ntu soci 3rd year x))
17th april 1987
5'7 tall
I don't tolerate incongruity
Music, Dancefloor makes me come alive
A world of self denial i live
embodiment of ice
YDesires.
canon ixus 970is or
fujifilm f100d
clothes
maintain GPA of 4.0 above
happiness
pretty skin
when people are thinking of mugging right now, i'm still stuck with 2 essays to complete by friday. and i'm hooked onto reading books (at this point of time.faintz) not to mention the 15cm thick notes glimmering in my cabinet (waiting for me to touch them) and my 1st exam venue is at a weird place. i'm so scared i can't find it on time! my paper starts at a frigging 9am..
i'm thinking how to finish 4 essays in 150mins.. so so reminds me of geography A levels paper.
can't wait for 28th nov to come!! countdown : 19 days..
19 days to......... MOVIES!!! more happy dates with my dearest :) a pampering full manicure+pedicure session! shopping!! *still thinking of that 300 bucks liberation bag* planning of dear's birthday surprise =x
i was packing one of my cupboard that day.. then there's this huge stack of band music scores.. in which..i saw 3 copies of bassoon scores which i paid hundreds for.. then i think..i guess i'll never get to realise my dream at that point of time.. which is to play these concertos. i was filled with enthusiasm placing the orders seeking mr ng's opinion. one of the 3 is something no one has really played before on a bassoon..thus there's no CD/recording for it.. *TOO AMBITIOUS* then..after that..i practice and practice.. i feel so demoralised..and i feel i'm deproving like shit. then i feel somewhat sick of the "new" swo because of the swamping in of dhssb people.. the feeling of swo is no longer there..its just another dhssb alumni band. then..i escape. vanished into thin air like nothing.. sigh. not that my passion for music is gone. my passion for music is always so strong.. piano..organ..bassoon..my next step was to take up cello.. but..it was this unknown factor that makes me don't dare to touch any of these anymore. but nonetheless.. the band days are one of the precious memories in my teenage life
i'm worried for you worried that you always sleep so late worried that you skip your meals again worriedthatyou get scolded by parents worried that you have no money for yourself... now i'm worried that you can't find a job sigh
sparklethots
