Sigh~ So many things happened today. First, late for Npstrings practise today. Luckily they haven't start practising. Reach the club house at about 1.30pm, looking restless and soul-less. haha. Just don't feel like talking to anyone. Don't even know why. Am I anti-social? Oh my.. I think I got attitude problem. Sigh. I didn't improved in my speed nor the right tune. Still make alot mistakes and the sound is so weird. Stopped a few time during the rehearsal. When will I don't make any mistake? Today heard edward playing piano. So evny him, the way he plays, u can feel that his song is alive, those type of soul music. To me his standard is more than grade 8. Just that he didn't got a diploma yet. When will I make it to his stardard? Sigh. Borrow Yanni scores from him. Those pieces quite soothing. Quite suit my taste. haha. Hopefully, tomorrow I can photocopy, by friday it'll be ready. So many grade 8 pianist in Npstrings. oh myyyy.... I'm way below them. >.< Well got to practise very hard for my piano and violin. Three more days and I'll be performing for the family concert. Way to go!
Secondly, got home quite late today, unexpectedly. We're held up by the second rehearsal. So when I got home, I'm motivated to play on my piano. Play until 9.15pm. Daddy nagging at me, as I didn't even bath and eat my dinner. Well, come online at about eleven. Daddy and mummy start nagging at me again. Some more the way my dad nags is those type of shouting one. So U could hear it when U're just walking past my house. Not in good mood today, I just fight back. Then nagging turned into quarreling. I shout back. Fighting for my rights. This is no way in teaching a child to obey U. Every child has a different character. Your way of teaching is already the past. Not every child can stand the way their parents teaching method. Sigh. I don't really mean to quarrel with anyone. it's not that I'm grow up and I have my own wings to fly. it's not that.. Just that I need some freedom and respect. I don't wish to have everything until ur control. Moody. Bloodly. Worn out. I need respect!
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