I am a musical prodigy.

There is a treasure box that takes residence upon Nona's top shelf.  And in this treasure box are lots of treasures.  Obviously.  Today the treasure found was a tuning fork.  Because of course everyone needs a tuning fork in their possession.  She pulled it out and told me the pitch was an A.  The only thing for me to do was sing.  

If you know me well you know that I have a voice as lovely as a dying woodland creature.  Until today that is.  Because I sang out a clear and beautiful A note; shocking dear roommate.  She hit the tuning fork and asked if I heard it.  No.  I just sang it right.  Because I am a musical prodigy.  No more dying bambi round here!

And also just for your information, Winona is learning the Electric Slide on Youtube right now.  Why do we even go to class when all the knowledge in the world is on Youtube?