Emily.
16.
Canadian.
Lover of cameras, computers, reading, food, dancing, acting, and friends.

Ok. I'm better now.

Today I had to wake up at 9:45am, to go to my violin practice at ten.
I should I have gotten up earlier, but my brain wouldn't function.
I usually get up around 11am on Saturdays. Plus, violin on the weekend = poo.
Oh, and they had yummy 2 month old pizza for us to chow down on. Ick.

Then I got home, and found out my back+shoulder were like, broken.
Not literally, but everytime I would breath in, it would KILL.
It hurt so bad I was wincing Dx It DID go away, thank god.

I saw Hannah Montana last night, and it was cute, but cheesy. Like I expected.
What I didn't expect was there to be 6 birthday parties going on in the theatre.
Talk about talking.
Whoa, that sounds weird. Talk about talking. Huh.

Tomorrow I have my orchestra trip. It sounds fun. We're going to see the movie
17 Again, sleep in a hotel, etc etc. We only have to play violin for, 3 hours tops. So lots
of free time. Which is always the best part of these trips.
Of course, since I'm leaving tomorrow I wont be at school on Monday. Yay.
I get home at nine.

GOTTOPACK.

laterrs.