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Tuesday, February 19, 2008

dun mind wat i say here. jus emo-ing n moody a bit.

the sax player is playing now. some neighbour of mine whom i have no idea of. not a good player, but beats that irritating techno/rubbish sound that pounds in ur head from the flat beside mine.

but... i miss my music. hearing e player makes me so envious. i wanna buy a flute, i wanna buy a keyboard. something i can play on. i'm dying here. u all noe. music is my life. yes, yes, i can sing, but it's different. u noe.

cindy down in NZ, i read ur blog. dunno if u've decided which module 2 drop. dun drop e music one. but i noe, u can't transfer e credits back 2 inflexible nus. oh well... sad life.

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