DAM I JUST DRANK ALL MY FRIKIN GRAPE JUICE AND NOW IM THIRSTY! WHAT THE F?!?
it was tropicana. gosh, i wish i could go to Cuba...
i feel like singing. why? i dont know. my brain is just like that. i write down whatever comes to my mind first. i am only EXTREMELY careful when i am writing essays. ugh. so many thought. cant get them out fast enough. OK. i am learning new pieces on the piano. they are called prelude and fugue in......minor, and scherzo, and nocturne in c# minor (wait thats not new), and, uh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
yeah thats about it.