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my violin exam is fucking tomorrow at bloody 10 am. god, i hope i won’t be late. and i also hope the damn examiner gives me a pass and my mom won’t screw me over when she sees how shit i play tomorrow morning, when she’s watching me play before the exam.
i wish a lot of things.
i wish my mom wouldn’t insist on watching me before every performance/concert.
i wish my teacher would stop pressuring me to take exams. violin’s not even fun anymore. i only like playing songs that i’m not playing for any concert/exam. i tried out the rest of Bach’s partita no.3 this afternoon for my ‘break’ and had actual fun.
i wish for an insane amount of luck.
and thanks to Tim (omg he’s too sweet, really) and an old friend (who happened to sms me earlier today to see how my holidays were going and did i want to meet up? only to have me rant at her) for the lucks and support and stuff.
/edit well the drivers on the PIE chose an awesome time to crash into each other at Eng Neo, creating a bloody huge traffic jam. yeah, i was late by 10 mins. then, i made a record number of mistakes in my first song, and in the third song, my string popped. the examiner was very nice though. not snobby at all. he was also kind of cute.
i am seriously deprived. yes? yes.
so anyway, bizzare circumstances ended up with me hacing $92 in my wallet, so i blew $50 on a purple cardigan from mango and a “fawn” coloured henley from lasenza ._.
within the first hour of buying it i already experienced remorse for my $17.50, gone on a henley that was probably too tight (it is, it shows all my three folds of fat) and that i didn’t really need. but i love the cardigan, i wore it on the way home and out to buy dinner and i absolutely love it to pieces. even though it cost me $33): the mango sales assistants folding the clothes in the store were really nice though, they helped me decide what size to get for the cardi. compared to the assistant in the changing rooms, whom i had to prod to go and get me a new size.
me: “so can you get me size s?”
SA: “oh. uh okay”
…
SA: “actually this is size s.”
me *thinks*: wahlao then get me m lor! use your brains a bit can obv i want a bigger size right.
me: “oh. okay thanks.”
so i got it for myself instead.
but i noticed something. when wearing a tshirt and fbts i feel more covered up than when wearing a camisole, the long sleeved purple cardi and fbts. go figure.
helllooo.
thanks for tagging.
Bach’s partita? as in the diploma one?
I tried playing but its too bloody long and I’m too bloody lazy -_-
Well I was saving up for my adult years but..
/hands you insane amount of luck
You better appreciate it. ):
uh well it’s over by now I think but I hope it went well! O:
@mahdizain: your kid picture is so cuuuuute. mine was cute too actually but then puberty happened and ruined everything):
how are you north korean and called “mahdi zain”? am i not getting something here.
it’s pretty fun when you have fingering and stuffs. i guess. or maybe i just have this warped idea of fun.
@samboy: ooooo look, eBay time. “insane amount of luck”. sure to get an insane amount of bidders.
:D thanks!
@samgirl: hahaha my string popped in the third piece and i made an incredible amount of mistakes in the first piece. i was late by 10 mins because of a very well timed traffic jam on the PIE.
): no time to be nervous though. that was the only good thing.
i guess its just the novelty of toying around the whole idea of north korea. I really have no idea why, but I am strangely attracted to that weird place -_-
all the nuclear weaponry maybe.
you is boy. i’ve heard you guys tend toward the.. grisly, violent side of things.
i will sit here and (delicately) eat my marzipan with chocolate. mmmm.
i realise i have commented many many times on your blog. i jsut did so another 2 times. dammit i am not cool):
eck O: samgirl has a rather nice ring to it. if the henley’s too small for you I can try it on :D the sales assistants at the mango I went to were Not Very Nice ):