This week has been so odd. It was fantastic to have Monday off. Wootness. And then we had Monday instruction on Tuesday. So Tuesday and Wednesday were like, the same thing. That was a little odd. And so then I kept thinking that the next day would be Friday, instead of Thursday. You'd think that it'd be the other way, since this school week was shorter... but I guess since... I don't really know. :P And now today has seemed like a long day. Going to class, breakfast, lunch... I have to remind myself that they were today.
And speaking of going to classes today... it was really good times. I had Music Civ at 8, and English at 9. The end. Yay. Music Civ was good times, because we just continued going over Romantic music. And that is some pretty great stuff. And in English we took a punctuation quiz, no biggie, and then a couple people read their opinion editorials (hooray that I wasn't one of them). And then we talked about commercials and the idea was to analyze them, but it ended being more along the lines of just talking about commercials we liked. And yet again, I was spared, and didn't have to share a commercial of my choosing. And then normally on Fridays I have a two hour gap, and then Psychology at noon. But I guess we're doing well enough with the schedule that we didn't have to meet today. Sweet. Two morning classes, and I'm finished for the day by 10. :)
So today I was just on my laptop, doing my thing, and I got an e-mail from the School of Music. With my results. Definitely unexpected... I thought I'd get a letter not an e-mail. It turns out that I was rejected... again. I had a sinking feeling that I would be, but I still hoped. My future is a complete blur at this point. I don't know if I plan to keep trying, or try something different... right now, I'm just not sure. I'll be alright, though. I'm just tired of trying, since every time I try I just fail. I'm shattered and heartbroken. But you know what? I'll be okay. This is just one of those moments where I can say, "Screw you, BYU. Screw you School of Music," and continue moving forward. I'll decide if I intend to audition for a third time later, but I don't feel like worrying about that now. Just one step at a time.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Happy V-Day
Man, this week has seemed like a long one. Every day of the week, I kept thinking it was the next day. And now... tomorrow is finally Friday. Whoo! I only have Music Civ in the morning, and Psychology at noon. And that's it. Really good times.
The past couple of days have been strangely pleasant. Not necessarily really good, but definitely not bad. Content, I suppose. So yeah... good times. That, and I haven't had much homework the past few days either. And wow... suddenly I'm at a complete loss for what I was going to say. So...
Today, my brother got me a rose for Valentine's Day! It was so sweet... I love it. Jeffrey is just great. That pretty much made my day. Granted, the card he put with it was an index card folded in half, haha... but it was sweet. And I didn't have a vase or anything to put it in, so it's in a water bottle. Hehe. Plus, Sarah got some candy for me... which, by the way, was absolutely delicious. Too bad it's already gone... ;) That was really awesome as well. :)
Well, since I'm out of things... this wraps it up. I might even go to bed. Yep... or maybe read or something. Either way, I look forward to tomorrow, and maybe the rest of the week will finally catch up with me. Good night, and since I assume whoever reads this knows me, I love you all! Truly and sincerely. I hope everyone had a terribly fantastic Valentine's Day.
The past couple of days have been strangely pleasant. Not necessarily really good, but definitely not bad. Content, I suppose. So yeah... good times. That, and I haven't had much homework the past few days either. And wow... suddenly I'm at a complete loss for what I was going to say. So...
Today, my brother got me a rose for Valentine's Day! It was so sweet... I love it. Jeffrey is just great. That pretty much made my day. Granted, the card he put with it was an index card folded in half, haha... but it was sweet. And I didn't have a vase or anything to put it in, so it's in a water bottle. Hehe. Plus, Sarah got some candy for me... which, by the way, was absolutely delicious. Too bad it's already gone... ;) That was really awesome as well. :)
Well, since I'm out of things... this wraps it up. I might even go to bed. Yep... or maybe read or something. Either way, I look forward to tomorrow, and maybe the rest of the week will finally catch up with me. Good night, and since I assume whoever reads this knows me, I love you all! Truly and sincerely. I hope everyone had a terribly fantastic Valentine's Day.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
The Days Are Too Slow...
Well, school is just truckin' along... not quickly enough, sadly. I can't wait for the semester to be over. But, in the meantime, I just need to keep up with my classes. So, I ended up getting either a B+ or a B on my hip hop routine in jazz... not sure which, but it was somewhat disappointing nonetheless. It shouldn't be hard to get an A in a 0.5 credit class like this, it seems. But... we'll see. Hopefully I'll do better on the next ones.
