drained

yeah this week was sooo draining..all the assignments, groupwork, projects, rehearsals..everything. and to culminate the draining week, this weekend we have a lot to do, and for monday a lot is due. it was so draining, i swear. tiring. like when i came home i just ate tapos i just slept. bumagsak baga. i should be doing my homework right now but i'm not really in the mood to do so...

i woke up to an awfully nice surprise.

i love enchanted kingdom :D they finally paid me for the recording job thing!! it's so exciting, it's the first cheque adressed to me. haha. and they pay big. for 30 minutes in a recording studio perfecting a commercial, they paid highly. it's seven times the oreo commercial and 3 and a half times more than sunglo. haha, i love the ek wizard already. it's not even the amount, more like a sense of achievement, that it was worth something and that it was probably one of the first big things. it helped a lot in consoling me for this sad weekend.

i'm excited for tomorrow.

our outreach was hella fun this week. kinda sad, but still fun anyway. the outreach proper was sad but being with the lansangan kids felt warm all over. they weren't your epitome of good kids, one's evem klepto :( but i guess that's what poverty does to people.

i love tenderizing meat. i swear it's the best outlet on anger. you hammer on thick raw meat and then it bleeds and it makes loud sounds that ill the room. your imagination shall work when you tenderize meat. i sadly dented the meat tray a lot though and there was a piece of meat that got too tender.

what else...(sorry i'm sabaw and i dont want to do the music math history timeline or the pani and cle sheet) i'm continuing my prayers on..something. lately i've been too aloof in class. sad.
oh yeah when it's lunchtime and you look under the counter benches it's such a cool sight i promise. and i'm addicted to the seven eleven lollipops now. and i'm too addicted with tropicana.

okay so on monday i have three projects due, one long test. one really loooooooong test. on fallacies. then i have to read 3 more chapters on world history which is approx 36 pages of small font and note taking, i have to do our project on the elective and i have to study the 5 page glossary on cooking terms and i have to read around 6 chapters of pure noli sadness. and my planner's filled. next week we'll have at least 1 long test per day and a lot of quizzes and more projects. happy birthday to me. darn.

(3s i uploaded your pics in multiply already so those who need their pictures for the outreach output get it there, im sorry i can't print it for you)

csi season finale

yes that made my day. that and my history long test result. anyway, things have been kind of routine-ish lately. i'm kinda getting used to it, and even if it's boring and even if i don't really like to live the same way everyday. i mean what if i died today? if i died today, i'd be dying doing geometry or something. it would be sad. but it gets my grades higher. it's just not carpe diem. and it feels as if my life's not lived well enough or something. but oh well..realizing that some things you just have to do.

i am dreading monday. excited for saturdays though. :D bitin.

and i kinda hate myself for doodling in class again. it's a bad (?) habit i have to get rid of. i don't know if it's bad because i had a lot of fun when i was going through my old doodles from last year. gets me kinda nostalgic. hahahahaha ewaaaan i feel so old because i'm going to be fifteen..i don't have any excuse to act immature. seriously, acting immature is the best. ugh it feels so old but i guess i have to live with that which is both sad and happy at the same time. sometimes i wish i could stay fourteen forever (not that it would make any difference now but i know it will sometime soon). it must be my peter pan syndrome. haha. this is sad...

time can fly but i know someone who has the ability of doing the complete opposite. trust me she can make thirty minutes seem like an eternity you'd want to die in the process. no one does this better. first quarter's almost over.

badtrip. of all the sections why did it have to be the one. aaaaack. what tough luck..i'd rather not..

anyway i want to study noli me tangere and grammar. want. haha. 2 am doesn't seem such a bad bedtime. it was because i stayed up for csi. quentin tarantino acts as if he directs to annoy people. he's still cool though, he just chose such a big outlet for annoying others.

if only

today sucked. i mean genuinely. i'm tring to enjoy the last few days of my fourteenhood. when i'm fifteen i sadly can't be immature. haha. but i'll be a kid at heart. anyway, planning for the soiree yesterday was fun. FINALLY got out of the house. and then i saw if only with my mom. it was fun. i LOVED the movie. i want to feel that way. and i learned a lot. carpe diem application. it was really meaningful. watch it! haha.

i am dreading next week.

anyway i have tons of homework. so yeah. another one of the wher hana wallflower pix ;) haha the first one i got a hold of actually.

