Work in Progress

You oughta hear the mirror in my house You oughta fear her pretty, pretty mouth Says I’m imperfect in every way: “Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway”/...But I’m gonna burn, I’m gonna shine and multiply I’m gonna fill up the great divide You’ll never break me with all the things you say “Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway”

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

ARRRRGH

Um...it...could you get off the freaking phone so I could go to bed sometime before twelve? Thanks I'd appreciate it.
PS...you're talking really loudly tonight. I can hear you over my headphones.
I went down to the lounge to study psych. My mp3 had a couple of hours of battery left...one bar...so I figured I'd be fine. That's all I need to study is a little music.
The stupid piece of worthlessness had NO battery left. I thought it was broken. No. Somehow that little bar just completely died...it was fully charged on Monday!! I listened to it going back and forth to classes, my longest stretch being an hour!!! IT'S SUPPOSED TO LAST FOR TEN! grrrrrrrrrrrr.
Hellloooo new gadget this summer.
Gosh...I am so apt to complain right now...where is this coming from? I am FULL of chocolate today!! meh. Hormones, most likely. Grrr.
Um...positive note...I can kind of play twinkle twinkle little star on the violin now! It sounds like a dying...cow...or something of the sort, maybe more high pitched than a cow, but I'm capable :D
Annd...that's about it...if I keep going on and on it will turn into an all out rant, and that's just pointless. Since I don't have much to rant about or a good reason for it. :P

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