trying to remember anatomy terms by repeating them isn't working when my brain is still scanning groceries, so i got my sister to quiz me with the cards. she enjoys being in charge way too much and will not accept close enough, apparently my future patients deserve better than a girl who knows where things are roughly. i knew more when she asked in a different order, which is weird because i thought the order was helping. maybe i was remembering the next card instead of the answer. now the whole pile is mixed and she's hidden one because she says it is the final boss. this is not an approved study method but i am annoyingly awake and learning

six hours on six then choir and i thought my whole body was done until we started the part i like, suddenly i could stand without leaning on something and actually take a full breath instead of the tiny ones between customers. by the end my throat felt used but good, like i had been doing something besides asking if people found everything okay. feet still burning though, apparently singing does not upgrade the work shoes. on the train i loosened the laces and stretched my ankles while pretending to study a flashcard. my sister says knowing the names of muscles should help me stop complaining about them. amazing advice from someone lying across my entire bed

grandma asked to hear the song we practiced and i sang a little into the phone, feeling awkward because everyone at home could hear me performing for a tiny screen. she closed her eyes and listened all the way through, didn't correct anything, then asked me to do one part again. i missed sitting beside her so much for a minute it was actually annoying, i was having a perfectly normal sunday before that. she said my voice sounds grown now. i wanted to say i'm still me but obviously she knows that, she remembered which bit i used to sing wrong when i was little. did that bit right for her this time, thank you God for a call that didn't freeze