happy birthday!

this is supposed to be 6 dec but i come home so late...

 

gah.

 

happy bdae! (:

 

ok. now ure 16. ohwell. dinner rocked!

 

there was like so many hundred kinds of antipasti! so nice! ha. i always like the duck.. they always do it so nicely. i love it.. ohwell. ok la. tired. ha. goodnight! xP

prom..?

what does prom stand for anyway? i still dont really know.

 

ohwell..!

 

took quite alot of photos omg! with all the random ppl around..!

 

prom prezzies! gave out 4 prezzies..! to bernie, sophie, weix and angie! gah sophia was missing..! i asked zhiwei den they all said she was overseas.. den bernie insisted that she was here cuz she was nominated for miss congeniality.. but apparently she was overseas cuz i met meryl after the thing and she noted that i had sth for sophia.. (but they passed the stuff to charmaine instead) ha. yea got to know a few ppl.. (: said hi's to meryl and yizhe and stuff.. ooh and angie liked the prez..! so did bernie!! and weix! hope sophia likes it too!

 

prom was quite fun! except post prom was a nightmare. thank goodness i din go! >< heard half the ppl got drunk and some random ppl jus started smoking omg. seems like they booked the place till 2 and then everyone zaoed by 1. so what to do? stay behind and play piano. playing a piano as u wish.. in a big open area.. at 1am.. is quite an experience..! haha.

 

ohwell. im jus thankful that i took away so many new friends! (:

 

cheers..~~!

the hate

and now i can go back to hating rjc in peace.

 

amid my tempest of feelings. i just hate everything.

 

life sucks.

lunch + beethoven

beethoven's 32nd sonata rocks my socks!

 

apart from that.. yihan + keyi + jiayi + me had a super terrific lunch at tien court... super nice food (: codfish + dimsum and the service and food were all terrific (: and then they were like super impressed hahaha.. den we had mango pudding which was really nice too.. ahh. den we walk all the way to clarke quay after lunch.. den gah had to find a way to pass my cert to mr chong so in the end i left it like in the fire hose there. so unglam! >< okay.

 

and today's angie's birthday! happy birthday darlin mei! (: haf a rockin 18th! =D

 

and good luck for christine's ftcl (zomg!)

 

wahh i super full and ultra tired. bio was a disaster. quotequote-- "fubared."

 

the reward

and i have been well rewarded..

 

thank you!

string break!

rach 2! bang! break! ): E6/F6. lol. whatfun.

day of reckoning #1

so...

 

how? ):

 

im excited and nervous and happy and sad all at the same time.

 

and i cant concentrate.

 

forget it.

 

i'll just continue to mug phy and pretend nothing happened.

 

like youre waiting for the call of your life.

 

one of them.

 

how?

 

dno.

bleeding heart romanticism

 

sound so powerful, so coherent, so brilliant and exciting and heartwrenching...

 

sound so natural and musical...

 

sound that flowed with your thoughts, amplifying and resonating with it... and something that pulsated together with your heartbeat, making you and the music as one...

 

sound so powerful and imaginative, it appealed not only to humans at face value, but it went past the superficial and touched a nerve in your heart, so striking that it instead appealed to the very instinct and nature of humankind.

 

that of joyousness and grief, that of the vastness of the earth and land, the unbounded imaginations of the soul, that was all-encompassing and could just encapsulate someone in that world that was the music.

 

something that could evoke your tears, and change your mood. something so deep and touching not only your eyes cried, your heart bled along with it.

 

sound so sincere, it could vanquish the hypocrisy and cynicism and evil in the world, something that could reflect upon the darkest of human soul, and show it so sheerly.

 

sound so tangible, your fingers could feel itself playing to the music, you could feel yourself moving along with the melody, the many lines- ups and downs, and the harmonies- chord I's, chord III7#5's, chord IV7's, chord V's, chord VI's, perfect cadences, imperfect cadences, plagal cadences, interrupted cadences, modulations... all of that. you could feel as if you were the music- being so intently yet respectfully wrenched from the written score into the hearts of the audiences...

 

what sound..

 

how true.

yc showed me this. how true..

bleeding heart romanticism

 

sound so powerful, so coherent, so brilliant and exciting and heartwrenching...

 

sound so natural and musical...

 

sound that flowed with your thoughts, amplifying and resonating with it... and something that pulsated together with your heartbeat, making you and the music as one...

 

sound so powerful and imaginative, it appealed not only to humans at face value, but it went past the superficial and touched a nerve in your heart, so striking that it instead appealed to the very instinct and nature of humankind.

 

that of joyousness and grief, that of the vastness of the earth and land, the unbounded imaginations of the soul, that was all-encompassing and could just encapsulate someone in that world that was the music.

 

something that could evoke your tears, and change your mood. something so deep and touching not only your eyes cried, your heart bled along with it.

 

sound so sincere, it could vanquish the hypocrisy and cynicism and evil in the world, something that could reflect upon the darkest of human soul, and show it so sheerly.

 

sound so tangible, your fingers could feel itself playing to the music, you could feel yourself moving along with the melody, the many lines- ups and downs, and the harmonies- chord I's, chord III7#5's, chord IV7's, chord V's, chord VI's, perfect cadences, imperfect cadences, plagal cadences, interrupted cadences, modulations... all of that. you could feel as if you were the music- being so intently yet respectfully wrenched from the written score into the hearts of the audiences...

 

what sound..