rude awakening

"binabasura ng iba ang siyang pinapangarap ko"

hirap nga naman. we take so much for granted these days. this will probably be my most vulnerable if not, my most truthful post. i realized something meaningful when i turned the pc off but i have to write this down.

writing this will hurt, it will be giving out one of the secret parts of me that no one actually knows i guess. anyway. i realized how lucky i am. (i swore to write this in filipino but..) i realized how wrong i've been, how wrong i am, always taking what i have for granted, which is probably why i am so..driven. or something.

i start asking why. why did i overlook the obvious? why did he leave? why'd he die? why am i so restless? why am i staying up to write this? why do i get irritated on being told what to do in things i contradict? why am i staying up til one to wait? why is our country this way? why is atoy so mabaho? joke lang yun. why am i so short tempered? why do i miss some..people? why? doooo yooou always dooo this toohoo mee?

and i realized how much of a hider i am. how i talk so much but i don't really make sense, in good efforts to mask the tremor inside my mind. how the guidance said i'm a complete introvert, and people who saw got shocked, and i knew that i was, i just always babble about things that are senseless. events, not feelings. how people tell me i have nothing to hide and how i think about that. it's weird how this suddenly came to me tonight. must be part of the night high i get. i just feel lucky. and i started thinking that.

i'm lucky that

-i know who my true friends are
-i am literate
-my family is neither rich rich or poor, so i know how to budget
-my parents are separated instead of fighting
-i have my mom
-ate inday cleaned my closet kanina
-i don't live in smokey mountain
-i have a complete body
-i study in a school that allows people to be themselves whether other schools insult it. i am lucky that we don't try hard to fit in (just sometimes) and that kulasas aren't hypocrites and diverse
-i can keep secrets
-i study (thus making me guilty of my ugly grades)
-my body is not giving up on me even if i am too busy
-i don't have to attend soirees for the main reason of it
-i have different sets of friends
-i have KATHA and MISSY
-i get to help out in the outreach
-i realized i have blessings
-i'm maturing, and not fretting over things i can't have
-my mom's helping me pay for my digicam
-i am in the high school glee club
-i am in the REC
-my mom knows what's best for me, and listens to what i think is what's best for me
-i am simple (yes i am proud of this, i can commute, cross the road [haha], i can mud crawl, i don't care about getting dirtied, i can survive camping trips, i don't have to wear minis to feel sexy, i don't wear make up or stillettos, i don't complain about things like...secret :D and i don't care about things like breaking a nail, my most maarte thing is probably the way i speak)
-i can hide a lot of things
-i am surrounded by beautiful and DIVERSE people
-i can be content when i choose to
-i can cry on my own
-i live near st scho
-i have few close friends
-i have enough self control
-we made a pact
-i can speak tagalog and english
-i had a miracle operation in terms of my eyesight
-i am feeling quite content now
-God never gave limitations to my dreams

it feels good to feel good about self. it's hard to count blessings. i guess i just had an eye opener a while ago andi'm not going to write that down.

this may not mean anything to you but it means everything to me right now

the weather is bad

not only is it bad, it's very mean..i was on my way home, it was quite sunny. then it started raining. HARD. so i got drenched in water (parang basang sisiw ika nga). luckily i caught up with one of my batchmates so we were able to stay under a small roof extension much like an aqueduct. so we had a small shelter-ish place like that. then the wind had to blow in our direction so we got wet in dirty water as well. so we decided to go to the nearby building. luckily rhijean still had her wits to look for a telephone so we could call my home and ask for umbrellas. i was just thinking of my planner and my notebooks and my clearbook, which are now all WET. (and i try so hard to keep them neat, now the pages are curled)..and of my chin which was quavering already..nonetheless it was an adventure. i immediately showered when i got home. and i'm still feeling bad about my wet notebooks.

so anyway other than that today was quite okay, the social test which we studied hard for was hard also, and i'm scared for tomorrow..we have A LOT due, not to mention rehearsals in school til 7 then new voice till 9 then luckily just a few things due for wednesday. i'd still be able to sleep around 12:30 or something. still, i am in need of luck. this is what katha and i were talking about. we have 3 or 4 soiree invites and yet none are being planned for yet, and we haven't said yes yet because we're all fretting about school. this year is worth our social lives and life life itself. but it'll pay off sometime. i hope. tomorrow's our gallery trip and i'm a little excited for that too, our first official rec trip.

