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I hate PMS. I just showered so physically I feel divine. My imagination's having a field day though.
PMS is taking me over and I feel like a monster.
I need to be able to say the circle of fifths (including key signatures, majors, and minors) in under 30 seconds by tomorrow. I'm fucked.
So I need to say, "no sharps, no flats, C major, A minor. One sharp, G major, E minor. Etc, etc, etc..." ALL OF THEM in under 30 seconds. By memory. Eugh.
My lip hurts like a motherfucker. it's so wind burned and chapped. >:C
I miss my stupid friends that don't care about me. That means you, Johnny. How could you not know I have a car at my disposal and could meet you anywhere? Idiots...
PMS is taking me over and I feel like a monster.
I need to be able to say the circle of fifths (including key signatures, majors, and minors) in under 30 seconds by tomorrow. I'm fucked.
So I need to say, "no sharps, no flats, C major, A minor. One sharp, G major, E minor. Etc, etc, etc..." ALL OF THEM in under 30 seconds. By memory. Eugh.
My lip hurts like a motherfucker. it's so wind burned and chapped. >:C
I miss my stupid friends that don't care about me. That means you, Johnny. How could you not know I have a car at my disposal and could meet you anywhere? Idiots...