Today was another boring day.
Ha! I really had you fooled, didn't I? Today wasn't boring. After my morning run, I got to go to Big Bruno's house! It's a great day for swimming and Big Bruno has a pool, so I didn't even bother taking a shower after my run.
Of course, I left at the last minute, making myself a little late. I was too busy playing piano. There's something strange between me and the ivory keys; I feel like I can never get tired of playing. Some days, including today, I just grab my laptop, load up some digital sheet music, and let my fingers lazily roll across the keys like tiny rolling pins. Sometimes I just sit on the bench and expell musical tones from fluxuating accuracy.
I still feel guilty about not programming. I've been off the DOS lately, and I feel bad about it. While my dad and I still have mathematical rows, I feel as if it's my obligation as a smart teenager to program computers.
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