I also got a 70 on my psychology exam... not very thrilled about that, either, but it turned out the class average was about a 71 or something, so he's going to curve it, or something... so, yeah. Good times. The bad thing is, I like going to that class, and I enjoy it, but I seem to have a hard time keeping up with the work. Maybe I'll start getting better about that. :P
But seriously, having to wait for so long to find out my results for my School of Music audition is killing me. I'm slowly dying inside. I just need to know. I'm going through another one of those phases where I feel completely lost about what exactly I want to do with my life. I thought I finally knew, but now I'm not sure. I keep doubting. I just don't know. And the more I think about it, the more confused I feel. It gets so overwhelming sometimes... like, I was talking on the phone with my mom this morning about it, and just started crying. I have all these different things that I'm good at, how am I suppose to choose just one? How do I know I'm making the right choice? I feel like no matter what I end up doing, I'll regret not doing something else. There just has to be something that's great for me... and talking to people about it doesn't help, either, unfortunately. I can get reassurance, but of course nobody can decide my future for me. My head is just swimming. I really need to find out about that audition, because hopefully it will help me. You would think, anyway.
What I've found I like to do the past few days is watch TV (though I didn't typically watch very much). All the fun shows, like Everybody Loves Raymond, According To Jim... good stuff. And one episode doesn't seem like it takes that much time, so I just watch one... and another... and couple more... :P One reason, because sometimes I get bored, and can't think of much else to do. Another, because I don't have to think about anything. I escape into my own world, and don't have to worry about the real one that I live in. The same thing with games... computer games and DS games. Definitely allow me to step into my own world. Yep... this is good times. What I should be a little more concerned about is doing a little more homework before the morning that it's due. :) Ah, well... whatever works, works. So, it's all good, I guess. :P
Oh, but the really good news is that a few days ago I got a Valentine's package from my mom. ^_^ It was so awesome... she bought another pair of the earrings I so unfortunately lost, I got a really cute (and super soft) stuffed puppy, a card from Chanelle, Goldfish, and some chocolate. Mmm... chocolate makes life good. Unfortunately, I'm pretty much out of that. Oh well. It was fantastic while it lasted. And the package completely made my day. :D
I also got a 70 on my psychology exam... not very thrilled about that, either, but it turned out the class average was about a 71 or something, so he's going to curve it, or something... so, yeah. Good times. The bad thing is, I like going to that class, and I enjoy it, but I seem to have a hard time keeping up with the work. Maybe I'll start getting better about that. :P
But seriously, having to wait for so long to find out my results for my School of Music audition is killing me. I'm slowly dying inside. I just need to know. I'm going through another one of those phases where I feel completely lost about what exactly I want to do with my life. I thought I finally knew, but now I'm not sure. I keep doubting. I just don't know. And the more I think about it, the more confused I feel. It gets so overwhelming sometimes... like, I was talking on the phone with my mom this morning about it, and just started crying. I have all these different things that I'm good at, how am I suppose to choose just one? How do I know I'm making the right choice? I feel like no matter what I end up doing, I'll regret not doing something else. There just has to be something that's great for me... and talking to people about it doesn't help, either, unfortunately. I can get reassurance, but of course nobody can decide my future for me. My head is just swimming. I really need to find out about that audition, because hopefully it will help me. You would think, anyway.
What I've found I like to do the past few days is watch TV (though I didn't typically watch very much). All the fun shows, like Everybody Loves Raymond, According To Jim... good stuff. And one episode doesn't seem like it takes that much time, so I just watch one... and another... and couple more... :P One reason, because sometimes I get bored, and can't think of much else to do. Another, because I don't have to think about anything. I escape into my own world, and don't have to worry about the real one that I live in. The same thing with games... computer games and DS games. Definitely allow me to step into my own world. Yep... this is good times. What I should be a little more concerned about is doing a little more homework before the morning that it's due. :) Ah, well... whatever works, works. So, it's all good, I guess. :P
Oh, but the really good news is that a few days ago I got a Valentine's package from my mom. ^_^ It was so awesome... she bought another pair of the earrings I so unfortunately lost, I got a really cute (and super soft) stuffed puppy, a card from Chanelle, Goldfish, and some chocolate. Mmm... chocolate makes life good. Unfortunately, I'm pretty much out of that. Oh well. It was fantastic while it lasted. And the package completely made my day. :D
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
A Few Downers
Well, Thursday they had Hawaiian haystacks, as I would hope... but we got there at about 7:45, and it was all put away and being washed and everything! What the flipping heck? The darn place closes at 8! And I ended up leaving at 8, and everything else was still out, not even starting to be put away yet... seriously, what's their problem?? I was... angry. I'm planning to put a note of complaint in their suggestion box, but haven't gotten around to it yet.
