hai.. i'm blogging again... midyrs go away, nvr come another day, midyrs go away, little ivy wants to play (the rain-rain go away tune) aiyo... i've still got 2 more sub to go... yup, great, cox they are bio and c lit. both require memory work. wa i've got 2 split my brain into halves... and stuff them with diff topics of diff subjects.
wednesday. the day i m looking forward to. so much. cox dat day will be my free day. yes... hai and aft that day, i'll be looking forward to 4/06... datz the day for me to go baq home.
home... to where i belong....
went to the music room and banged the piano there, with a really hard force. aft that, everything seems lightened. wadever bio wadever c lit... none is heavy anymore. *
sigh* i rmb the days when i was forced and dragged out of my house to go for piano lessons. imagine this: a girl is so obsessed with the cartoon on tv, but her mom insisted on her going for music lessons. the girl did not want to, but her mom exercised authority. the little gal had no choice but to succumb to her mom. and that little gal was me. really. not joking. i dreaded music lesson when i was young. other kids attended lessons out of their interest; i was dragged there. i did not understand my parents' intentions and their expectations on me when i was young. i only know that piano lessons means depriving me of my dearest cartoon, n i din like that. i continued music until i was G4, only then i realised the power of music over one's soul. haha, sounds profound, but i can only put it dat way. maybe at that time, i was older, and wiser, and a better player, so i could produce nice music with juz a few swift movements of my fingers. my perception towards music lessons changed.
totally.had my mom not insisted dat i hv to continue music, i would not be me. 