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Thursday, March 19, 2009, 9:26 PM

Shucks, 
Audition's tmr why am I still blogging?

Life has been getting increasingly mundane.
Wake up, Choir, Go home, Do homework, Sleep
This cycle repeats itself):

I'm quite convinced I'm tone deaf.
Goodness me, what am I doing in the Choir?