SUBLET!!! SUMMER+ SCHOOL YEAR ( Read more... )

So I get an email from Aaron McClasky...it is entitled Grades...And I think...shit...I'm gonna be failing, huh??!? And lo...Here are my grades ( Read more... )

Wow....i didnt even make a countdown for this semester...I was too busy to think about it, i guess....now its almost OVER!!! YAY!!!

Last week of classes!

2 Papers
like, 10 write ups for writing
1 oral italian quiz
1 italian final
1 diction final
1 music history final
1 piano final

And that's about all as far as school work goes!! ALMOST DONE!!!

Cast Party starts in 1 hour 20 min...

I have .5 pages done...

I need 7-10 pages...

My average is 1 page every 20-30 mins...

I should be done in 3 hours...

Which puts me out of the library by 10PM...

At the Cast Party by 11PM...

grrrr....

Ici-bas tous les lilas meurent,
Tous les chants des oiseaux sont courts ;
Je rêve aux étés qui demeurent
Toujours...

Ici-bas les lèvres effleurent
Sans rien laisser de leur velours ;
Je rêve aux baisers qui demeurent
Toujours...

Ici-bas tous les hommes pleurent
Leurs amitiés ou leurs amours ;
Je rêve aux couples qui demeurent
Toujours...

Can
You Open My Safe?

1st
Number:

How many pieces did I sing for my Junior Recital?

2nd
Number:

How many operas have I been in?

3rd
Number:

For how many years have I come to terms with being gay and accepted it?

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It's all over! There are a few things I would change or even look over again, but overall, I am fairly happy with myself and my performance ( Read more... )

So here I am....1 AM...Thursday night...writing a paper...it's an awesome paper...but why did i leave it to the last minute again...grr....ok...I'll go to sleep by 2, wake up for piano, then work on it from 9-12! It's gonna be aweomse!! Oh yeah!!!

my best friend is no longer my best friend

people change i guess

it still makes me really sad

So I have had this LJ for over 4 years, and I can honestly say that it has been a good ride. It helps me to not forget what was forgotten and remember the good times shared with good people (and some bad people too). LJ, I miss thee. Those days of caomplaining about boys. Complaining about High School. Sharing memories of teachers and classmates. I ( Read more... )