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Well, school was boring, but I have a 93 going into the final, and guess what....
IT'S TUESDAY!
Opera Choruses and Salad, Opera Choruses and Salad, that's been my mantra all last week and this week. Zdrastvuytye. Zdrastvuytye, I say! Kak dila! The excitement is going to kill me. I think that might be considered sad.
Otherwise, I think i can do Friday at Nia's, and I'd asked India if she could do this week sometime and maybe I can. You know, I think I'm feeling inspired. I'd write a poem, but I've done enough of those. Oh, that reminds me, I need to post them to the Woods. But I should write some more on Sam and Rae and Afri, first, so that'll go up too if I do an update. Ah, but the Woods aren't updating for three weeks, I forgot! Cool. I don't have to hurry.
English is being stupid, but we'll see how it goes. Another stress factor is all the stuff I have to send in for ARTS before November that I haven't written yet (literarily or musically), and the need for a videotape of me acting, and a portfolio of stuff. What the heck could I possibly send that would qualify as fine art? Phu. And I have to get slides made of them. What an ordeal.
Nia darling, how far have you gotten? Somebody at school was yelling spoilers, so I'm trying to convince myself I don't know who dies. Don't you dare tell me, either. Aah. Long live Zep and Borodin. And Dvorak.
IT'S TUESDAY!
Opera Choruses and Salad, Opera Choruses and Salad, that's been my mantra all last week and this week. Zdrastvuytye. Zdrastvuytye, I say! Kak dila! The excitement is going to kill me. I think that might be considered sad.
Otherwise, I think i can do Friday at Nia's, and I'd asked India if she could do this week sometime and maybe I can. You know, I think I'm feeling inspired. I'd write a poem, but I've done enough of those. Oh, that reminds me, I need to post them to the Woods. But I should write some more on Sam and Rae and Afri, first, so that'll go up too if I do an update. Ah, but the Woods aren't updating for three weeks, I forgot! Cool. I don't have to hurry.
English is being stupid, but we'll see how it goes. Another stress factor is all the stuff I have to send in for ARTS before November that I haven't written yet (literarily or musically), and the need for a videotape of me acting, and a portfolio of stuff. What the heck could I possibly send that would qualify as fine art? Phu. And I have to get slides made of them. What an ordeal.
Nia darling, how far have you gotten? Somebody at school was yelling spoilers, so I'm trying to convince myself I don't know who dies. Don't you dare tell me, either. Aah. Long live Zep and Borodin. And Dvorak.
