Well, today = shit. Hell, I even said "shit" during my English presentation on The Canterbury Tales, but I don't think many people noticed.
The bio final raped me. There's no way I'm going to get above a D on it (and this is being optimistic!)
The presentation for English went ok. Not much to say, except my cheesy "Time Travel" talk show sketch seemed to be a crowd pleaser. Yay.
I went to piano after that, and as long as I've taken piano, I've never mastered pedal usage. That sounds really stupid, but it's true, I tend to play fast, lively songs for recitals and such, because I believe that I should express some of myself in what I play. I'm not much of a 10-minute-long sonata person. *gouges eyes out* Let's face it, I'm not graceful, I'm a SPAZ. So anyway, I kind of got frustrated and started crying a little, which was probably half because of my shitty day. Gah. I probably sound like such a drama queen, but I'm really not, I've been crying a lot lately, and it's starting to scare me. It's due to many things, I just don't talk about them a lot. Whatever.
And then came choir rehearsal. Nothing out of the ordinary happened, although one time, I was singing and then burped and kept singing. Tehe. I got more Chuck time, which is always awesome. I think Chuck is what I look forward to everyday anymore, because almost everything besides my friends is shit.