So I'm back in Parksville. Good times, suprisingly. As per usual, the break supplied by the absense of school and my usual set of things to worry about has given me a little time so stop and smell the roses
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I have to find alternate words for "Fly me to the Moon"! then I get to sing them to the class. I thought I'd be good in my vocal jazz class, but I'm actually having troubles because I set my standards too high! I am singing SPain as my lift and that is proving far more daunting than I ever imagined, man that guy can sing!
and I don't know what you were complaining about... cause if I were to look back on this post as if ti were my own I would be schocked at how inadvertantly I spoke really insightful things. Those are my best stories sometimes. Ordinary words make for easy engagement. ;)
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and I don't know what you were complaining about... cause if I were to look back on this post as if ti were my own I would be schocked at how inadvertantly I spoke really insightful things. Those are my best stories sometimes. Ordinary words make for easy engagement. ;)
:D !
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