things pending, due tomorrow: research on apollo and daphne, homeroom assignment on goal setting and sadly the parent daughter paper, study for our important music quiz, transcribe salve regina from modern notes to today note, math on parallelism and the 1/2 crosswise thing, speech houses, research on love is a fallacy.

learnings

i always try to see what i've learned. i don't usually write my learnings as they usually contain perdonal events. oh well it's my blog i can post my crap here.. isn't that marvelous? anywho, this week i'm learning to appreciate the way things are. like, i'm learning to accept the way i am, my life. i guess this is a part of growing up. for instance, there is one girl whom i have envied since eversince. she's pretty, well off, talented, heartthrob, the it girl. then yesterday when fille and judy were here, they told me that she had to be operated on because she had a tumor in her brain. so naturally, she has to lose all her hair, she has to stay inactive, she's sick..and i suddenly feel lucky. and i guess that's how life goes, there will always be someone better and worse than you. i know, this line has been going around for ages, and it materialized just now. i had a date with my mom and yeah, it was fun. i learn a lot from those, it's always refreshing when we actually get to talk to eachother. anyway.

lunacy fringe

Wake up
My love
Never thought you'd make me, break me
Now I'm up from below
Such a brilliant star you are

And will your love keep burning baby
Burn a hole right through my eyes
All these short times feel like no time
I thought you ought to know

I'm so far gone now I been running on empty
I'm so far gone now
Do you wanna take me on?

Do, Do you, Do you know?
Do you know how long I've waited?
To look up from below,
Just to find someone like you?
And will your love light burn me baby?
Burn a hole right through my heart
I think I might just trust you, maybe
But I'm not sure
I'm not sure I wanna know

I'm so far gone now I been running on empty
I'm so far gone now
Do you wanna take me on?

I'm so far gone now I been running on empty
I'm so far gone now
Do you wanna take me on?

Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
I think you could make me girl
Could make me and take my life
I know you could break me boy
Take all of me
All of me, yeah hey

Wake up
My love
Never thought you'd make me, break me
Now I'm up from below
Such a brilliant star you are

I'm so far gone now I been running on empty
I'm so far gone now
Do you wanna take me on?


this song is addicting. anywhoo. i feel sad that my grandma has to use a walking stick to help her walk. it's sad. it's raining and i love it but it's annoying that it had to rain hard the time that we didn't have classes already. sad. oh well. i wrote down all my thoughts. the important ones anyway. it was fun.

adventures

we had a mass with cory aquino she's helping me paint the world yellow which is a good thing. i don't rightly know what to make of politics..it feels so ignorant to not have a stand but i can't see a win situation anywhere. i have never ever ever felt that close to politics before since dinky soliman was there too and another secretary. they gave talks..well, speeches. it was weird, seeing our country this way which is quite okay, in the course of a lifetime there's an adventure.

lunchtime panicking because we thought no one bought crap for today but someone did so i lived again when i nearly died of not being calm at all.

a nun taught our music class. it felt weird..she was so..cute. she spoke weirdly..aliw accent. that's how it must've felt when the majority of the teachers were nuns. i've only had teacher nuns four times before..hmm..

then there was a call on the PA system.

"girls, we have an important announcement" everyone looks funny, fingers crossed, legs crossed, eyes closed, face in a fringe. some squeeszing hands.
"there will be NO CLASSES tomorrow due to...." everyone explodes as if they released their energies from scrunching, squeezing and crossing. mr. arellano pauses to let us settle down. "thank you"

then elective time. cooking salad sucked. personally, i don't think that the system of our elective is working at all. our teacher should give out recipes or recipes to choose from. we joined the elective to learn how to cook, and frankly, if they don't give out recipes, we cook what we already know. then we get reprimanded for overspending. it's hard, because we really don't know what to do sometimes. i think they should be teaching us to some extent. darn.

after that it was late and i was tired already because there were a lot of in between stuff that happenned also. so cham and i were supposed to go but there were rehearsals pala in kuniberta hall. so we went to kuni to practice for the centennial year launching. GET THIS. i'm beside ms galan for the show. so i'm dancing and singing beside her, and i hear her singing. it's fun!! seeing the teachers onstage is a thrill. especially your health teacher for 3 years in a row. and seeing sir cabrias sing. tita eggy still the best though. i love our teachers. :D and ms magbanua, the first teacher who believed in me..

so after that cham treated me home again for the nth time. and yes it was a beautiful day.

i caught fire

really. i extinguished the demo fire in school.

