In which I'm about to die

My voice feels like it's about to fall apart. Ah. Ouch. That hurted. Dude -- I've had six hours of rehearsals this week and the concert is tonight, and I feel like if I try to sing a note again in the near future, my vocal cords are going to . . . well, I don't know what they're going to do, but it won't be pretty.

And I have a test in an hour. I have not studied for it AT ALL. Ouch. Shouldn't be too bad though.

Ten papers and an eight page story this week. Ouch. I only have four papers left so it's not too bad. But I still feel like I'm going to die.

Nikki-K and I went shopping last night and I got a new purse, some socks, shoes for the concert as well as some necesities for Florida. GOING TO FLORIDA TOMORROW! Yay! :-) But that means I have to pack on top of writing four papers and my concert. AHHHH! Ow -- I should stop straining my poor voice.

Yeah, Florida tomorrow! Whee! (Ow)

I keep seeing Athletic Math Boy now. I've seen him like 7 times this week and I never saw him around up until Monday. Hm.

Time for me to get dressed so I can take my test . . . I'm a poet. Lol -- Mr. S. is the best. He was telling us to memorize a song and he said, "It's not so hard -- it's poetry. Like 'roses are red, violets are blue, learn your music or I'll sit on you!' See, poetry is really easy, I just made some up!"

AHHHHHH! Ow!
~MK