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___my youtube__... My novel 2004.. My novel 2006.. My novel 2008.. (diaryland) April 29, 2006 - 12:02 p.m. OK, so now I practically cried in class yesterday because I fucked up my Chopin study in front of everyone. It was so embarrassing. I knew shit was going to go down as soon as I played the first note, which, incidentally was a single solitary C. Here I was, sitting in front of a zillion-dollar Steinway, which was trying to be nice to me, and my single solitary C came out all like it was reluctant to be seen with me. FUCK. The rest of the study sounded like I'd forgotten it, which I had somehow, which is weird because I've only known how to play it off by heart for AN ENTIRE YEAR. So after that, I went all red, and the guest lecturer tried to be nice but it was difficult to give some nice comments on something so pear-shaped. Also, some clown wiped everything off our computer so I'm doing this at my parents' house. Oh, yes, and I accidentally handed in an assignment late. This week is bad.
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