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La! I am home. And nobody waited for me. Oh, well, I'm sleepy too.

Mama called and left a message for Mr Seible, but doesn't know if he got it. We'll see, tomorrow. Neither Mr Gibson nor Ms Ballard has answered my desperate plea for a recommendation. I shall talk to the Seible.

I'd really like to go to college. Hmm. I also need a coupla semesters of Latin... and one of English... hmm.

But I have a knife. And whether or not I actually get to go, Tuesday, someday school will start and there will be no need to languish. How weird. Languishment.

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Therem just finished recording with Mr Seible. He's so. Kind. I love him. I need to buy him lots of presents.

I had gunk, though. We'll see if the sound worked and if it did, whether it's good enough with gunk to interest them to invite me to audition. Aa.