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I have copper snaps! A whole bag of them!
Madrigal dinner is fun, too. But so exhausting. The president and the dean told me I sounded nice, but I don't understand the point of receiving lines. No one can do anything but compliment you, no matter how little they know or care about your expertise, and you can only graciously accept them. What a pointless exercise. I declined an invitation to go to Dan McNickle's place and watch movies or something (I couldn't tell if he was kidding until after I replied sarcastically. He wasn't) because I had to help my mom move a table base into the house. She got Shepherd Society membership this morning, and bought a ticket to Madrigals this afternoon. She liked it. Had all kinds of feedback. Also, a nice neck massage. Stress is evil to my neck.
Piano juries tomorrow morning at 8, another madrigal dinner tomorrow night, 7-page paperfor HUMA and Latin homework due Friday another madrigal dinner Friday night, finals all day Sunday, concert on Monday. More than 50121 because I'm not done and I will probably end up replacing the last 5000 because they absolutely suck. I mean, horribly.
I am reading a book, too. It has a story in it.
Maybe Bryce will give me a neck massage.
Madrigal dinner is fun, too. But so exhausting. The president and the dean told me I sounded nice, but I don't understand the point of receiving lines. No one can do anything but compliment you, no matter how little they know or care about your expertise, and you can only graciously accept them. What a pointless exercise. I declined an invitation to go to Dan McNickle's place and watch movies or something (I couldn't tell if he was kidding until after I replied sarcastically. He wasn't) because I had to help my mom move a table base into the house. She got Shepherd Society membership this morning, and bought a ticket to Madrigals this afternoon. She liked it. Had all kinds of feedback. Also, a nice neck massage. Stress is evil to my neck.
Piano juries tomorrow morning at 8, another madrigal dinner tomorrow night, 7-page paperfor HUMA and Latin homework due Friday another madrigal dinner Friday night, finals all day Sunday, concert on Monday. More than 50121 because I'm not done and I will probably end up replacing the last 5000 because they absolutely suck. I mean, horribly.
I am reading a book, too. It has a story in it.
Maybe Bryce will give me a neck massage.
