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February 2011

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World Champion ping pong cooter shooter

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So apparently a porn blog is following me?

NICE

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BTW

That last post does NOT mean I am alone.

I just think it is a tee hee picture

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January 2011

Jan 31, 2011
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madamesosostris:

I’m such an ugly human being.

THIS IS SUCH A LIE,

You’re beautiful inside and out Elfont. So beautiful

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I AMMMMM

I AM GOING TO SHAKE MY ASS ALL THE WAY TO PIZZA HUT

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Jan 30, 2011
Jan 30, 2011
I need to get out

School is coming to an end and I am getting eager to leave to go study conducting and music composition with the top musician in the world, Dr. John Sinclair. Not even that, Rollins is the number one academic school in the south. It beats out FSU, UF, and UM all them.

  I worked my ass off for years to get where I am musically. I have been in every honor choir that my school offers more then 2 times but All State. I have 19 Superiors from FVA and my judges still stay in contact with me. I have performed at major league baseball and football games since my freshman year. I recently just got an album credit premiering several choral songs. I have met the biggest names in music and actually had normal convo with them for more then an hour.

My definition of musician varies from many of the people at my school but it matches with actual professionals in the field. I hear people all day saying, “oh that person is good and they are the best in our school”, but in reality they are only good in a high school setting.

I was raised on classical music and that is all I do. When my grandmother was alive I would go to her house every Sunday and she would play the hardest pieces from memory. In her grand days she would tour around the world and play in the top venues. I sang my first German song in the 7th grade and it was no simple lullaby. It was a running eighth note mess.

When I leave high school I will be with people who know music and not pretend like they do because they sang in their schools choir or show.

Jan 30, 2011
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