Such pain. A 14 hour day. The soreness. The inability to get up after waking up.

So Christina, Britney and Madonna. What, do they all suck that bad? I mean, it was hot--in that sketchy, attention-grabbing, skenky way that they've gotten good at--but I'm not going to buy any of their records because of it. I won't even download any of their songs because of it. It's so contrived for attention, when they all get a ton of attention for every little thing they do anyway. It seemed unnecessary and probably foolish as they further distanced themselves from their younger market.

Whatever. I love my Apple. And I'm transferring all my music files over to that amazing machine. I can't wait.

I'm applying for university nomination for the Rhodes. I probably have a better shot at the actual Rhodes than university nomination, but I can't do the one without the other. So here goes nothing.

I fixed my laptop too. Saved myself $150 in the process and have a fully functional machine now. So I have that great feeling of achievement.

Christian, Rohny and Emily came to visit. Met my wierd family at different points (except Rohny). Came to a clearer understanding of why I'm so bizarre. Christian and I sat outside of Grand Central brown-bagging and people watching (with the ever so fun insertion of words into their mouths).

I don't know--I can't seem to organize myself. It'll probably be another few days before I post again.