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21.12.07
afternoon felt bad. i really should practice more. i spent noon at the esplanade library trying to dig up relevant books for my research essay. ended up signing a premium membership in order to borrow a single book out of the library. i think a mosquito bit me on my left ear. and.. i miss my boyfriend:( i returned home in the evening, saw a glimpse of tammy on the way, and couldnt resist the temptation but to open my cream christmas box, taking out the letter which was meant to be read tomorrow. you must be in the plane to san francisco now and it feels soo quiet without you here. i have a strong urge to tear open all the eleven letters and my christmas present now. well piano practice and my 1800 words essay will keep me busy. i bet you are resting on the sq cushion(the same tiny purple one i stole from my trip to hongkong hehe), cant wait til you come back. have fun(:


.a penny for yr thoughts
a picture so it lasts.

20:11


music is a moral law
it gives a soul to e universe,
wings to e mind,
flight to e imagination,
a charm to sadness,
gaiety&life to everythin.
it is e essence of order,
& leads to all that s good,
just,& beautiful,
of which it is e invisible,
but nevertheless
dazzling, passionate
& eternal design form.
-plato


dede
221089 libra
cjc
student. music teacher.
1\5 dancin angel(:

loves
sky at seven picnics.
teddybear(:
piano n harp
horseridin