choices, choices...

.. .we make them everyday.

I can't write my essays, but I can plan tour in an evening. Thank you Krystin and Kealie for actually doing stuff. I tried to get away with not doing meetings this year. Doesn't work. People don't do shit unless you're on their ass about it all the time. Whatever, it'll happen, it'll be fine.

27 people signed up so far. Tour will be fabulous, and cheaper than last year. San Diego, here we come.

Haven't gotten results yet. Heard they've been counted, so maybe tomorrow? We'll see.

Still haven't gotten to my band director yet about conducting. Only a little bit scared.

I'm so glad I'm friends with certain people. Really does make my life. I hope they know.

Maybe I will do audition #2 this year. Here's to that.

Sometimes I think my choir director trusts me too much. And then he says stuff like "Ask Sue-Ting, maybe she can find you a bongo." Or "now that we have a lightboard, we can have blackouts." Fabulous. Time to learn how to use the darn thing.

Must buy paint. Tomorrow.

Need to stop doing everything for everything except for my classes. I can't wait until I get out of here. I really should just go into event planning with a specialization in arts events.

I should write my papers. I should learn how to write papers, then maybe I'll suck less at it.

I need to run.

I'm so excited about next year. I'm living with an adorable person, two hs friends are going to be two doors down, and another friend is possibly subletting there for a semester.

I'm so excited about this summer. Just working and doing nothing. Origami, books, friends, here I come.

Attempt # 1 at sleep. Wish me luck.