Monday, February 17, 2003

I hate this stupid big temperature change. It is murderous, it didn�t kill me, but it killed my flute. Today after practice, as soon as I put it on the cold table, I heard the cracking, it was so sudden, and there goes my flute, I can see clearly the lines that goes right through my flute. Stupid weather, why my flute? 555...

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