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People are always worrying over whether or not they'll contribute something grand enough during their life time to be remembered after their dead. Who gives a shit? You'll be dead.
My x boyfriend plays the upright bass. That reminds me of the cello? that Susan Surrandon played so hard that her hair blew up huge and she got sexually excited. I wonder if that happens to him, too. Ha. Eew.
Studying. Practicing. Patience. I wish I could take a course on patience, so that I could stand to practice and study. I could be so much more if I would just apply myself. And no, I'm not a mother. Though I sure as hell sound like one.
I'm going to go now and play that song again for the hundredth time on the piano. I will triumph!!!
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