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Wednesday, May 29, 2013

The story of my sixth grade trauma . . . set to music.


Here's the story of how I broke my wrist in sixth grade set to music far too good to be used for such stupid purposes. Check it out!

3 comments:

  1. Your words truly captured the essence of the song. The struggle. The angst. The pathos. Am I Not Human? Because Humans Don't Fall Down This Much, Seriously, What Species Am I? Japanese Falling Turtle?

    However, instead of a sense of loss and deep anguish you no doubt meant to induce, I found myself laughing hysterically. Hey, at least there were tears.

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  2. That was such a beautiful piece of work, I think I cried a little at the end. The music really completed the ensemble. Touching story, bravo, bravo.

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  3. Thank you, my dearest friends!

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