Another Irish Drinking Song

We just had our Christmas Concert!  Finally, I can rest in chorus class--or not, since Districts are less than a month away.  AIEEEEEEE

Snow is supposed to whack us tomorrow.  Either we'll have a preemptive snow day, or get out early from school, but we're supposed to get, like, 4-5 inches.  Yay!

My jeans feel looser!  :DDDDD  I've lost about two pounds in the past two-three days just from sickness and general malaise.  I ate a whole ton today, though, but I feel I deserved it.  I'll be right back on the wagon today, don't worry--and in any case, it was healthy food that I needed, since I've been eating so little over being sick.

I could write more, but stuff needs to get done here, so I shall leave you!  If I'm on at odd hours tomorrow, it means that the wonderful joy of snow has delivered me from the hellish purgatory of school.

Calorie tally: roughly 1500.

Breakfast: Cheerios.
Lunch: Chicken Caesar salad, orange, milk.
Dinner: 180-cal Powerbar, large Arizona iced tea, and a salad with chicken on it when I got home.

I did pretty well today--I did splurge and eat about twenty french fries when I went with two friends to the McDonald's (I had already eaten the powerbar, and wasn't hungry.  Well, wasn't going to eat), but comparatively, that wasn't all that bad.  I also went to the dress rehearsal for our Library Christmas show--I'm part of a student octet singing "Sleep," by composer Eric Whitacre.  We're so going to kick butt over the weekend, next to the Barbershop Choir and the chorale filled with old people.

I finally got to have a voice lesson with this woman who comes in to train with the college-bound singers.  She immediately told me what I feared she'd say, and knew she'd say: my breath control sucks.  Which it does, so now I can motivate my lazy-ass self to work on it, since I'm paying fifteen bucks a lesson.  I'm doing this for District Chorus, so I can hold on to my first(!!!!!!) place.

( Don't click this: emo afoot. )
tl;dr My mom is filled with Christmas cheer, and also a side helping of batshit insanity.

GET READY FOR A REAL LIFE POST YOU GUYS!  I SO EXCITED~

Okay, so my dad go this new phone plan with a company that doesn't suck, and now I have this beautiful phone that I don't deserve (even though I don't know how to work it, so guess karma stepped in for me).  And it has Bluetooth, which means that I can connect it to Sasuke (the laptop) and exchange files.

And of course, with my propensity for naming my electronic devices, and with an opportunity too golden to pass up, I named the phone Itachi.  SHUT UP, I AM A NARUTARD~  *also, appropriate mood icon is appropriate*

Anyway, total dorkery aside, this means that any pictures I take with the phone will be actually transferrable to the computer, and that means my dear friends-list will get to see more awesome pictures of me/taken by me!  Sorry, lurkers-who-have-so-little-life-as-to-actually-watch-this-journal.  I am paranoid.

In other news, District Chorus tryouts are a week from Sunday.  And...I'm starting to get a lot of sinus drippage.  If I get another right-before-auditions-infection, I will commit seppuku.  I MEAN IT FOR SRS.  I suppose I should start pounding the oranges and AirBorn again...

Um...my life is boring.  What else?  I really have nothing more of substance to say, except that I'm considering digging up those old voice-post memes that were floating around a few weeks ago and do them.  Just not right now.  *lazy*

EDIT: WAIT, THERE WAS A STORY THAT WENT WITH THE PHONE.  Okay, so everyone in my immediate family got a phone when we switched our plan, including my two little sisters, so we were being given the rundown on the rules by my mother.  She informed us that she and my father reserved the right to go through our text messages at any time.

This is what I said:  "Double-plus good, mom."

My mom: "Huh?  o_0"

ANYONE WHO GETS THAT IS AWESOME.