Yay for more teenage drama. Funny how the more mature you think you are, the more the stakes heighten whenever you get into stupid little fights like this. If this stupidity turns out the way I think it will, I think I'll take up piano.
I dunno. I just had this vision of myself playing mellow jazz music. I could probably feel the same sort of despair as the jazz musician. And I'd have a good environment - there's a baby grand downstairs with a gorgeous view out the windows.