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today was such... nobody was listening to our math teacher much. people were just staring. i went to school in the morning and i was sitting in the counters by ella who was talking about sad things while everyone was telling her..more things. it was funny with a dark undertone. surreal. and the pani test came and went. and the whole day i caught fire stuck was in my head..

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such a brilliant star you are.

thank you family for being so supportive of me and thinking that i am anorexic

seriously. it isn't my fault that i come home late, wake up late, eat breakfast during recess, lunch during lunch and dinner at merienda and be full after 6 o clock. occasional midnight snacks here and there. i'm not anorexic, they just don't see me eating. my mood changes. i'm happy why can't you want that for me i don't care i shouldn't but it's hard to not let that bother you and eventually it won't.

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so anyway, i'm done with the things i'm supposed to do which is a happy thing i don't get frazzled nor dazed in school and i don't die so much anymore and i don't feel so distant from the world that is school. seriously, ever since summer stopped my world starts to revolve in school which is a good thing partly, just 2 years of not getting my mind off things and being ignorant should be worth it in the long run. i also have a hangover in social, it's uncanny, how the romans' downfall seems to match our country's. it's sad, a part of me just says ignorance is bliss and the other part keeps quiet.

blahblahblah. i'm too lazy to reiterate my day.

isn't it strange how sometimes your whole day kinda sucks and just a glimpse of something makes it all better?

random crap

i'm finally done doing all my homework for the week, the ones given last week. i crammed it today, but technically, it isn't cramming because it isn't due tomorrow, so hooray for me!! i feel a little proud of myself for that.

i finally applied for hermes' position, it was hella fun. i'm actually loving schoolwork. i like that. the worksheet was difficult. it took the longest, around 2 hours just getting it. i did around 8 hours of schoolwork today. not counting the breaks. i think. basta after mass, i just did school stuff till around 9:30. man.

we watched the concert of the madrigal singers and it was good. bonding kami ni diana finally!!

i'm currently listening to sugarfree, and i text their manager a while ago. they told me to call tomorrow, and i'm excited already. just for one call. i love their songs. weird thing happenned today also.

today just came and went. strange how it did, since i predicted this day would truly suck and that i would die but it was okay i did all my homework and it's strange how a thought can drive you to strive for that one thing you want. and i guess this was how it happenned. whole day of nothing but work, even stranger how weird it felt that i forgot all about it and all.

anywho, my body parts truly hurt. haha esp my back. but it's okay dance class was still fun even if it as truly difficult since i am so horrible at it but it's okay. the disability orientation was fun even if half of the time i was talking to rosem, i miss the old days in third grade when we were bestfriends, it was fun.

i miss being a kid maybe i have peter pan syndrome or something it's difficult to have that syndrome because you're dwelling on the way you lived before and that way you aren't really moving forward or getting on with life. so i'll abandon my peter pan dreams and take lola hood a day at a time ;)

school blues

our id's have microchips and hidden antennas in them. how cool and tech-y and geeky is that? kulang nalang two way radio at intercom. otherwise it's kinda fun saying that our id has a hidden microchip in it. and we found its location. super aliw.

then we had our first or second (well first complete-ish) prom core meeting. it got me psyched for the day. all the suggestions being put together..permanently moved. (YEY.) i'm going to conduct a survey for bands soon. maybe next week. major band choices are sugarfree, orange&lemons, bloomfields, cambio, imago, bamboo and the like..just light opm alternative and not hard core, the first three being the as much as possible ones. then i'll probly ask batch bands and gc and kapatid members..the other alternative is a dj. one of the two because we're trying to cut expenses. this is so cool. (my happiness is shallow)

and i kinda like my test score in chem. :D except for the careless mistakes.

then missy and katha came over and it was fun, we're finally getting the old days back.

tomorrow's a loooong day. school in the am then class in the afternoon then watch the UP MADRIGALS at night. exciting.

okay so i have to do my creative longtest!! i want to apply for apollo i think. or hermes.

this'll be fun. oh and pics of today's happy memory are at my multiply. :D

school's such a berserk world. specially now that we're in high school. it's flippo.

