Crying night

After an “emotionally-charged day” *rolls eyes*, the after school time was pretty cool. Drama was the usual stuff, and I got all of my homework done…except Genetics, of course, but that’s what 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th hour, and lunch are for. 🙂 And I had my first lesson. Sarah is very, very cool. I was super nervous at first and spazzed out about the C and G major scale, scale-thirds, arpeggio, and chromatic, but after that, I calmed down. Blew her away with my sightreading. 🙂 Take THAT, triplets! 🙂 Dude, that fucking kicked ass. I didn’t mess up ONCE. Until you’ve done that, you don’t know how cool it is. And it was HARD. 6 straight measure of triplets, no breathing, at 80 on the met. Yes! 🙂 Okay, enough of that. Hung out with Naomi during the last bit of the soccer game, then came home and dinked around. Went over to Mitch’s and we went to the end of Columbia to take some pictures of the moon. And the crying night started…and didn’t end for a while. But it did, eventually, and on a good note. So “all is right with the world.”

Uh-huh. Whatever…