My fingers are quite chilly.
Anyways. At the moment, my guitar is balancing on the wall behind me, I'm drinking an iced tea, and my sister's on the phone with, I'm assuming, my dad, due to the snappy tone in her voice.
(It's a very difficult task to type with chilly fingers.)
So that expleains the title.
But anyhoo, I'm freaking myself out beyond the paranoid-schizophrenic chihuahua level because my audition for the talent show is tomorrow.
MY AUDITION FOR THE TALENT SHOW IS
TOMORROW.
And I'm nervous. N E R V O U S.
I'm as nervous as a ballyhoo hobknocker in the middle of a Spring crackpot, that just got totally poppycocked by a huggermugger, if you know what I mean.
*awkward*
Yeah, so, yeah.
If you're wondering what song I'm doing, or you're too lazy to scroll down to the last post, here's the link.
SONG OF UTTER ADORABLENESS
I'll be doing a guitar cover, and let's hope I can hit those high notes.
I'm gonna go practice until my fingers bleed out my belly button, if you know what I mean.
BYE!
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