YAY. Happy Neon Tetras, you filthy earth monkeys.

Okay nothing much happened today, we had New Year's celebrations! Which was rather fun, because its the first time I got involved in a performance and was running around the stage like a crazy idiot. Of course, that was because my blood was rushing after being forced to run from the stage to the gallery with a stick of confetti, then down again.

Then went for guitar where we had to face a panel of four judges from all walks of life, a once-in-a-lifetime chance to see all four of them in the same room. Tense. Tense. Tense. Stress. Stress. Stress. But we did okay, all four soloists (three of which were from Moor) got through. WHOO MOOR POWAH.

Bought some food with the last of my monies, then rushed off to Math tuition where I learned that 7, 24 and 25 was a Pythagorean triplet. Or something. Forget it.

Talenttime! Is over. Sadly. I'm not used to being not busy. I'm so bored I could die. I shall sit here and stare at the screen for hours on end. Or play some random flash game regarding sticks and exploding heads.

If anyone wants to come over and play mahjong or do whatever just give me a ring, kthnxbai.

Azazyl

Stench of humanity,
The rot of those fair.
Despair!
Of lost sanity and
Dreams never there.