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The aftermath of the happiest place on earth? HORRIBLE. Would I do this again? Most likely. What are the aftershocks everyone is experiencing, you ask? Lemme tell you.
Everyone, EVERYONE has a weird voice now, and consequentially canNOT sing worth beans. BEANS, PEOPLE. BEANNNNSSSS.
Everyone is ashamed of our performance at Disneyland, despite the good peptalks our choir teacher dispenses regularly.
A girl has gotten bronchitis, pneumonia, and a sinus infection.
I am horribly sick, and have been forcibly removing my lungs every time I attempt to breathe. GRR*cough cough cough cough cough*RRRR.
We are sore. Out the wazzo, folks. Out. The. Wazoo.
I need to sleep every three hours. Maybe I'm turning into a baby.
That's about it. But trust me, that's more than enough.