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I look forward to the "okay" days. I don't try to make them good, or great, or awesome, because somehow that always ends up backfiring.

Today was an okay day. I was too restless to lie in bed after I woke up (inexplicably) at 8, so I got a bagel and coffee. I didn't finish the bagel because I felt really nauseous when I started eating. Let's hope this shit with the morning nausea isn't going to start again. Maybe I'll be back to a cup of coffee in the morning. Curly Haired Violinist joined me-she saw me eating by myself and thought I looked lonely. It's crazy how we really have nothing in common anymore. We were bestest buddies in high school, and the original plan was for us to room together...oh man, I am so glad that didn't happen. Went to Harmony, turns out I missed a pop quiz on Thursday, which kinda sucked, but it wasn't too bad. Learned some things that are still slightly over my head but OMG I LOVE MUSIC THEORY. Went to masterclass, which is never awesome, but we didn't really do anything, which was. Walked up to Chamber, and it was ridiculously bad, but I got to sit with someone different, so that was cool. Lesson after an hour or so of practicing... ::shrug:: could've been worse.

So far, I'm doing well with this week's goal of going to all of my classes; Monday doesn't count because I was throwing up. Wednesday is usually a difficult day for me, but we'll see...no class until 12:30, but I go until 9. Yeah...

...It only has to be an okay day, not a great one.
I'll just keep telling myself that.