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Finals are coming up. I've been sitting here doing projects and tests online all day, and I just realized my brain is completely numb. I'm going for a 4.0 GPA, and I'm killing myself in the process. Plus I have to sing two difficult peices in front of the entire Northlake music department in a week, and I'm fucking terrified. If I can just get through this, I'll have five weeks to relax (sort of). Next semester, I'm only taking art history, english (the second part of it) private voice, piano and choir. Things seem a little hectic now. But then a little voice snaps me out of my dazed and confusedness. Elora comes in, singing "itsy bitsy spider" perfectly on key, and dancing around...it amazes me how accurate her pitch is. I wonder sometimes if she inherited it from me. It makes me feel good to think that I taught her how to sing, perhaps I've actually done something right for once.