teengs

okay, so random things for the week..good and bad.

good:
-lead morning praise, it was good accdg to our teachers
-application form for god in mount olympus for our project..fun
-dance classes saturday
-perfect scores in our patrol. (go jedi.)
-very weird lunchtime of continuous jokes which felt really really weird. really.
-succesful ms abiog talk. i think.
-no specifically panicky moments (omg i left my folder!)
-crunches so no cramps, twice the win
-katha and missy
-ms cruz's class phenomena
-hearing mass (wait, i wasn't really hearing mass. i wasn't really listening but i was in church 4 times this week already just to tell God stories. i appreciate the chapel's quietness. focus for the day)
-it just happens like the way they said it would.
-prom meeting tomorrow
-and stay over
-second auditions
-i reread all the letters of my classmates since first year. nostalgia.
-the pulutong crud is funner than expected.
-walking home in the rain. seriously it was fun. and the good thing is i'm not sick! eating healthily has its benefits. yeah righttt.

bad stuff.

i can't think of anything worse that has happenned to me besides the higad attack (literally. there were baby catterpillars about the size of a pinky nail, there were around 8 on my bag [which is now dirty because we stepped on it upon seeing these hideous creatures, small and itchy as they were] exactly 4 on my skirt, one in my shin, and about 6 more in my clearbook. sheesh.) they exterminated them, but it was raining. a lot of others were affected too, and they were red. that day was pretty sucky.

other than that, the countdown, my math longtest score, anddddd preparing for cc. hell. and the other night too.

i think i'm applying to replace hermes in mount olympus. :D i want to be the messenger dude. oh and we have to make our mtv's. that'd be so much fun. i sound so ladeedah today. it must be because it's early morning.

thank God it's friday. the eighth. wait. i should be waiting for friday to be over. chem longtest. i kinda studied, just the apparatus left. thirty eight of them.

i'm loving greek mythology. geek. but i still have to study because my grades are still near to mediocre. and i'm still cramming, sort of. i can't get it off my system. i love school though. even if the student body was quarantined because of the event. were we that atrocious?

i'm beginning to love mornings. must be sugar ray.

5 hours of sleep seems like just two when summer leaves. i miss 10 hours sleep but i don't particularly miss the oh so lazy days when i'd want to check myself in at the mental ward just for fun.

winnings

okay so today wasn't really the best day of my life or anything but i like the fact that it was quite meaningful.

i heard mass in the morning then danielle and i went to the counters and then we spent time with the other people in there that morning. so yeas school was school as always. another bland day.

then in the afternoon we had our outreach orientation and i realized the weight of my decision. the values. the things we'd have and had to go through. still everything's challenging. and that picture of a little kid tying his shoelaces with the caption "Win the little victories" was stuck in my head. i'm always afraid that i'm not winning anything that i don't even challenge myself to do. i try.

and i try to not think about that which bothers me now but i guess it's inevitable not to. i won't rant about sad stuff anymore.

voice with nelson. i have to work on a lot of stuff. i was croaking and he made me sing. hich is cool.

tomorrow's our geom long test. i hope i get things right. i didn't study much actually. today mostly, i talked to God about things and i'm almost certain that He told me that i can do this. ;p i read the e mail about andoy. and i believe in it. i have to really count my blessings however cheesy it may sound.

i can't sleep. my friend was right. i still don't know what to feel.

thoughts are running in my head like a stream of things i can't keep track of.

(i'm sorry that this post is so incoherent)

place.

okay enough about my futile rants about the crap i've been going through... i just realized that things won't make sense that way. i mean, i have known that, but sometimes emotion takes over (much like the socrates theory of life directed by reason and not emotion, but sir isidro was correct in saying that this doesn't always have to apply [sorry i have a hangover, history was our last period today]) and you lose yourself. it's like going into a trance of irresolute thoughts. anyway i'll just concentrate on the good stuff, like what bro obet said in his talk in the feast the other day. so yeah, our morning praise was succesful...the teachers commended us. too bad my resp psalm was soft raw but it's okay you'll never always get it right. i feel as if i'm becoming such a..wrong..person. i remember all the wrong things. but i guess i can use that as motivation of some sort to drive me. anyway, as the days go by the past is coming back, missy, katha and i, we're getting close again which is good...what else. can't think of anything anymore so yeah, i'm trying to be thankful so i'm going with dane and jopo and whoever else everyday to go to 6am mass then we can spend the remaining time..uhh..studying i guess. either way it's nice. even if i don't believe in some of the catholic church's belief's i want to hear mass just so i can be with god, have a solemn place everyday. to help me focus also. so yeah i'll be waking up at 5:30 na!! so that's it.

