Io sono molto stanca.
Blar blar blar.First choir concert of the year. It was a 9/11 memorial concert - and it was ...rather interesting. First of all - the pieces chosen for the concert were quite poor and irrelevant. Second - I had some ... thoughts running through my head that can only be a product of driving myself crazy with work and such - literally. And last but NOT LEAST. Our concert was COMPLETE with an "interpretive dancer". I use the term INCREDIBLY loosely. If wearing heels and a knee length pencil skirt whilst rolling around on the ground and giving the audience a straight shot look up your skirt is considered art here - a little piece of my artsy heart has died.
On a good note - I accomplished three very important tasks today. 1) I validated my final class from London - meaning yes, I did do some work last year. 2) My scholarships were reinstated - meaning yes, I can pay for school and rent and food and loo roll again. 3) I finished season 6 of Sex and the City - meaning yes, I cried myself through half a box of tissues.
BEST happening of today: I purchased this.
Hooray new piano music.
I need outta this state. Stat. (That was for you Kristen). And in all reality - I need to go write a paper. Thoughts anyone? Relate the political/social happenings of Louis XIV's reign with the emergence of Fashion during his reign. Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?
posted by Hae @ 10:53 PM
3 Comments:
1. Showing one's cootchie during a Sept. 11th memorial concert makes me interpret that the interpretive dancer's weekend job may include a pole and some pasties.
2. Garden State - excellent soundtrack. The Last Kiss - excellent soundtrack, TOO! (said like 3-year-old Halely)
3. Blarblarblargh.
4. I love you.
5. You need to come visit me. Stat.
6. That is all.
1. we so heeyah. (picture the double-fingered waving between your head and mine)
2. amen. and you should send me the last kiss sountrack ,TOO! (said in my own voice)
3. blarblar blargh.
4. i love you, TOO!
5. tell me about it - nebraska is sad...even moreso since you aren't here with me to mock its sadness. in psych tonight - i found out that some neuropsychologist did a research study on sarcasm and social functioning. i hypothesize that sarcasm makes you awesome, therefore, social functioning is a breeze amongst fellow sarcastic awesomists.
6. that is not all...but all for now.
you two are sick together.
sick.
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