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SYF. IS. TOMORROW.
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And this evening after eating a sunflower seed and walnut loaf, a plum and a pear, I shall revise my scores and watch Fruits Basket and then sleep and wake up and remember to bring my vanilla muffin for breakfast after tomorrow's morning run. And tomorrow I will be part of the choir that epitomises the dizzying heights of brilliance and choral fabulosity.
I'm still worried and nervy and excitedddddddddddfr1u265r*!&^@
Oh but I cannot, simply cannot, wait to ravage my chocolate hoard after tomorrow.
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