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Friday, Nov. 05, 2004 12:56 a.m.

science soc high table dinner.. our performance was ok la. just as usual, i fried a bit. made some mistakes i would make only during performances.

walking in that pair of shoes made me sooo tired!

the choir was practising in haking. they sounded quite nice! aiya. couldn't sing with my old classmates tim. coz i chose upo instead of the choir.

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sei la. what am i gonna do. history is repeating itself. is there a better way to deal with it?

by the way we are about to sign the contract la. soon we'll move into the flat in western street. it's a nice flat of 600 square feet, with 3 bedrooms+1 bathroom, 5 �ɦ�, tv, cd player, air-cons, microwave etc. it's near to king's college. pretty close to knowles leh~

bosco got the diploma... that leads me to think why i quitted after grade 8. i had practised the diploma pieces and i liked them a lot, but i was sort of determined to leave. i remember i didn't like playing the piano since i was small. maybe i had been waiting for the day to quit for years. that's why i didn't hesitate to quit. however, after i quitted, i played the piano every day for at least an hour. maybe i didn't really hate it after all?

just now i asked bosco to play the diploma piece that i had practised. it's called Castilla, Seguidillas. this piece always reminds me of the grade 7/8 violin piece that my brother played. it's called spanish tango. he played the violin quite well ga, but he didn't choose to develop in this area. really miss that violin sound.

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