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11.30pm: "I'm gonna sit down, and I'm gonna finish my lab."
1.30am: "I'm gonna sit down, and I'm gonna finish my lab."
That's some mighty fine progress.
You know that state of tiredness that you sometimes reach where you only have enough energy to stay physically awake? About that.
Opening night went pretty well. They didn't have any small t-shirts for me, so I had to wear an extra large. We've all concluded that if I were to wear that shirt only, I'd easily pass the fingertips-to-hemline dress code rule at school.
Attire aside, we sounded good. Mike problems are always a hindrance, but we sounded good. Only ... six more nights. Yeee.
The high point of the day was when Mr. O'Sullivan placed a chunk of pure Sodium -- which was OMGTHISHUGE (by that, I mean quarter-sized) -- in a beaker of water. There's now black crap embedded in the lights from the explosion.
Kinda worries me that that's the first thing I've learned from him specifically, in that class.
The aforementioned state of tiredness is also the same type where you feel like you'll be unconscious if you ever do get to rest.
OOH RANDOM THOUGHT NUMBER FIVETEENHUNDRED: Miss Strunc.
Bad thought. I think the interiors of my skill are shrivelling up into a little raisin.
I like raisins.
Especially the ones in the tiny red boxes.
Yup. I'm gonna sit down, and I'm gonna finish my lab.
1.30am: "I'm gonna sit down, and I'm gonna finish my lab."
That's some mighty fine progress.
You know that state of tiredness that you sometimes reach where you only have enough energy to stay physically awake? About that.
Opening night went pretty well. They didn't have any small t-shirts for me, so I had to wear an extra large. We've all concluded that if I were to wear that shirt only, I'd easily pass the fingertips-to-hemline dress code rule at school.
Attire aside, we sounded good. Mike problems are always a hindrance, but we sounded good. Only ... six more nights. Yeee.
The high point of the day was when Mr. O'Sullivan placed a chunk of pure Sodium -- which was OMGTHISHUGE (by that, I mean quarter-sized) -- in a beaker of water. There's now black crap embedded in the lights from the explosion.
Kinda worries me that that's the first thing I've learned from him specifically, in that class.
The aforementioned state of tiredness is also the same type where you feel like you'll be unconscious if you ever do get to rest.
OOH RANDOM THOUGHT NUMBER FIVETEENHUNDRED: Miss Strunc.
Bad thought. I think the interiors of my skill are shrivelling up into a little raisin.
I like raisins.
Especially the ones in the tiny red boxes.
Yup. I'm gonna sit down, and I'm gonna finish my lab.