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<details text="Sob story."><summary>Sob story.</summary>I was thinking I wouldn't cry, or maybe shed a single tear (onto the unicorn's horn..) during Hold Your Hand.  And I did, so I thought I wasn't going to any more.  But then Keller and Revier sang their song and I fucking sobbed.  And I didn't stop until about 10, half an hour after the concert ended.  I didn't even make it out of the building until 10:30, and I just got home, at 12:30.

I was right, it was a tough night, but wonderful at the same time.  I don't care what others say or what I've said about Revier, I'm really going to miss choir.  A lot.  I'm gonna miss Kory a lot; I know it may be kinda tough on Michael, and I could probably dismiss my liking of Kory on whimsy considering his orientation (you know, wanting something you know you can't have), but it's really kinda breaking my heart to have to leave him behind and all.  At least that's what it is, though, whimsy, and I'm not leaving someone like Michael behind, who means all the more to me.

However, we have another week left yet, and I'm really concerned about the choir video.  I think FedEx tried to deliver my laptop today, and I should get it tomorrow, which opens the option of bringing that and a projector, as well as doing the video in iMovie or whatever it's called.  However, I do need to cram on that, as well as all the other homework teachers are wanting to pile on me.  I also need to find a book for Latin, and the stamp I'm gonna use in the signing of yearbooks (I Corinth. 13).  We get those tomorrow.

I'm still sad.  I should go to bed.

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			`<details text="Sob story."><summary>Sob story.</summary>I was thinking I wouldn't cry, or maybe shed a single tear (onto the unicorn's horn..) during Hold Your Hand. And I did, so I thought I wasn't going to any more. But then Keller and Revier sang their song and I fucking sobbed. And I didn't stop until about 10, half an hour after the concert ended. I didn't even make it out of the building until 10:30, and I just got home, at 12:30.`
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			I was right, it was a tough night, but wonderful at the same time. I don't care what others say or what I've said about Revier, I'm really going to miss choir. A lot. I'm gonna miss Kory a lot; I know it may be kinda tough on Michael, and I could probably dismiss my liking of Kory on whimsy considering his orientation (you know, wanting something you know you can't have), but it's really kinda breaking my heart to have to leave him behind and all. At least that's what it is, though, whimsy, and I'm not leaving someone like Michael behind, who means all the more to me.

			However, we have another week left yet, and I'm really concerned about the choir video. I think FedEx tried to deliver my laptop today, and I should get it tomorrow, which opens the option of bringing that and a projector, as well as doing the video in iMovie or whatever it's called. However, I do need to cram on that, as well as all the other homework teachers are wanting to pile on me. I also need to find a book for Latin, and the stamp I'm gonna use in the signing of yearbooks (I Corinth. 13). We get those tomorrow.

			`I'm still sad. I should go to bed.`

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