Conveniently, my lesson on Saturday was canceled, due to President Hinckley's funeral service. Convenient, because I had only practiced... once. And that one day of practice turned out to be pointless anyway, because I tried to practice a piece by Strauss, which turns out to be a bit difficult to read in some parts, because it's like... a copy of the hand-written thing, I guess. So I'm done with that until my lesson, where I'll complain to my teacher and make her help me. :P
Sunday really wasn't a great day. That morning, Sarah and I slept in (to my surprise - I thought Sarah would set her alarm or something... but apparently she decided otherwise) past Stake Conference. Which was not a bad thing - in fact, I was quite pleased. I know, bad me. Whatev. I got up, while Sarah was still sleeping... and had a chat with Rachel that was just lovely. Sure... that works. Sarah ended up sleeping in until like... 1? Or so? I don't even remember. I was surprised, but apparently she stayed up until like, 3 or 4. I think it was 4. Crazy. The worst part of the day was when I was getting up and dressed for the day, and trying to put in earrings. I was standing in front of the mirror, 'cause that's what I do, which is at the sink... and I didn't get the earring in, and it fell into the sink, and slid right down the drain. Noo!! That pair of earrings is probably my favorite... or rather, was my favorite. At that point, I could barely take it. I just stood there over the sink, trying my hardest not to cry over it. To no avail. The tears fell, and went right down the drain with my poor earring. Not good times.
Monday didn't have a great start either. I was trying to print an assignment for my Family History/Genealogy class the night before, and it wouldn't print. The dumbest thing. It just wouldn't let me select a printer. So Monday morning, we wake up a few minutes early so that I can go to the open access computer lab in the Cannon Center and print it there. And I can't get it to print there either. What the freaking heck. (I discovered why by today, but that's a different story). So I'm going to have to ask my teacher if I can turn it in even later (it was already acceptably late, because I added the class late), which I assumed would be okay. And it was. But there was this thing in class that apparently is a rare opportunity, and we had to bring a pedigree chart if we wanted to participate in it. And it was extra credit. And I couldn't print the chart! So yeah, I was really upset about that. It turned out, the people who came to our class had forms for people who didn't bring their pedigree charts, so that we could still be a part of it. Good. Times. Made my day a whole lot better.
And today... well, I had a test in my jazz dance class over our hip-hop routine. And normally I can do well enough that I feel pretty good about it, while we're just going over it. But I don't think I did as well for the actual test. And there was one part where I kind of slipped because apparently I was shaking.
The good thing is, instead of band, I had another sectional. Which is good times, because I enjoy it more, and it's much shorter. Yay. I just hope the cafeteria has something yummy for dinner. They've been lacking for quite a few days now.
Conveniently, my lesson on Saturday was canceled, due to President Hinckley's funeral service. Convenient, because I had only practiced... once. And that one day of practice turned out to be pointless anyway, because I tried to practice a piece by Strauss, which turns out to be a bit difficult to read in some parts, because it's like... a copy of the hand-written thing, I guess. So I'm done with that until my lesson, where I'll complain to my teacher and make her help me. :P
Sunday really wasn't a great day. That morning, Sarah and I slept in (to my surprise - I thought Sarah would set her alarm or something... but apparently she decided otherwise) past Stake Conference. Which was not a bad thing - in fact, I was quite pleased. I know, bad me. Whatev. I got up, while Sarah was still sleeping... and had a chat with Rachel that was just lovely. Sure... that works. Sarah ended up sleeping in until like... 1? Or so? I don't even remember. I was surprised, but apparently she stayed up until like, 3 or 4. I think it was 4. Crazy. The worst part of the day was when I was getting up and dressed for the day, and trying to put in earrings. I was standing in front of the mirror, 'cause that's what I do, which is at the sink... and I didn't get the earring in, and it fell into the sink, and slid right down the drain. Noo!! That pair of earrings is probably my favorite... or rather, was my favorite. At that point, I could barely take it. I just stood there over the sink, trying my hardest not to cry over it. To no avail. The tears fell, and went right down the drain with my poor earring. Not good times.
