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It is not how much we have,

but how much we enjoy, that makes happiness.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Memories.




I really miss those times.
Times when we practice together.
Times when we had many problems with our pieces.
Times when we had fun during sectionals.
Times when we strive together for the gold.
Times where we were given many lectures.
Times where we stick together in all problems we had.
Even though many problems were faced,
we stuck together as one.
Those days are dearly missed.


I wonder when will these happen again.
I miss being on stage with everyone.



It's a blessing,
11:00 PM