I hate Curry... and Romance, Band,Art

This for the most part is technically not true, I just don't like it over jasmine indian rice. (I'm starting to suspect that I'm allergic to Jasmine...) I get a little nauseous at times. No biggie though right? Anyway, I just used that for a title cause I couldn't think of anything else... anyway, I badly need a book to read. I'm waiting for Maid Marian and Montmorency to get here from the library so I can read those for my bookclub. I dread reading the prior one... ugh, romance. I never like romance, maybe I should add romance to the title... hehe, brilliant! Ok, well I needed an accompanist for my solo on Tuesday, tried to get a couple people but they couldn't learn it fast enough so now I have to have Colleen, an amazing pianist all the way in Salt Lake, come on down to bountiful just to play for a stupid grade recital!! I hate band too... there we go. Anyway, that's the con of my day, pro... well, that seems to elude me at the moment. What else am I doing... oh, I have a major art assignment due tomorrow and I find myself unable to even get close to completion. Grr.... I hate art too. It's a horrible class where I need to draw!! (Just pointing out the obvious for the helpless Oblivions.) Augh! My Curry's attacking me! It's ALIVE!!!! *stabs a bunch of times with forks* guh... I hate curry.