my thoughts were so loud i couldn't hear my mouth
i miss my organ. that's all i want to do right now, practice every fucking thing i'm currently learning like 6 kajillion times. i finished writing my piano song for serious, save for one line somewhere in the b minor part. speaking of the second letter of the alphabet i got a b on my final invisible cuban paper. he said the language was better but the analysis was incomplete and not thorough enough. like i spent too much time writing about the beginning 100 pages of the book and then rushed towards the end. figures. i only read half of it. i'm not nocca material. i don't know how to read. something's wrong with my brain right now.