Uzbek supper

So, 8 am. Dad woke up and went to work.

The driver took me to the Academy at 11:30, I hoped there'd be a room to practice in before my lesson at 14:00, but there wasn't. I met my piano teacher and she gave me a room to practice in. Afterwards we had a lesson. It started well, but I got disappointed in her underestimation of the work I did over the week, and started getting upset, slowly and steadily. By the end of the lesson, I just left.

Then a composition lesson. Same story. :((

I worked all night!! Ahh.

I came home and ... relaxed. Thanks to Lena (Matrix) for cheering me up a bit.

Afterwards, dad phoned and asked me if I had eaten; I hadn't. I proposed we go to a restaurant, but he said that there's enough food in the fridge. Ten minutes later he phoned me and said that we're going to a restaurant with the whole office staff. So we did. We went to an Uzbek restaurant, the same one we went to last time. I ate 5 portions of lamb... FIVE!

Ehh...anyway, we came home at 22:30. On the way we listened to the news...what's happening in Israel is crazy. I hate thinking that Galya is there. I don't want a war to start when she's there and I'm not. And plus my mum is going there in a few days. Damn.

I've been awake for over 28 hours, and I'm going to sleep soon. Still I hope to talk to Galya or something..

23:00.