Monday didn't have a great start either. I was trying to print an assignment for my Family History/Genealogy class the night before, and it wouldn't print. The dumbest thing. It just wouldn't let me select a printer. So Monday morning, we wake up a few minutes early so that I can go to the open access computer lab in the Cannon Center and print it there. And I can't get it to print there either. What the freaking heck. (I discovered why by today, but that's a different story). So I'm going to have to ask my teacher if I can turn it in even later (it was already acceptably late, because I added the class late), which I assumed would be okay. And it was. But there was this thing in class that apparently is a rare opportunity, and we had to bring a pedigree chart if we wanted to participate in it. And it was extra credit. And I couldn't print the chart! So yeah, I was really upset about that. It turned out, the people who came to our class had forms for people who didn't bring their pedigree charts, so that we could still be a part of it. Good. Times. Made my day a whole lot better.
And today... well, I had a test in my jazz dance class over our hip-hop routine. And normally I can do well enough that I feel pretty good about it, while we're just going over it. But I don't think I did as well for the actual test. And there was one part where I kind of slipped because apparently I was shaking.
The good thing is, instead of band, I had another sectional. Which is good times, because I enjoy it more, and it's much shorter. Yay. I just hope the cafeteria has something yummy for dinner. They've been lacking for quite a few days now.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
I'm Tired...
Ugh... this morning I woke up early to finish some English homework. After having stayed up until about 3 in the morning doing psychology homework that I put off until the last minute. So I was so tired... I was going to get up at 5:30, but just sort of laid there in bed, drifting in and out of sleep. Then I re-woke up to Sarah's watch alarm at 6, and decided to get up. So I start reading from this book, and then I'm about to start writing about the article thing I just read, and realized that that wasn't what I was supposed to have read. And now it's 6:15, and I was hoping to be able to go back to sleep for a few minutes after the homework. So I search all over for the actual book I was supposed to have read a chapter from, and I just can't find it... at all... after several minutes of this, I figure that if I can't find it, I should just try not to fret about it, and go back to sleep while I can. It's only a few points anyway, I think. Like, 5. Whatever. So I try to go back to sleep for a while... and then wake up again at 6:45, wondering what time it is. For some reason I thought it might be after 8, which would not be good. I find out that it's 6:45, and I'm missing out on the now small window of sleep for me to get. So I sleep for a little while longer, and we get up at 7, as usual. All that time to sleep... wasted.
The rest of the day wasn't so bad. In fact, in my English class, I did something that I normally avoid like the plague - I raised my hand in class. I know, big deal, right? But seriously, for me, it's kind of a big deal. I don't even remember the last time I voluntarily raised my hand in a classroom. It usually terrifies me. So yeah. Sarah should be so proud. :P
Oh, and I'm finally doing my laundry tonight... after it's been... you don't want to know, probably. But it's been too long. Ah, now everything will be so clean and fresh. ^^
Oh yeah, I also saw August Rush tonight for FHE. Finally; I didn't know if I'd ever get around to it. So yeah... I really liked it. I usually do, I'm not surprised. But it was kind of ridiculous. So many things... just... whatever. I'll not go into it. It was good.
You might also be interested to know that I had this... I think it was a spider bite. And I picked at it a little, so it got a little scab. And I keep picking at the scab... yeah, tsk tsk, me. But I admit - I'm a scab picker. Unless they're really big, then forget it. So I was picking at it today during a class, and accidentally made it bleed... a lot more than I thought it would. It stopped after a few minutes, but I can still tell now that it was a little bloody before. So I think I'll put a band-aid over it for a while so I won't keep doing that. Now I'm getting tired, so I'll try to wrap up everything I'm doing so that I can go to bed. :)
The rest of the day wasn't so bad. In fact, in my English class, I did something that I normally avoid like the plague - I raised my hand in class. I know, big deal, right? But seriously, for me, it's kind of a big deal. I don't even remember the last time I voluntarily raised my hand in a classroom. It usually terrifies me. So yeah. Sarah should be so proud. :P
Oh, and I'm finally doing my laundry tonight... after it's been... you don't want to know, probably. But it's been too long. Ah, now everything will be so clean and fresh. ^^
Oh yeah, I also saw August Rush tonight for FHE. Finally; I didn't know if I'd ever get around to it. So yeah... I really liked it. I usually do, I'm not surprised. But it was kind of ridiculous. So many things... just... whatever. I'll not go into it. It was good.
