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Saturday, July 07, 2007

it's now the seventh night of july and i'm listening to the song 'seventh night of july'. lolx. the was crap.

it was a rainy morning. tired. wanted to sleep some more but didn't, cause there's band. was early and there was only a few people in the band room. my elias daniel played song from standard of excellence and the chorale book. killing time. next came the instructions of the day. our section was supposed to stay in the band room. what the hell. turned out it was only the tutor. the one that tutored us before syf. so i basically become his translator. slacked the whole time there. it can get kind of bored in there.

had lunch. main band practice. shitty. having a little headache then cause i'm tired.

i don't know why but after i reached home. i ate 2cups of ice cream. i've been eating a lot this few days till i always feel bloated. so crap. got to watch some drama serial after so long and it's the last episode. how nice.

8:41 pm