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[30 Sep 2003|08:48pm] |
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Vaughan Williams~ Fantasia on a theme by Thomas Tallis |
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Hmm... well this was rather odd... this guy named Brad who i hung out with a little bit this summer im'ed me. a rare occurance. i haven't talked to him in a great while. then he signed off abruptly without really saying anything. what was he testing me or some crap like that? typical.
Well, homecoming plans are all set. Except... since i'm staying the night at Amanda's, i need to get a substitute for my sunday school class. Otherwise, things are all good.
Em, yes. Today blew. Royally. I effed up my chair test terribly. I was... let us just say... distraught... kuz i know i can do so much better. So incredibly much better. But i was late, hurried, shaking, and my fingers were numb. You can't imagine how terrible it sounded... unless you're a cellist. Which i am supposing you are not...
By the way, i think that anyone reading this owes me one of their school pictures. I expect them by friday. And i'll beat you over the head with a stick if i don't get one. *smiles an incredibly innocent smile*
i looooove you,
mary
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