bad things always happen when you wake up 3am because of your period. and you can't get back to sleep and you have classes at 6:30. after that my views get all lopsided, all negative..you take things as criticism, you see only the test in which you got a low score and not the one you perfected or almost did. you compare your low scores to your bestfriend's high one. you see only all the homework you have to do, the things you're obliged to and not the ones you've been waiting for. i hate negative energy and i hate the way i have to keep it to myself, the way i'm scared of telling people the way i really feel because i'm afraid it'll be a burden for them. i can't even tell my bestfriends. what kind of screwed up ideal is that? you're supposed to tell your friends. not the draft section of your blog, or the piece of pad paper in chem with the stupid poem and tranced words.. or your labrador. or even your mom. i mean wtf. whatever happenned 6 or seven months ago should be a memory right? right? so why isn't it? well it is, sorta. i guess togs was right, things like that won't go away, it can but there'll be that space or spot however cheesy that may sound, the one that gives you goosebumps still. shivers up your spine. it's a sick cycle and you have to hope it gets into that 645 degree angle that we were talking about before. okay whatever i'm talking about has evolved from waking up 3am to the past. my gawd.

raging hormones. my. excuse. for being this way. sometimes. i wish i could use that reason forever so i don't have to grow up too much.

stark

feeling weirdly toward whatever i am feeling. i wasn't happy nor was i sad when i woke up. i had strange dreams about backstabbing in churches and being thrown red ants for doing so and then being fed hosts from a machine. and the hosts were coins that people ate.

then i wasn't happy nor was i sad in going to the hospital. i wouldn't have minded staying at home but i didn't want to either. i wasn't particularly enthused to go to company class but i wasn't reluctant either. i wasn't hungry but i needed food. when in nelson's, i wasn't excited nor was i bored. in class i didn't really genuinely laugh when they were doing so, nor was i annoyed at the jokes. i didn't feel vain nor did i feel ugly. i was sleeping but i wasn't sleepy either. i missed a call, i wasn't particularly sad nor was i thanking goodness that i missed it. i got complements for things and i wasn'r happy receiving them but i didn't really mind either. i went home and didn't eat because i wasn't hungry but i wasn't really full either. i took pictures of things but it didn't get the emotions out of me. listened to music, i didn't really like it but i didn't not like it either.

i was just sitting there (not literally okay). i was just EXISTING and not living. it wasn't a happy feeling nor was it awful. well maybe it was. desireless today. if this was how the buddhists wanted to feel then it is a horrible feeling to not be feeling anything. to not dream about things you want to achieve. or not celebrating inside when you get to do something good. it's living in mediocrity. and if this goes on, i'll be put in a mental asylum very soon. what's going on?

the thng is, i know how i'm supposed to feel. but i didn't feel that way. and if i did, it wasn't real. i know this is supposed to feel awful but i don't particularly feel awful in my gut.

i kinda hate it when my relatives force me to kiss other relatives. and force me to do so in a loud and angry manner. i mean that would make the person involved feel sad that the sign of respect was forced. ugh. and besides, in the real world it is very hypocitous to show signs of "respect" or "love" to people that you don't. wtf.

club fair today. i had three jobs. the first thing i did was interview. man it was fun. and funny. there was one girl who said "i will sacrifice myself for the glee club." i won't say all the wrong stuff because it's against school rules and it's under bullying. whatever happenned to freedom of speech? haha kidding. there was a variety of auditionees. there were people who cried, there were people who were at the verge of tears when i contradicted what they said (it's part of the tradition to be mataray on club fair right? i hope so, and i hope i wasn't too harsh.) and of course the matino people. we ended after 4 or 5 hours. whew. then we have the second audition coming up soon.

then we practiced for monday's morning praise headed by us. it's scary because we're gonna be the first class to head it this year. i'm scared too because i'm going to sing part of the psalm, and it's quite high and that's morning so i guess i have to wake up earlier.


glee club. i took this so naturally im not in here. :D