It turns out that music may not be a prime career for me, since I seem unable to experience anything having to do with art without getting depressed out of my ass.

In other news, I did not much today except sleep for twelve hours and eat cheds at study break. which was completely undeserved since all I studied today was facebook profiles. five finals and a lesson, and another year of who knows what is over. what a weird feeling. i'm much further away from knowing anything about myself than i was three years ago, so that's good.