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This weekend blew chunks. Fat chunky chunks.
Why, you ask?
I shall tell you!
I learned so much about people that I held in high regard. People who I thought were genuine and good turned out to be total douche bags. Sex-craved douchy douches. I..
Sure. Crave sex. It's a crave-worthy thing. But don't do it with someone while you're dating someone else. Don't even hint at it.
Maybe I'm just a little biased and jaded in the subject of infidelity. Who the fuck knows.
My friend got beat up yesterday.
I felt sick all day. And today.
It's horrible because I work with one of the sex-craved douches almost 24 hours a day, and I work with all the others almost every evening. I can't look at any of them without thinking "SCUMMY DOUCHE BAG SHITHEADS"
hahahhahah.
oh my.
In other news, the Mozart Requiem was AMAZING. FUCKING GORGEOUS. Johane totally stole the fucking show. I have never, ever cried at a local musical performance but for some reason I just bawled. So did the girl next to me. It was magical! Yay Mozart!! Yay Johane!!
I feel good about singing. High C's are no big deal anymore, and Garry told me I have a big voice and that I have to deal with it. He also told me that my voice is very flutey, and that I need to get over that. It was a frustrating coaching, but it was well worth it. For the first time in a while I'm excited to be in a transitional stage.