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(diaryland) March 07, 2006 - 1:37 p.m.

Gosh. I'm terribly ill.

I think I gave forty naughty children the 'flu for the holidays. YESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!

I met my new piano teacher for uni. She said I had good fingers but shit arms. I decided to agree with her. Also, she is forcing me to play a Mozart sonata this year, which is something I wanted to avoid doing for the whole of my life. It is a bit like resolving never to watch Titanic. I don't know; Mozart's piano music kind of reminds me of those corn chips you get that have no flavour. Beethoven, he's Nacho Cheese.

Right now, I'm watching Tim McGraw and Faith Hill cook a chicken meal on the television. It's not the thing I really want to be doing right now.




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