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Upon reflection, Im very surprised that the last entry made even some semblance of sense and I managed to upload and resize pictures while completely drunk at 3 oclock in the morning. I overslept this morning, missed my music theory class, sang a French aria in my 9am class (god, so early), dozed off in my vocal performance seminar only to dream about bagels, cream cheese, and firemen, yelled something dirty in Italian at an inopportune moment, played the worlds worst rendition of Chopins nocturne in c minor ever to grace this world, spent an hour laying on the floor relearning how to breathe today, was fitted for a corset-like contraption /stage costume which made me look vaguely like a trollop with frills and scalloped edges, and went to my math class over at the nerdy school so that the before mentioned male, uber-geeks could stare at me in bewilderment. My room is beginning to resemble a funeral home as I have six (SIX! What is this decadence?!) dozen roses, in various stages of disarray, sitting around on every available surface.