The first thing i found out this morning, was that my fish died... Ah, there was no proper wake given to it, because the next thing i did was to flush its remains down the toilet. I bet it’s in the sewage now... It was obvious that it was going to die, when it refused its fish flakes two days ago. Later on, weird whitish spots on its fins started appearing... If you are wondering why I keep referring to the fish as ‘it’, it’s because it hasn’t a name. It must be a wonder for me to rare it for SO Long without a name…

Sunday went on as usual. Firstly, it is morning exercise, eat breakfast at Clementi, and stop at the ice-cream stall for some mint ice cream, trumpet lesson…

Oh yes, trumpet lesson. Luckily, i made some time yesterday to practice... I managed to play that Etude thingy. Well, at least better than last week, when i was strugling and stopping almost after a few triplets. Those stupid high notes can leave you breathless.
REALLY... It's hard to cope with studies, three instruments and there's even time where i need to spend with my family.
I do miss Sec 1. I had so much time to myself then. I can just look at all those As i got last time, *sigh*

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