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[nausicaa83]

Back from choir practice: the crazy stalker waved at me once, but besides that he didn't try to talk to me or anything like that. *sigh of relief* We're still working on Silent Night, as there's many of us we'll do a version with seven different voices, it's awesome. Problem is, by the end of the twentieth time we went through "silent night, holy night" I already had a sore throat. I have no idea how I managed to sing it all, all those times. :D

Memo to myself: humming Rocket Man while walking back home, and the sun is out, the sky is deep blue and the air is cold, is one of the best things out there. I feel so refreshed and happy. ^^