milkfaces and violins

i would like you all to know that i am honestly not freaking out one bit about the test tomorrow. i'm not entirely sure if this is good or bad; i haven't even looked through all the material yet, let alone memorized it. oh yes, twelve chapters of music history goodness...i can't wait for tonight. pretty sure there is going to be a massive overnight study session at braafart, it will be the party of the year. don't forget your disco ball and dancing shoes, man, it's going to be a doozy.

candi, my dear, if you are reading this, i would like you to know that my days would be considerably less bright if i didn't have the opportunity to laugh hysterically every time we make eye contact, ya milkface! i heart you, and would continue to heart you even if you moved to "a land land far away"...(heh heh heh)

it has come to my attention that i have developed a rather large bump on my right forefinger. upon further examination, i discovered that my finger has actually conformed to the shape of my violin bow. what does this mean? is it finally starting? am i slowly but surely morphing into the shape of a giant violin? if i start to notice f-hole-shaped imprints on my torso, i'll know i have problems.