Sunday, September 21, 2008

Saturday is not very good.
Meet up with xx to get the army shirt that my bro wanted.
I bring him to try subway because I think is not bad when the bread is toasted.
And it's not always that great after all. This is the first time I am complaining that they put too much salt in my bread. So boo for this try.
Walked around FEP as I thought he wanted to get some nice tops, in the end, I am the one who ended up buying top for myself. I got myself a cute vest. YAAA! Vintage kind eh! Okay, maybe not so vintage after all. But still CUTE! HEHEE!
Then I went for my piano lesson, horrible nightmare began. I was told that the result was out. I told myself it's okay if I cannot get merit, at least if I am somewhere near there, it's fine. BUT BUT.. disappointment. In fact, it was worst than my previous exam. The result didn't hit me as fast as a hurricane. Things turned bad when my teacher came and said "I thought you're suppose to wait for me to see the result?" Am I not sensitive enough or am I behaving normal to see the result first? I have been trying to ask myself this question and the more I thought of it, I want to argue for my stand. I am stubborn. Playing on the piano became the hardest thing for me to do at that moment. And when it came to bach, I have no idea how am I suppose to play that piece as there are a lot of accidentals in that piece. I have to admit that I don't like that piece at all and I didn't have enough practise for it. That's the worst moment of my life, I don't have a liking for it and I'm still forced to play it. Teacher reprimanded me, again I am stubborn and emo, I cried like nobody business. I always have this weird habit that once I cry, it's tough for me to stop. I wish that I was strong to vent all my anger on the piece instead. But, my heart was commanding instead of my brain. I cry throughout the whole lesson. Can you imagine how horrible the situation was? :((

My life is full of emotions today.
Horrible situation, awkward situation, funny situation, etc..


Super stubborn.

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