five days were quick to pass,
Chinese Orchestra concert would be starting in a matter of 20 odd hours.
Imperfections still exist and I'll be reaching early again for practise in the morning.

Well you see, fridays.
With GP and Lit Consultation cancelled, my break time totalled to a whooping 4 hours.
I was lying in bed at seven this morning contemplating if I should go to school since math is at 1.30pm & to begin with, I don't think I'll pay attention anyway.

You'll think I had skipped school, or probably merely turned up for CCA.
But I reached at 7:38am. Why.

Because of a friend, I was motivated to go to school.
Because you see your friend wanting to come, but is forced to stay home; & there you are lazing at home when you can go. Although I think I kind of ended up talking, catching up with PW people for 4 hours, although I don't really understand math, I was happy that I made the decision to go. I know this isn't an idea that can be reconciled with easily but that's just my two cents worth of thoughts. (: