Ye know those days when good things happen, ye're happy and nothing's the matter and then suddenly it just goes downhill? I've had one of those days.

This evening was my orchestra's joint concert with the Lancashire County Band, who are WAY better than us. I do my solos (and I quote) "brilliantly" and my mum was pleased with me. Everything was happy happy until we got home. Mum went upstairs and looked at my floor and said, "You need to clean this!" Don't ye HATE it when parents start touching things in yer room that you don't want touching and/or moving? That got me a little bit tetchy, so I picked up my stuff from the floor and then went to make myself a cup of tea. I pull out a teacup, but somehow catch another one and sort of drag that one out, making it fall out and catching (and subsequently) breaking a glass containing weird looking glasses that we haven't actually USED yet, and my mum snapped at me, saying I need to be more careful. At least the actual GLASSES weren't broken. I'd only smashed the container and the glasses look perfectly normal upside-down in a little pyramid formation. But noooo... "You need to be more careful", "Thank you very bloody much" and all that.

So, just in case my mum reads this... even though it's SLIGHTLY annoying when ye "nag" me to tidy my room and have a go at me fer little accidents, I am REALLY sorry and I REALLY don't mean it. I don't want to end the evening on a horrible tone.

P.S. I'm probably gonna submit another journal to avoid this one being seen! Can't be too careful...