You might also be interested to know that I had this... I think it was a spider bite. And I picked at it a little, so it got a little scab. And I keep picking at the scab... yeah, tsk tsk, me. But I admit - I'm a scab picker. Unless they're really big, then forget it. So I was picking at it today during a class, and accidentally made it bleed... a lot more than I thought it would. It stopped after a few minutes, but I can still tell now that it was a little bloody before. So I think I'll put a band-aid over it for a while so I won't keep doing that. Now I'm getting tired, so I'll try to wrap up everything I'm doing so that I can go to bed. :)
Monday, January 28, 2008
I Guess I'm Just Annoyed
So, today was pretty dumb. :P Actually, I did have a dream last night that I got shot in the head, "between the eyes"... and that was a really interesting dream. But that's not the point.
First of all, I woke up like... 40 minutes before planning to. And normally I'd be stoked and be like, "Great!" *plops down in covers* And promptly fall back asleep. But of course not... I can't sleep, so naturally, what do I do? Facebook! :P Yeah... so anyway, then I go shower. And then get ready for church. Okay, I'll stop the play-by-play... it's getting boring.
After church is ridiculous... because it's fast Sunday, the cafeteria doesn't open until three. And, of course, that's when our ward gets out anyway. So we get to go and eat right when everyone else and their brother is eating there. Pure joy. We have to stand in this stupid line... stupid, because there's so many people. And with that many people... well, there's a lot of stupid in the room. And then there's a couple of people that are just hanging out next to the guy behind us, talking. Just because, they're pals, so they want to chat. Annoying, but fine, I'll deal with it. And then they're all like, "Oh, there's a line? Where's the end? Oh my gosh, I'm retarded! I can't follow this string of people that will lead me to the end of the line, because it curves around at that end!" Okay, so I made those last two up, obviously... -_- But seriously, is it that hard to find the end of the line? And then, go figure, the guy behind us is just all, "Oh, don't worry about it! You can get in line in front of me. I don't mind." And of course, because he doesn't mind, that must mean that everyone else behind him doesn't mind, right? O. M. G. Seriously, I thought I'd seen enough of that in high school. So now, these people, by getting in line with their friend, have cut in line in front of... I dunno, 30 people? I could be waay off, but does it really matter? It's the same principle. Sheesh, people...
And then the cafeteria is always really crowded on Sundays, and that just always bothers me... I hate trying to get a meal when it's so crowed, and you can't walk anywhere, and it's hard to get to the food, and really hard to find anywhere to sit... *sigh* Yeah, sometimes people just bother me.
And now, because I'm freakin' retarded also, I'm up at two in the morning, and I am just starting my homework that I'm pretty sure will take me at least an hour. What the heck is wrong with me? I just want to throw something through the window right now, and see it shatter... that would be oh so satisfying. :)
First of all, I woke up like... 40 minutes before planning to. And normally I'd be stoked and be like, "Great!" *plops down in covers* And promptly fall back asleep. But of course not... I can't sleep, so naturally, what do I do? Facebook! :P Yeah... so anyway, then I go shower. And then get ready for church. Okay, I'll stop the play-by-play... it's getting boring.
