"Everything has a purpose. Everything."
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
IMMATERIAL MATTERS.
actually i've been thinking of something sensible to write here on my page. ideas pops out my head but then as i sit down in front of the computer i feel like a complete moron. i sense air running inside my head. an inflated balloon. with nothing considerable inside. *sigh.
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frankly, my head twinge right now. i don't have enough sleep last night. in the fact that i think i didn't even sleep. my gawd. i crammed on 8 modules yesterday. the SCRC simulation is scheduled may 12 and i'm very aware about it -only i became very confident that i took it forgranted. and it was only yesterday did i realize that i really need to study and give importance to that simulation cause not everyone can provide tuition for such a review.
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i had piano lessons early this evening.
crap. i'm distortening.
this is the only time me and my teacher squabble again about a piece.
as long as i remember, the last piece she scolded me was "gone". and that was.. uhm, can't even remember.
it's really absurd.
i hate the piece, maalala mo kaya.
it's devastating my image as a pianist.
i'm still working on it though.
oh well, wish me luck. *another sigh.
.............................................................................
frankly, my head twinge right now. i don't have enough sleep last night. in the fact that i think i didn't even sleep. my gawd. i crammed on 8 modules yesterday. the SCRC simulation is scheduled may 12 and i'm very aware about it -only i became very confident that i took it forgranted. and it was only yesterday did i realize that i really need to study and give importance to that simulation cause not everyone can provide tuition for such a review.
..............................................................................
i had piano lessons early this evening.
crap. i'm distortening.
this is the only time me and my teacher squabble again about a piece.
as long as i remember, the last piece she scolded me was "gone". and that was.. uhm, can't even remember.
it's really absurd.
i hate the piece, maalala mo kaya.
it's devastating my image as a pianist.
i'm still working on it though.
oh well, wish me luck. *another sigh.
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posted by Juliet Fe Laguda at Tuesday, May 13, 2008
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