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Friday, March 28, 2008
Yesterday was an unpleasent day. It was a blazing hot friday afternoon even the wind produced by the fat was warm. Everything is so stuffy and it made me so uncomfortable. The only thing that cheer me up was the ikea trip eating meatballs with tkbs, tmss, part of perc gang. Didnt realise jolyn so informative. It is not a very positive word though. HAH.
Band practice wasnt as interesting as previous practices. We were given another new piece which I dint understand. At moments I was feeling very frustrated with myself for not getting the music well unlike my peers who seems to get it done so easily. So practically I was glommy-ing over there. That's why ms sia keep on calling me to play. That was why again that i kept turning around to find somebody to smile to. (:
tmr is gonna be a fun day. (: gonna prepare myself for camwhoring sessions. hah
STORMcity!;
- 8:31 PM