Anyway, so preparing physically for a trip to Europe is turning out to be a bit more complicated than i originally thought... shitballs. And this whole preparing for placement auditions may just be the death of me... hehe
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I wonder what it is about oldies rock songs that makes me want to tease my hair up (80s style), slide into a tile kitchen wearing nothing but short white socks, my underwear, and a man's tuxedo shirt, while singing into an invisible microphone like the total dork that I am.
Hehe, I don't know the answer to the "why"... but I do know that I like it
WTF is this new obsessions with music instructors and semi-sarcastically saying that the inability to play certain passages will make said section/person "slit their wrists
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