After running..

Huh, finally I'm in home. I won a jumping rope, but I'm completely wet, and, for the god's sake, the jumping rope was worst prize in whole contest. It's raining along.

Sometimes I'm aghast by randomness, which is really frequent in composing (music). I wouldn't make a lot of good tunes, if I hadn't experience some, even totally irrelevant things. So, what about that? I might perform masterpiece, if I haven't go to shop in the morning. Instead of sitting in front of notebook with FL >.< It's sick, really, really sick.

Go downtown with the drugs on my body!