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how nice if music is everything. well, almost everything. as the weeks fly by since the turn of the year, which can still be counted by fingers on a hand, we all look forward frenziedly to that magical single-or-double digit; labour of four years. or rather, four months. haha. anyway. to think about it, the days of the period between the final day of o levels and the day next week where we're getting our key to the next door or phase of life, have been really special; complicated yet intriguing period of my life at least till now. opening of more windows of the world, unravelling of everything, viewing from varying perspectives, challenge of the emotions. some things remain unchanged though. school's been alright. workload's getting a little heavier as each night passes. history lessons are thought-provoking. mep lessons are really interesting. save for my full-of-crap comments here and there in class. its especially enjoyable when teachers have and make use of their ability to let us, students, look at things from a totally different perspective, and go, "why not?". these are the ones that inspire. and yes, now i finally belong to that special group of people who can sing solfege in both English and Tamil. serious! thanks you, haha. that aside, harmony is fun, exploring instruments is fun. study hard, everybodyy. night. the mornings are where its the most intense. performed 23:36 ©
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