tmr's the concert and im D-O-O-M. my fingers have gotten retarded and cant fly across my clarinet and i get out of breathe easier than before.
anyway, mon's hancock was good. will smith's charming! hehehe, vans dont gloat. chatting over dinner at the usual hangout was awesome. singing out loud in the streets without care of in-tune or not made me feel hella good.
tues was exercising day. peishan came over to my place for dinner and we went exercising for 2 hrs. napfa napfa napfa! oh oh oh!! lo and behold okay! i managed to touch my toes after much effort. if you can remember, i had a hell time trying to touch my toes with my fingers in sec sch but i can now! woooooohooo!
wed was band day. rushed down to VCH after school for the final rehearsal in the actual place. time spent with band is as usual fun like nobody's business. i reckon i'll be deadmeat tmr. according to the alumnis' tradition, all concert days are my birthday. they find joy in throwing me in the air, shouting happy birthday xinyi loudly to embarrass me. lewis and winnie, stop thinking of ideas to bully me!
anyway, tmr's the long awaited concert day. lets pep-talk my 10 fingers so that they will run faster and my disturbingly small capacity lungs so that they can take in amazing-ly amount of air. hahaha! okay, i need to go practice the horrible running notes now.
take lotsa care everyone. love and night. :)
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