A school band from Perth came to perform. It was fabulous. *wink*
Met Lei Shi and Angela after school. Had lunch at pizza hut. Chatted like crazy. Had fun. Reached home late. Angela sent me her primary one class photo. He was in it. Haha...
Wishchan's birthday present for Syaoran is nice. The poem on it is even better.
Hope
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
By Emily Dickinson
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