Trying to be calm. Go away, panic attack.
Sometimes I like to torture myself with emotions by listening to music like Maslanka 4, Shostakovitch 5, Tchaikovsky 6, and Beethoven 7 simultaneously.
Would it be completely worthless if I was to write about my experience being sexually harassed at my old job and the subsequent lawsuit I endured? I feel as if the injustice and deprecation I endured is something people should be made aware of. The fact that I was made to feel belittled and at fault because I’m a female seems important in the world. The restaurant business’s frequent participation in sexual harassment seems to be glazed over as “part of the job” and something female employes should put up with. I want the world to know my story. I want some kind of change to take place.
Perhaps that is pointless though.
I’m slightly peeved that the ENT doctor I went to see didn’t do anything for me except give me a nasal spray that leaves a terrible taste in my throat all day.
I can barely breathe from the right side of my nose and I keep getting terrible sinus headaches.
Stupid deviated septum…
Dmitri Shostakovich playing his Piano Concerto in C Minor, op.35.
Who knows of any pro-Soviet conductors? I need to know asap!!
Also, everyone send me your recordings of Shostakovich’s 5th, 7th, and 11th symphonies!
That was the first time someone’s ever been rude to me at Brannen.
Did I say something?