In the dark you tell me of a flower, That only blooms in the violet hour

Monday, September 20, 2010

nairB ruoY oT sihT oD naC krowemoH fO slivE ehT tuO hctaW

Do I look like someone with a super brain? Is "secretly wonderman" stamped on my forehead with invisible ink that only super wicked teachers/overlorders can read? Too much homework! I love every class and can't part with a single one, but what started as two classes has somehow stretched out to nine.....I can't say no to anything that involves singing and now I am overwhelmed and horse yet still way too stubborn and determined to admit it anywhere else but here. I will get through this but I can't promise that I won't turn into a house hermit this summer who only hobbles to the door for pizza and to check the mail for coupons for pizza delivery because notes; drawing notes and scales on my walls, kinda like that jim carry movie where he was obsessed with that number and drew it all over the place (number 23?), only with MY sketchings you could sing along to crazy chants (something I think the film seriously lacked. Maybe I should get fifty cats to so they could literally eat my homework and I would never have to lie. All in all, I think, a pretty good semester plan.
I wish I spoke Japanese.

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