early dawning

mood: better
music: a ridiculous amount of stillness
CPCetc: whilst no longer ill, i still feel vaguely sickly...

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I have officially rocked my own socks. This morning was Jesus morning, as one would expect. I spent it with JPalm, drinking tea and making fun of his housemate's sense of 'style'. Then I walked over to St Matt's for handbell choir, which I ruddy sucked at. Strange how Jesus is so much less forboding when you've been saying 'fuck' for the past two hours.

I'm due to work on Orchescheiβ with Christie this afternoon. We have to finish choreographing our piece. We're showing on Tuesday. I might just cry. But fun times with Christie are always fun and that's what I'm counting on. As for the rest of today, I have to go renew my dishonest-fruit card, work on American History homework (*grumbles incoherently*), review vocab and phone up the Taiga-y Paiga. I also need to get in touch with Patti somehow. I've found the perfect place for the Tea Shoppe! I just have to convince her that I'm right.

It's been a relatively lovely weekend, all things considered. So school tomorrow is going to suck like nothing else can. Damn it all. Skool is sooper stoopit.

13 more days! OMG!