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New York Minute 12
May. 20th, 2005 06:23 pmDude. Just played the worst piano concert in my entire life. That's eleven years of playing piano, five years of playing flute, and seven months of playing saxophone. Holy crap. I'm the oldest. I'm supposed to play the best, not the worst.
*sigh* NYM 12, in which Things Happen. Also, Flack gets perilously near to an emotional breakdown.
( Next time, I'll smile. )
*whimper* I had my first official collision in PE today, while playing some mutated form of kickball, where I turned around to go back to base for some reason and ran smack into the guy behind me. We both hit the floor. It's probably forty kinds of wrong that I really hope I bruise, but I don't think I'm going to. Wah.
Dude, only in the Snafu-verse can Danny be described with, And how the hell did I get to be the same one?
*sigh* NYM 12, in which Things Happen. Also, Flack gets perilously near to an emotional breakdown.
( Next time, I'll smile. )
*whimper* I had my first official collision in PE today, while playing some mutated form of kickball, where I turned around to go back to base for some reason and ran smack into the guy behind me. We both hit the floor. It's probably forty kinds of wrong that I really hope I bruise, but I don't think I'm going to. Wah.
Dude, only in the Snafu-verse can Danny be described with, And how the hell did I get to be the same one?