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Trini's.
121095.
CHIJ St. Nicholas Girls' School (Primary & Secondary)
P1P, P2W, P3P, P4P, P5C, P6C
S1C, S2P, S3L, S4L
PUBLICATIONS.
Catholic Junior College
1T28
GUZHENG ENSEMBLE

What is the difference between loving and liking?

Random musings

you pulled me back
caught me and left me hanging
in your pocket
you're my worst salvation, baby.
oh i wish i was not the one to walk away
to live life your way.

Formspring

Past entries

White rainbow;

♥ January 2009
♥ February 2009
♥ March 2009
♥ April 2009
♥ May 2009
♥ June 2009
♥ July 2009
♥ August 2009
♥ September 2009
♥ October 2009
♥ November 2009
♥ December 2009
♥ January 2010
♥ February 2010
♥ March 2010
♥ April 2010
♥ May 2010
♥ June 2010
♥ October 2010
♥ November 2010
♥ December 2010
♥ January 2011
♥ February 2011
♥ March 2011
♥ April 2011
♥ May 2011
♥ June 2011
♥ July 2011
♥ August 2011
♥ September 2011
♥ October 2011
♥ November 2011
♥ December 2011
♥ January 2012
♥ February 2012
♥ March 2012
♥ April 2012
♥ May 2012
♥ June 2012
♥ July 2012
♥ August 2012
♥ September 2012
♥ October 2012
♥ November 2012
♥ February 2013
♥ April 2013
♥ July 2013
♥ October 2013
♥ December 2013
♥ February 2014
♥ March 2014
♥ August 2014

Creditorials

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Wednesday, November 18, 2009

i hate piano more than i hate fei lun hai.
why do i cry when im not supposed to.
when the strong trini that doesn't cry isn't supposed to.
then trivial matters i dont give a fucking damn.
when others are just the opposite.
everything is fucked up.
my internet.
my new class next year.
my friends.
my life.
my piano.
my everything.

but what can i do about it
nothing
precisely, nothing.
practise more piano.
i fucking did okay.
i practise that fucking black thing.
played with its keys all day long.
great.
i just started both hands.
and you're asking me for what STACCATOES.
TIE NOTES.
ASK ME TO GO SLOW.
THEN SAY
PLAY FASTER!
what the fuck.
and then going to on to the first song which i am already familiar with.
i just fucking cried during the third song.
how the fuck do you want to play well when my eyes are blur with tears and my nose running.
so i get more scolding.
indeed.
then she complains to my mama.
and my dad asks how?
and my mama had to say "NEH PRACTISE LOR."
okay.
moral of my fucked up day: so what if you did practise. your teacher will never give you credit but instead pick on your mistakes when you're a beginner at the fucking song for both hands.

i practised so much for that third song.
im finally familiar with separate hands.
started both hands today.
JUST TODAY.
and she expects so much from me?
to get every single staccato and tie notes right.
maybe some piano genius.
no maybe everyone.
everyone but me can get that right.
BUT I CANT
SO WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT ME TO DO.
fuck you trini.
fuck you.