SATURDAY

was late for cell. again. as usual xD
well done, nicole.
ahh, her guitar skills are damn good
i'm lousy
Dana's asking me to go to guitar lessons with her; but i suspect there's an ULTERIOR MOTIVE; she likes the 'cute' teacher. HEH.
anyway, jiarong's thinking of setting up a cell blog =))
yijing's doing it
would be kind of fun i guess.

we're goign EAST COAST next sunday!
CELL OUTING =D
i'm bringining chips with Pei Shi
yay. cycling. picnicking. dunking xP

service. PS melvyn was preaching.
`bout how we should PRESS ON to finish the race
sounds familiar?
TOO FAMILIAR.

was pretty much slacking the rest of the night and this morning reading the books i borrowed from the library. I know, once I start I can't stop. So I thus can predict I will be buried in one the whole afternoon.

Managed to simplify and play Never Had a Dream Come True on piano =))
alright, it's not that good but still real happy

Italian terms suck. But I think German ones are the worse.
Theory's on the 29th.
10am.
Hotel Royal. The Royal Room.
Makes it sound as if i'm going for some fancy ball.
When in fact I'll be freezing cold in there scribbling nonsence.

Some words that Fio might want to use to add on to her DEPRESSION: calando, morendo
means 'dying away'
Rights. Doesnt sound that encouraging... but =)


The rats have started their rampage again.
CRAP.


you got what you wanted. NOW WHAT?