Eurodance (the genre) is too damn catchy. And by catchy, I mean, bad. Kinda. I enjoy listening to it, but I shouldn't. The vocals are sub-par, the lyrics bad, and the music is repetitive. At best, it can be "pretty." Call it a guilty pleasure, I guess.
I did an actual running workout at practice for the first time in weeks. It was... painful, because I am painfully out of shape, but it felt good afterwords. Also, I went swimming in the creek. That felt good. State Quals are tomorrow (obv. I'm not running), and it will probably be the last meet I'll attend for a while. Sad.
Enter stage left: summer, and all of its exercising joys.
Also, Biology E/M SAT II on Saturday. Fuck.
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