My knees were shaking... like a heroin addict.

Polka-dotted Dress (vintage), Black Belt (H&M), Black Heels

We were at a piano recital on Sunday... my piano recital... the one I organized (at a senior's residence). And I was scared out of my jeepers. Not necessary the announcing part, but the part where I had to play, after 4 months of no practice. I made a few blunders, but otherwise everything went quite smoothly.

Afterwards, we went out for icecream at Rite-Aid. Yummmm... 3 scoops-- mint w/ choclate chips, chocolate brownie, and moose tracks.

P.S. The reason I organized this recital was so I get extra-curricular points for college. I don't deserve any bragging rights (especially since everybody else performed so beautifully, and I quite frankly... sucked.)