I left with a medal, a bag, a water bottle, a trophy, a certificate, and a sincere hatred of my dress and shoes. Other than that last part, I think that's pretty good for someone with my horrifyingly bad work ethic.
The depressing thing is that we still have a week of finals to go before we're done. Someone please get me out. I don't deserve this.
Anyway, after I got home, I went and played the piano in my mostly empty room like the
Side note-No, I hadn't heard them before. I was too busy with other awesome endeavors. No more obvious observations.
Anyway. I listened to a few of their songs, and this was my reaction:
In case the picture doesn't get my point across, that is my creepy/epic smile, which is reserved for the truly cool. I love finding stuff that justifies the making of this face.
Unrelatedly, here's a picture I found. Spain is being Spain while Romano acts all Romano.
Those who are confused should watch Hetalia. Such an awesome/confusing anime.
I had a dream last night that I was at the band room, but there was a zombie there and Sebastian from Black Butler (anime characters show up in my dreams a lot and act all casual about it) was apparently missing until he showed up and told everyone about a giant bee in a building/greenhouse. Then the zombie started chasing me and I ran up the stairs and there was a giant plant sitting there. This dream might have been less confusing had I not had to wake up then.
I am bored of writing things.
I will write again, my dearest.
No, not you.
-Xenon
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