WOO HOO!!!

Hell week is OVER!!!
WOOT!!!
I survived.
Not only that, I completed *all* assignments and didn't skip one class.
Now...next term...I have a goal.
Absolutely NO missing assignments.
And, no matter *how* tired I am, I am NOT skipping class on purpose.
Unless I am sick.
That's my plan and I'm sticking to it.
Anyhoo...
Not much is going on now that today's pretty much done.
I'll start studying chem this weekend while Melissa and Chelsea are studying Bio.
But, since that final isn't til Tuesday night, I don't have anything but juries to freak out about.
And even with that, if I practice too much I start making a million ridiculous mistakes, so I can't lock myself in a practice room of the FAC all weekend and expect to perform decently.
Half hour to an hour tonight and tomorrow and no more than a half hour Sunday.
Somehow, I do my best if I haven't played the pieces for a day or so or only briefly run through them the day before.
I'm most looking forward to plenty of sleep.
I found a new tool in hyperness today.
Melissa informed me of suicides, which are all pops mixed together.
Pepsi, Mountain Dew, Coke and root beer tastes like those root beer popsicles and has an effect equivalent to that of coffee.
It was awesome.
I was practically bouncing all through the chem test, as I eat *right* before chem.
I've calmed now, but I'm still wide awake.
Band yesterday was amazing.
I seriously don't think I've ever enjoyed concert band this much.
Both bands were together, and we were playing random Christmas carols, and whoever wanted to got to conduct.
Then, Doc regave the marble speech he originally gave at band bonding, and had Hanna read a note he wrote to all of us that was the *warm fuzzy*-est thing ever. We each got a copy, along with a marble attached to wire that can act as an ornament. Of course, everyone started bawling.
Then we gave Doc our present to him, which was an orange and black fleece blanket with WCCB embroidered on it and everyone signed their name w/ black marker. To which he said that he and his family will use it constantly for many years to come, because we don't just hang on a wall in his heart, he takes us out and uses us every day.
So then *he* started crying, and everyone just cried *harder.*
It was awesome, with a closeness that rivaled that of MK. Completely made my *entire* day of studying a heck of a lot happier.
But, sadly, there's no more band until January. :(
And for now, life is good.