It is 1:00 am and I'm not tired... why? Could it be the eight pieces of dessert I had at the Camacho study break? Could it be nerves regarding the cell bio test tomorrow morning? Could it be... that? (no to that one). Whatever it is, I need to climb up my new wooden stairs and put in my beloved ear plugs, because tomorrow, I hope to get up at 6:00 am one more time.

I received a package from my mom today containing my old black orchestra shoes. They're so adorable, no heels and somehow shiny after... has it been almost nine years? wow! She also send me a pumpkin baby in the spirit of Halloween and a card. It said "Love is like music, some high notes, some low notes..." What she wrote inside of the card is too beautiful to be translated. It made me think "let me never complain about the unfairness of life again!"

I'm yawning...at last... good night!