Yay for 6:45am on a Sunday.

I want to kill the year 10's for having their College Sunday tomorrow.

And afterwards, GUESS WHAT?

Rehearsals.

Fucking joy.

42nd Street rehearsals are doing just fine, choir has the eisteddfod on Friday and our songs are beautiful, I saw Swan Lake on Saturday night and today is the first day in my not-depressingly-heavy-load-of-homework-week.

I feel that Jazz Hands are in order