Only a week left of classes.
Only 12 days til I’m home.
Today I have my recital. I wanted to wait and sing next week, but Christine said “You can handle it”. So I’m singing. But it’s not a regular recital… It is a split recital. Upperclassmen in Workman, underclassmen in Fowler… which means I have to sing twice within the same hour. Josh has to do it too… but trumpet. And he isn’t feeling well either and he isn’t happy about having to do it twice.
mEh. I just want to get all these papers and finals and recitals and juries out of the way so I can go home and clean my house and make money (or try to), and hang out with my family and friends. Oh and take summer classes… ew.
Ugh. I still don;t know if I want to work 2 jobs. I want to have a life.
