Tried condensing three weeks worth of practice on the piano to one day's work. Didn't happen. Crap.
Finals are tomorrow. I don't know whether to be happy or disappointed that I'll only have to study for two of them.
"Everywhere I turn, there's a little bit that is still there."
I hate fantasizing with a passion. It serves my needs no more.
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