You know when you have that need to write an entry, but you have fuck all to write about...? I'm on my second day off college this week, and I've got a strange feeling I should be learning to play that music that's sat up in my bedroom. I also need to get together an audition piece for my theatre arts lesson next week (craaaaap) so I'm just going to use the solo that I sing at gospel choir and hope that that will be enough for their music-y drama-y crap-y ears. We've also got this new tenor at gospel choir who really, really cannot sing. But does anyone else tell him so? Nooooooooo. Am I about to tell him so? I think not. So what will happen is we'll end up with some really, really crap tennor who we'll somehow have to dissuade from singing at concerts/practices/ever. Gah. And my best friend, Jase, (who some of you will have come accross before) wants to get in my pants. Woop.