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phew. did history seq and chinese essay in 1 1/2 hours. beginning to like doing homework, which is good. still hell lots to go, so another late night again. eh greg, does capuccino-flavoured ice cream help? just wondering. concert was pretty decent if you are some professional musician, and quite good if you are one of us. too fast, though. looked as if doctor wanted to shave time off the actual time, and he did, by 1min 55secs to be exact. that's crazy. but most pple enjoyed it. so heck. haha. trumpets and trombones should share rooms more often, then there'd be chaos. (pronounced: chauws) or maybe it was only me crapping. can't help it. the only way to shrug off nerves before a concert. anyway thanks to the pple who went down. the conservative gang of seniors was by the stage, but i heard a few others were there too. glad they enjoyed our playing. hmm. let's not get too big-headed cause it was nowhere near perfect. that's the standard we are aiming for. started on a mini-project recently. hope it'll finish soon. why do people like to have countdowns? i have no idea. anyway 10 days left. hahaha. kay. back to work. what a caffeine-filled night. 10days. for the 10s of thousands of dollars on our classy and dashing dream band room. The place where our gift for music is developed. performed 21:52 ©
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