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Nov. 11th, 2006 04:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chu_totorolalala I am screwed for cello. Going to have to practise 1-2 hours a day now at least, from now to next Saturday, if I want to save myself.
My teacher has no patience. There is no chance of me slipping by until Thanksgiving weekend to make it up. If I don't have it DOWN and PERFECT by next Sat it shall be trashed. T__T and she will revert me to student pieces. No second chances wtf.
ehehe soooo screwed. --;;
why DOES everything have to be in November?
0056 edit: We went to see grandpa today. He had prostate surgery a while ago. He was a lot better than I anticipated, and v. amusing. He started telling me all these war stories from his youth... he had a really tough life, apparently. Orphaned v. young (he once broke four of his fingers at the same time in a tussle with his brother oO;;) and joined the army at 16... horrible horrible army stories, and the time he almost died from the plague and was put amongst dead bodies and should've died but didn't. 16 to 20. Only four years, but wtf scary four years.
yeah. he kept going on about how he ought just to die now, he's in his 80s, there's nothing left worth living for... I don't think he means it too seriously though. half-seriously, maybe. his mind's surprisingly lucid for his age.
Grandma kept trying to feed us, as usual. She insists I look too gaunt (wtf?).
...my brain is shutting down. I feel like a zombie.
0150 edit: dude, my brain got like a reviving spurt. but it's going to die again soon.
ahahahah the later I stay up, the more people drop off AIM, until all the people left online and active (not away/idle) are... SHS seniors! or more like, ex-SHS alumni.
this randomly amuses me. I think it proves that I should go to bed now.
My teacher has no patience. There is no chance of me slipping by until Thanksgiving weekend to make it up. If I don't have it DOWN and PERFECT by next Sat it shall be trashed. T__T and she will revert me to student pieces. No second chances wtf.
ehehe soooo screwed. --;;
why DOES everything have to be in November?
0056 edit: We went to see grandpa today. He had prostate surgery a while ago. He was a lot better than I anticipated, and v. amusing. He started telling me all these war stories from his youth... he had a really tough life, apparently. Orphaned v. young (he once broke four of his fingers at the same time in a tussle with his brother oO;;) and joined the army at 16... horrible horrible army stories, and the time he almost died from the plague and was put amongst dead bodies and should've died but didn't. 16 to 20. Only four years, but wtf scary four years.
yeah. he kept going on about how he ought just to die now, he's in his 80s, there's nothing left worth living for... I don't think he means it too seriously though. half-seriously, maybe. his mind's surprisingly lucid for his age.
Grandma kept trying to feed us, as usual. She insists I look too gaunt (wtf?).
...my brain is shutting down. I feel like a zombie.
0150 edit: dude, my brain got like a reviving spurt. but it's going to die again soon.
ahahahah the later I stay up, the more people drop off AIM, until all the people left online and active (not away/idle) are... SHS seniors! or more like, ex-SHS alumni.
this randomly amuses me. I think it proves that I should go to bed now.
