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I have developed a comprehensive theory on my moods and how they come about, but I don't have time to write about it atm because I really need to get to bed and wake up early and make up for the practice time which I spent at Jazz Cabaret (because I decided, after much debating, that nothing is worth missing the last Jazz Cabaret of my high school life, and so I'd just go for, you know, an hour, and then of course I stayed far longer than I meant to) and then just. get this bloody panel over with. I don't expect to pass anyway; I had the potential to pass if I worked really, really, really hard, but that was at too high a cost to everything else, and maybe part of that was also bad judgment on my part on some things of late (esp last last week), but IN ANY CASE it's all irrelevant now. I shall stop babbling and haul my butt off to bed, because, oh joy, we're losing an hour tonight which means I have to get up even earlier than anticipated, grahhh.