Nap Attack
Mom, this is why I don't like naps.
So my friend is part of this choir called Simply, Sweetly. I've been to every single one of their concerts for the past two years--and not just because she's my friend, but because they're just that good. For every performance, they glide onstage dressed all in black, and position themselve at various corners of the chapel. It's quite the experience to close your eyes and just let the sound envellop you.
Tonight, this friend of mine was conducting for the first time. This is a big deal, and we were all counting on going to support her. This would be fine and dandy, if, two and a half hours ago, I hadn't decided to lie down to take a little nap. I'll just sleep for an hour, I told myself in classic sleep-deprived stupor. WRONG.
The concert started half an hour ago. And I am at home.
posted by Victoria @ 8:09 p.m.
6 Comments:
Oh, feelin' the pain. So, so sorry.
Hmmm... You may feel guilty and disappointed and mad, but at least you're completely rested!
Bises
Why is it that libraries make my hands sticky?
oh no!!! did she forgive you?
Yes she did :) We met up earlier this week and she said it happens to her allll the time (it is finals season after all).
Oh god, Beat I'm sorry about the library thing. It was just such a nice day and Blacker Wood is so gross... I couldn't make myself go back there.
PS: I have found the library nirvana. It's the public library at Berri...
Omigod, you guys are trading Library Insider Information? Pathetic...:)
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