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Spring Break!

New Year, No Voice

    Since I woke up yesterday morning, I have not spoken a single clear word.  My voice is gone.  It's an interesting experience and if I didn't value the ability to sing, I wouldn't really care to have my voice back in a hurry.  I came home on New Year's day at like 1pm, which totally pissed my parents off because I'd slept over at my friend's house. Plus side: my lost voice.  When they yelled at me, I couldn't talk at much louder than a loud whisper so there was no shouting match.  They yelled, got tired, and I tried to figure out how to recover.  I cannot speak.  It's so strange to write that and after carousing the internet for a half hour, I have realized that fortunately, I'll probably get my voice back soon. 
      Phone conversations are impossible and I feel like a monk in some ways, all internal and pensive and stuff.  It's calm...peace... all that jazz.  All my life, I've been told that I talk too much but counting today, that's two days and only whispers.  I should shut up more often but it's just so hard.  When I don't speak, I usually feel invisible so I keep talking.  Now that I can't, I don't feel the need to.  I wonder why I use so many words usually.

    Yesterday, I found out that there is no law that mandates the income tax.  I may soon embark on a very dangerous experiment with the IRS.  See? This is what happpens when I can't talk.  I feel the need to prove myself in other ways like breaking the law... wait what law. There ain't no law and it's the new year and this year I will have a  run in with the IRS. Pray for me if you believe in a higher power.

oh right, xanga

I keep forgetting that this thing exists.  I way to broadcast my innermost thoughts and fears to the the whole world.  Oh yeah, our society has moved to a more private, individualistic one.    

I bought two goldfish.  They're not dead yet, and it's been like a month or two.  Go fish!  Bio Final tonight.... must do well or get a C- in the course....