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a few comments before i begin a (hopefully) productive day. finally a free day in the comfort of my home in a long, long while. saturday night after prac was spent roaming town with bandmates. i know it's not long, neither is it short, from the time where we have to bid farewell as bandmates, to struggle through the a levels and onto our own paths come 2008, but i do hope we can continue treasuring each other's company as much as possible amidst a claustrophobic jc academic life. cause it was good fun just relaxing, crapping away, and stuff. monday night was with my two sec2 pals and a couple others, plus the mole. oh wait, what mole? haha.. apart from the catching up and coincidental bumping-into of a certain doctor, came a certain realization that things will never stay the same, change is always the only constant. funny. blues. and yes i do miss the days of studying in the same mep class (the less rowdy one, duh). the lunches before class, the longer than intended breaks, the smuggling of food into the class especially those yummy fried chickens on wednesday lessons (fried food day) which stink up the room, the really, really slack lessons, the soccer sessions after early releases, and of course, the company. mep being like this in college? hell no. haha. i'm guilty of the wrong mindset when going for recent pracs. and i know i'm not alone. maybe giving our best shot is turning out to be an illusion. by the way, congrats brothers. performed 14:00 ©
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