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I am watching an Andre Rieu concert recorded in Vienna and it is amazing. I would give anything to see him live. He makes me wish I was a better player so that I could be in his orchestra. It's such a comfort to hear him speak as well, though it makes me a bit homesick. And...he's not entirely unpleasant to look at, either. -
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I get to sing a solo in the Christmas programme.
Tante says that she's very proud of me and it's very strange to hear that. I don't think I'll ever get used to it, really.
Also, this is an amazing song, it makes me all fluttery inside to hear it. And it was free, which is always a good thing, I think. -
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I can't seem to sleep, as much as I try. Perhaps If I stop trying, I will. I'm not sure, at this point. Either way, I am quite tired.
Soon it will be Thanksgiving, and I've never celebrated. Tante says that I must make pies, so I suppose that I must. At least there is a school holiday involved.
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Practice is going well. Much better than I anticipated. I took a spill today, but it wasn't too bad of one. I have to say that it's a nice change, being told that I'm doing something right when it comes to athletics. I don't want to say that I'm proud, but it does make me feel nice.
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He pushed me into the lockers yesterday.
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Tante showed me this thing about the 'Taurus Child'...I suppose some of it sounds right.
I also seem to have forgotten to do my history homework. Hm. -
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Apparently what is "not very good" at home is "really quite good" here. In other words, I made the team. They're going to try me at outside midfielder, which is a position I do have some experience with, so it should be fine. Tante is taking me to dinner in celebration. I'm absurdly pleased. -
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Try-outs went better than I expected, though I still doubt I will get a position. But we will see ( Read more... ) -
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Try-outs are after school. I'm not nearly as nervous as I thought I would be. I suppose it's because it's something that doesn't really matter to me one way or another. I'm only trying out on a whim, after all. I probably won't be good enough for a position on the team and that's all right with me. If I am good enough, that's all right too. I'll ( Read more... ) -
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They are having try-outs for the soccer team on Friday. I'm thinking of trying out. I'm not a very good player, but I don't see that there would be any harm in it. And perhaps, if I get a place on the team, I won't have to have gym with that boy. He's becoming very tiresome. And it would be something to keep my mind off of things. Perhaps if I keep ( Read more... )