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Saturday, February 24, 2007.12:27 PM

Friday was a bad day.

Had gastric pain/bad tummyache from the moment I woke up...diarrhoea and all.
Only until 2am in the morning did the intermittent pains start to subside. I think it's the McSpicy burger I ate the night before...

So it was a day when I never practiced my bassoon at all and moreover it was in school. The Schreiber is at home, but the pains were so bad I could only manage to curl up on the bed at times. And when it wasn't that bad, I sat up and tied my reeds.

At least I got something done...nevertheless, I still feel SO guilty for not having touched my bassoon for 1 day.

Gotta start on my research plan(submission on 2nd March) and essay(submission on 15 March)...but Junior Recital(1st March) first...

I hate to think of deadlines.

I will survive.

Just no more tummyaches for me please...

.:. 0C o m m e n t s.:.