The laughter, I mean.
Not other stuff.
Ew.
Soo ... yeah.
My life is infinitely better, thanks to my wonderful cello teacher. (Another cellist and I have decided he is God. So has
darkfox200.) Now, thanks to him, we are playing two relatively easy pieces. w00t. I am sooo happy. I don't even have to practice anymore!
However, that weird kid is still weird. He'll be gone next year. That makes the strings teacher happy. (Weird Kid makes him laugh. Teacher watched us practice today and laughed through the whole thing. I kept getting lost ... when the strings teacher laughs, I must too. It's an unwritten rule.)
Mandarin Day should be fun. Yay. Feel the excitement thrum through the air. (Or feel the sarcasm. Whichever you prefer.)
Ore no karubi!
Whee, I love that song.
And, Paku Romi rocks. Wheeeeee.
I feel like a squirrell.
Heh.
I.
Am.
Dead.
Tired.
[/end bad Gaara pun]
I was bored so I made funkay quiz-response-like things from one of I-chan's drawings I scanned onto my computer.
My description of them: "Beautiful drawings by I-chan, craptasticly outlined by yours truly."
Her description: " ... You're doing Orochimaru next, aren't you?" Why yes I am, you crazy psychic girl .. person .. thing ....
Um. I should write more but I suck. Can't think of anything. Dying.
Oh yeah. 30hr famine. Fun.
I'm voluntarily giving up eating for thirty straight hours. I'm officially insane.
But I guess it's good that I signed up, because I managed to raise the most money in our grade. HAHAHAHAHA, ph33r mah mad money-pwnzing skillz!!!!
..... where's my straightjacket again?
~kK
PS: My icon still pwns you and yours. Boo-yah.