I really, really really wish I could sing better. Singing and guitar, along with improv piano, must be the most valuable talents in the world. Honestly, I’d take that over wealth and status any day.
I have finals and competitions for scientific olympians coming up, and having musical talent would make the overtime I’m putting into studying a lot more enjoyable. Oh well, I guess I can always just sit back, and listen to happier men. Why do they always sing about their female troubles? Firewater, Cigarette, and How I Go by Yellowcard are some of my favorite songs.
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