wow i can't believe a whole year has gone by already. After all the packing and helping people pack, I realized how fast this year went by. It was so much fun, too. I already miss everyone even though it's only been a few days away from school. But at least I'll see Mai, Margaret, and Alex for quartet rehearsal. And Alex and the percussionists since they're always there. I never thought I'd ever say this, but I can't wait for school to start in September. =P

But for now I have summer school at elac. -.- accounting, econ, and sociology. Ah but I'm going to New York in a week! I'm so excited-I've never been there before =] so that should be exciting. I also need to find a job. =/ Hopefully I'll find something...I don't really want to work at SMA again, even though it was pretty good $$.


Well I should get back to unpacking(yes, I still have yet to unpack everything).

wow...second quarter already. and dang i haven't written here in a really long time. if i didn't get that email from xanga saying that they have changed their layouts or whatever, then I don't think I would have come back so soon. well school is....busyy. math isn't that bad. i think luu's class was ssooo much harder. but french is sorta hard. but i have to say im getting better at it. i've improved my listening skills, thats for sure.  i practically live in the music building. schoenberg-or as edwin says, "the berg" -.- i love the viola studio-ali, edwin, paula, danny, jibril, matt. it's pretty funn. and richard is a pretty good teacher. im actually starting to enjoy lessons somewhat. >.> anywaysss.....ah yes and then there's the people that i hang out with-the one and only mai kurosawa , margaret and justin, everyone in my theory class....oh and the people that i work with at royce =] we share many frustrating times together and then....of course there's kevin and hank...and margaret's roommate, jenn. and the harry potter marathons

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