After church is ridiculous... because it's fast Sunday, the cafeteria doesn't open until three. And, of course, that's when our ward gets out anyway. So we get to go and eat right when everyone else and their brother is eating there. Pure joy. We have to stand in this stupid line... stupid, because there's so many people. And with that many people... well, there's a lot of stupid in the room. And then there's a couple of people that are just hanging out next to the guy behind us, talking. Just because, they're pals, so they want to chat. Annoying, but fine, I'll deal with it. And then they're all like, "Oh, there's a line? Where's the end? Oh my gosh, I'm retarded! I can't follow this string of people that will lead me to the end of the line, because it curves around at that end!" Okay, so I made those last two up, obviously... -_- But seriously, is it that hard to find the end of the line? And then, go figure, the guy behind us is just all, "Oh, don't worry about it! You can get in line in front of me. I don't mind." And of course, because he doesn't mind, that must mean that everyone else behind him doesn't mind, right? O. M. G. Seriously, I thought I'd seen enough of that in high school. So now, these people, by getting in line with their friend, have cut in line in front of... I dunno, 30 people? I could be waay off, but does it really matter? It's the same principle. Sheesh, people...
And then the cafeteria is always really crowded on Sundays, and that just always bothers me... I hate trying to get a meal when it's so crowed, and you can't walk anywhere, and it's hard to get to the food, and really hard to find anywhere to sit... *sigh* Yeah, sometimes people just bother me.
And now, because I'm freakin' retarded also, I'm up at two in the morning, and I am just starting my homework that I'm pretty sure will take me at least an hour. What the heck is wrong with me? I just want to throw something through the window right now, and see it shatter... that would be oh so satisfying. :)
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Audition
Oh man, so my audition was this morning. The whole morning I just felt this sense of utter dread... when I finally went to the HFAC, I signed in and everything, and then waited for a warm-up room. My warm-up was actually pretty good. That made me feel just the slightest bit better.
In my audition, I had to play through... I dunno, five scales? Give or take. And I did them alright. And then played my Mozart piece. It was... well... I suppose it was okay, but most definitely not as good as it was in warm-up. It could've been worse, but it could've been much better. And then I had this dumb sight-reading thing... I don't even know about those. I mean, I can play parts of it, but seriously, at least half the time I have no clue if I'm even hitting the right notes. Gosh I hate having so many fingerings for every note on horn. So I get through enough of that to satisfy him, and I'm out. Oh, yeah, and you know the thing he said to me before I left? He was talking about how for some reason or another this year was especially competitive for horn, and apparently there were quite a few people trying out and only so many open spots. So he said that hopefully it wouldn't be me, be someone had to have their heart broken. It has to happen to someone. Oh, good gracious, thanks, that's really comforting after I've freaked out about this stupid audition enough already! I'm sure he says that to everybody (I hope)... but still... NOT comforting.
On the way out, back to the dorms, I started crying again. I was just so stressed out... I mean seriously, it's only like, the most important audition of my life so far. So why shouldn't I be a little stressed? And honestly, if I fail to make it in once again... I don't even know. I'm so tired of trying to figure out what the heck I'm "supposed" to do, or what I'm "meant" to do. Doesn't it make sense to just do something that I "want" to do, or that I will "enjoy" doing? Seriously. So yeah... no pressure, right? I just really hope I make it in. I don't want to be the one with my heart broken again.
In my audition, I had to play through... I dunno, five scales? Give or take. And I did them alright. And then played my Mozart piece. It was... well... I suppose it was okay, but most definitely not as good as it was in warm-up. It could've been worse, but it could've been much better. And then I had this dumb sight-reading thing... I don't even know about those. I mean, I can play parts of it, but seriously, at least half the time I have no clue if I'm even hitting the right notes. Gosh I hate having so many fingerings for every note on horn. So I get through enough of that to satisfy him, and I'm out. Oh, yeah, and you know the thing he said to me before I left? He was talking about how for some reason or another this year was especially competitive for horn, and apparently there were quite a few people trying out and only so many open spots. So he said that hopefully it wouldn't be me, be someone had to have their heart broken. It has to happen to someone. Oh, good gracious, thanks, that's really comforting after I've freaked out about this stupid audition enough already! I'm sure he says that to everybody (I hope)... but still... NOT comforting.
On the way out, back to the dorms, I started crying again. I was just so stressed out... I mean seriously, it's only like, the most important audition of my life so far. So why shouldn't I be a little stressed? And honestly, if I fail to make it in once again... I don't even know. I'm so tired of trying to figure out what the heck I'm "supposed" to do, or what I'm "meant" to do. Doesn't it make sense to just do something that I "want" to do, or that I will "enjoy" doing? Seriously. So yeah... no pressure, right? I just really hope I make it in. I don't want to be the one with my heart broken again.
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