So I clicked on a SnorgTees ad yesterday on Facebook. While browsing, I found many geekout-worthy tees, but none quite as cool as this one:

I'll Be Bach

I seriously want to wear that on the first day of classes. I could put it with some nice black pants and a jacket... That way my students will know on the very first day that I am special!! :-D

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¡Tengo mi grado! Realmente, mis padres lo tienen. ¡Pero es el mío! ~ I have my degree!!! Actually, my parents have it. But it's mine!

This bilingual annoucement was brought to you by the number 4, the letter R, the Sears Roebuck Foundation, and viewers like you.

(Anyone notice the new avatar in the previous entry?)

My back aches, on one side. It's like a toothache (dull, but annoying).

( End of school drama. )

Okay, wow. I was having a really shitty day. But this made it better: Engrish.com. For a definition of Engrish, check out Wikipedia's explanation. I stumbled upon it while Googling "All Your Base Are Belong To UsI can't remember if I mentioned this or not, but I think I'm sick. Yay. My recital is in 6 days and 21.5 hours and I'm sick. Haven't ( Read more... )

So things and shtuff have happened. I'm at the music library right now, trying to work on my recital paper. This shouldn't be as difficult as it is. I'm sitting here, with all this information in front of me (with a bunch more swimming around in my head), and I can't type. In fact, the harder I try to get my thoughts out, the sicker I feel. I'm ( Read more... )

I hate my subconscious/brain/whatever it is that creates dreams. I hate waking up because, as I've mentioned before, my dreams are sooooo realistic that it takes a while when I wake up for me to realize that all the stuff I just experienced didn't really happen ( Read more... )

( My feelings right now. )