And so, another week of doing nearly absolutely nothing passes by and, like I said, absolutely nothing can be shown for it.
I've still got a whole shitload of ISP research to do, a video plotline somehow related to Fanny by Marcel Pagnol to think about, a Drama Portfolio entry to complete (and start), a PowerPoint Presentation of the arrest of Rosa Parks to finish, to learn the other two pages of Nocturne by Chopin hands together not to mention the rest of Dreams by Kabalevsky and the freaking whole of Le Coucou by some french composer. Then there are the Studies (which are of no help with my perpetual trek across the lands of lack-o'-practice) and other components of piano that I don't want to think about. There are upcoming projects too, as well as the returning of my Chemistry Unit Test, on which I have a sneaking suspicion I didn't do well and the horrendous mark update for Drama. It ain't gonna be pretty.
On another note, since I've been so bored procrastinating, I've started writing again (aside from the whining and the complaining on this blog) and I'm thinking of perhaps posting it on fictionpress. If I posted it here, no one would read it. I kind of want to despite that. Hmm. It's probably just the glam of a new blog.
I've still got a whole shitload of ISP research to do, a video plotline somehow related to Fanny by Marcel Pagnol to think about, a Drama Portfolio entry to complete (and start), a PowerPoint Presentation of the arrest of Rosa Parks to finish, to learn the other two pages of Nocturne by Chopin hands together not to mention the rest of Dreams by Kabalevsky and the freaking whole of Le Coucou by some french composer. Then there are the Studies (which are of no help with my perpetual trek across the lands of lack-o'-practice) and other components of piano that I don't want to think about. There are upcoming projects too, as well as the returning of my Chemistry Unit Test, on which I have a sneaking suspicion I didn't do well and the horrendous mark update for Drama. It ain't gonna be pretty.
On another note, since I've been so bored procrastinating, I've started writing again (aside from the whining and the complaining on this blog) and I'm thinking of perhaps posting it on fictionpress. If I posted it here, no one would read it. I kind of want to despite that. Hmm. It's probably just the glam of a new blog.
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