ok. out of my sheer determination not to follow in george's footsteps, i shall utilise my limited vocabulary as much as my ability allows to type something. argh this feels like squeezing toothpaste out of an empty tube. ok nvm.
lets see.
today 9:30am, i went for a rather pleasant piano lesson. apart from the fact that my teacher love to sing the melody while i play, which is rather disturbing. haha hope she doesnt read this. ok i din say anything. anyway, she gave me a rather interesting new piece. i think it was called persian market or something, haha im too lazy to walk that few metres to check. anw, since i heard the band version at vj band concert, sight-reading it was much easier for a sad piano noob like me. haha. incidentally, SHE's bo1 si1 mao1 is from one of the themes in this piece. funny how SHE likes classical music. and im not referring to some girl. lol. "funny how SHE likes classical music." sounds like sarcasm. ok ANW (stop guessing, it's not a new warden or ah nu wa or american nut wanton), like always, i'll pick up the new score and try to find some nice melody. so i sat down and played non-stop for whos knows how long. haha. when i got up my pants were like stuck to my numb butt la.
other than practising the piano, i think i practically lazed my way through the day.. sigh... my precious youth... my precious.. my precious.... MUAHAHA!!! MY PRECIOUS!!! and he drops into the lava. dotz. nvm... haiz... i feel kinda stuck here at home... before yesterday, i was like thinking if i really wanna go out then can go band rm prac, or teach my juniors, as in THOSE WHO DESERVE IT. yea. i've decided. i'm not going to waste my time . i'll just teach those who are willing to learn. try giving me ATTITUTE, u can go teach yourself. see how far your nice attitude will carry you. seriously, i feel quite sad looking at some of them now. seeing them, i cant help but think of my sec1 days in band. when i was sec1, i felt like i was part of something big, and i was really proud to be in it. even to the extent of making a sort of diy box for my yamaha mouthpiece. yea, yamaha. and seeing how some of my juniors treat the instrument now makes me feel like i've failed to teach them properly. sigh. anw i still feel rather disappointed that we couldnt have a combined in sch. and to think i spent like 30 over sms-es trying to get it together. sad.
my holidays kinda sucks, and it's all because of my sucky results, which in turn is because of the sucky way i treat my schoolwork. i dunno, but i just cannot be motivated to go the extra mile for things i do not enjoy or am passionate about. it's just an odd feeling of no motivation, laziness, boredom, lack of self-discipline, all churned together in a blender. one sad ice blend coming up, and that'll be eighty cents, thank you.
good night.
art project. twojay times...
guess who this guy is from?
