Write as much as possible.

I always get kicked off the computer to do things today, and I haven't really done taht much. This morning, I "studied" for the PSAT as I was supposed to do after I had breakfast. Then, I practiced the day's worth of a piano concerto. Or maybe that's when I "studied." Lunch came around, and I had bread with duck. My parents got an address plaque that I had to measure, drill, and sand. Then, my dad gave me some sort of stain so I could stain it. Tomorrow, I have to paint it white and screw the numbers onto it. I'm not going to tell you which numbers because it would be kind of dangerous to say that online. The whole job reminded me of Applied Technology, which we had in middle school in 7th and 8th grade. We had to build things and it was almost fun. The one in 8th grade was the best because we built that trebuchet that my parents chucked away before we moved because they wouldn't let me keep it and my partner already had a trebuchet, albeit not as amazingly perfect.
Logan's current status is: ♫ Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger - Daft Punk, which definitely reminds me of drugs... don't say anything.
But they don't even apply anymore because now it's: ♫ Violin Sonata in G Minor, Op. 5 No. 5: I. Adagio - Convivium
Ironically, I don't listen to classical music unless I'm playing it or I'm sitting somewhere and someone else is playing it.
W00t! Linda got Blogspot.