Wdnesday's choir festival: Hated the idea of going, but it turned out to be great. The edutacator gave me many compliments, and the choir as a whole. Good day.
Yesterday: Unplugged at lunch. Liz sang, people loved it. Deja's last performance of the plau, due to girl scout camp. Boo.
Today: Spartquake. Good freaking times, gang. It was great.
I can barely talk now. I've got the sickies, kids. My life sucks, in a major way. I have to do the play twice more, and wow. Uggghhhhh.
I'm trying the best i can to get my voice back. This might suck.
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