The piano gods are not on my side this week.

Came home at almost ten today. Had to shower immediately and then tackle SAT class homework.

-sigh-

But we have an APUSH study session tomorrow! 8 o'clock, Von's class.

And I am ecstatic that Alan won senior class presidency!

I checked after I finished my match (which I won, 15-1, then 15-0), and yelped when I saw the confirmation: "Senior Class President: Alan Prijatel."

I called him.

"Guess what."

"What?"

"I won my game and you're senior class president."

"AGGGH!"

And he came to school with Amanda Sharpe and we hugged, and he picked me up and spun me around! =D

I was very surprised he could do that, and for quite a while, too.

And then he spun me and Emily around at the same time. Made us all dizzy. 245 pounds combined clutching his neck!

And when he left he told me that Amanda thought I was cute. I said that I felt the same way about her. She seems nice.

And this post is saturated with a most puerile tone and style of syntax! Pah! Oh well!

WAIT.

I just remembered that I fit in forty minutes of practice this morning! I tiptoed down and played Clair de Lune. Mother demanded why I was practicing and not studying, and I said, "This is a very difficult piece. Mrs. Norton said that I must practice every day."

All is not lost!

A Good Friday, indeed.