud of me for once and less stress between us would appear.
It seems like the world is slowly showing me my dream and teasing me with it.
I feel no pain.
or hope.
It's pretty annoying.
Yet again, mother yells to I'll finish it up t another ime.....but with little story.