Friday, March 19, 2004
freak freak freak!! i've juz wasted my dae!! argh, did nothing constructive since i woke up. haix. yest was gd, studying at e lib n kfc wif xy. at least i finished studying my maths. all of it. in 1 dae, or even less. onli met up wif her in e afternoon. did my phy in e morn. tot i wuld haf more time for my bio, or even chem but juz great, i juz hafta waste away 1 whole dae!!!!tis sux. poo. lazy freaky me. juz wonderful. didn't touch bio 1 bit. juz lazing ard, spending time online duno doin wat, watch tv n yeap, dat's practically wat i did till now. argh. lack discipline to sit down n study. argh. gdness, shuld juz shut myself up in a rm where there is onli a table, chair n my study stuff. but den again, might not work, u might juz find me slping in there. suppose its wif ME. problem lies wif ME. argh, better change. been procrastinating bout tis. sick. how i wish i can like mug continuously like jingyi (since e dae i knew her she has benn mugging), or weizhen. hmmm, mayb juz half their hardworkin genes in studies wuld do. =p
i shall attempt to change now! =)
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Thursday, March 18, 2004
aiya...didn't manage to wake up in time to blog....hehe... was my burfdae on 17 march. anw 18 yr old le, dun realli fell any dif but yep, can consume alchol legally le! =)early in e morn went to woch budderfly effect. damn nice show, really gd. not bcos its v violent or anything, it totally rox. =)
muz go n watch. 1st time hearing serene scream oso...=p. realli loud. gdness, luckily onli got e 3 of us in e cinema. but it didn't realli help a lot when 1 is freaking scared n e other is well scared too. 1st time c cinema inside got sofa wan.haha. serene wanted to sit there, but we didn't lah in e end. there was like tis wall thing there oso, barrier separating e sofas frm where u can walk den we were erm.... climbing it. hehe. ah well, not smth u wuld wan to do in sch u, but we did anw. haha.
den after dat walk ard a bit n went for lunch, at swensons. not bad lah e food, quite a lot oso. they got some promotion gg on i think, den they gave free tix to sentosa n free diving lesson. woah i wan to go!!! but apparently my dad dun allow. haix. duno wat reason he gave lah, forgot le. mayb can ask my cousin in time to come. haa.
den e part on returning home, walked frm kranji mrt to woodlands, den took mrt frm there. =)
not bad lah e walk, except dat duno y my bag like got gold bars inside, my shoulder is v tired. haha. wanted to walk frm woodlands all e way to amk, but aiya, bit lazy le.hehe. but i made up for it. after dinner i went to e park. walk for bout 40min bah. haha. although not realli e same dist, i did move a bit more.
den at night aunty n uncle came over to cut cake. yep. they bought it. ice cream cake. haha, frm swensons oso. not bad lah. its diff frm e ice cream cake i ate last time.
serene: thanx for e erm exotic/unique? prezzies=)
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Tuesday, March 16, 2004
A beautiful true storyAt the prodding of my friends, I am writing this story. My name is Mildred Hondorf. I am a former elementary school music teacher from Des Moines, Iowa. I've always supplemented my income by teaching piano lessons-something I've done for over 30 years. Over the years I found that children have many levels of musical ability. I've never had the pleasure of having a prodigy though I have taught some talented students.
However I've also had my share of what I call "musically challenged" pupils. One such student was Robby. Robby was 11 years old when his mother (a single Mom) dropped him off for his first piano lesson. I prefer that students (especially boys!) begin at an earlier age, which Iexplained to Robby.
But Robby said that it had always been his mother's dream to hear him play the piano. So I took him as a student. Well, Robby began with his piano lessons and from the beginning I thought it was a hopeless endeavor.
As much as Robby tried, he lacked the sense of tone and basic rhythm needed to excel. But he dutifully reviewed his scales and some elementary pieces that I require all my students to learn.
Over the months he tried and tried while I listened and cringed and tried to encourage him. At the end of each weekly lesson he'd always say, "My mom's going to hear me play someday." But it seemed hopeless. He just did not have any inborn ability. I only knew his mother from a distance as she dropped Robby off or waited in her aged car to pick him up. She always waved and smiled but never stopped in.
Then one day Robby stopped coming to our lessons. I thought about calling him but assumed because of his lack of ability, that he had decided to pursue something else. I also was glad that he stopped coming. He was a bad advertisement for my teaching!
Several weeks later I mailed to the student's homes a flyer on the upcoming recital. To my surprise Robby (who received a flyer) asked me if he could be in the recital. I told him that the recital was for current pupils and because he had dropped out he really did not qualify. He said that his mother had been sick and unable to take him to piano lessons but he was still practicing. "Miss Hondorf . . . I've just got to play!" he insisted.
I don't know what led me to allow him to play in the recital. Maybe it was his persistence or maybe it was something inside of me saying that it would be all right. The night for the recital came. The high school gymnasium was packed with parents, friends and relatives. I put Robby up last in the program before I was to come up and thank all the students and play a finishing piece. I thought that any damage he would do would come at the end of the program and I could always salvage his poor performance through my "curtain closer."
Well, the recital went off without a hitch. The students had been practicing and it showed. Then Robby came up on stage. His clothes were wrinkled and his hair looked like he'd run an eggbeater through it. "Why didn't he dress up like the other students?" I thought. "Why didn't his mother at least make him comb his hair for this special night?"
Robby pulled out the piano bench and he began. I was surprised when he announced that he had chosen Mozart's Concerto #21 in C Major. I was not prepared for what I heard next. His fingers were light on the keys, they even danced nimbly on the ivories. He went from pianissimo to fortissimo. From allegro to virtuoso. His suspended chords that Mozart demands were Magnificent! Never had I heard Mozart played so well by people his age. After six and a half minutes he ended in a grand crescendo and everyone was on their feet in wild applause.
Overcome and in tears I ran up on stage and put my arms around Robby in joy. "I've never heard you play like that Robby! How'd you do it? " Through the microphone Robby explained: "Well Miss Hondorf . . remember I told you my Mom was sick? Well, actually she had cancer and passed away this morning. And well . . . she was born deaf so tonight was the first time she ever heard me play. I wanted to make it special." There wasn't a dry eye in the house that evening. As the people from Social Services led Robby from the stage to be placed into foster care, I noticed that even their eyes were red and puffy and I thought to myself how much richer my life had been for taking Robby as my pupil.
No, I've never had a prodigy but that night I became a prodigy. . of Robby's. He was the teacher and I was the pupil For it is he that taughtme the meaning of perseverance and love and believing in yourself and maybe even taking a chance in someone and you don't know why.
its high time i study. no more lousy excuses.
argh...e connection!!!! its driving me nuts...!!
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ah...wth... tis thing's a faKe!! haha. mayb not e part on wat u were, but e description is. tried it a few times n got different stuff...huruhr. like well-behaved greek god, absent-minded, spoiled, sneaky, spontaneous etcetc. fake fake fake. haha... but its great to know dat u r a greek god!! haha. n i'm a well-dressed, well-dressed?!?! greek god.
juz freaking bored, freaking unwilling to study. poo. stuck at hm wif BOOKS n NOTES on such a beautiful dae, wat a waste. haix. nvm, tml shall b it... i'll get out of e hse...hur hur. =p
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Monday, March 15, 2004
staying at hm izn't doin me any gd. can't study. too much distractions. n i keep pigging, eating n eating. it dosen't help it when my sis decided to make truffles.=pfinish reading organic chem, dun think anything is left in my brain, think e sieve holes r a bit too big to retain anything inside. most prob hafta restudy n make a pt to memorise some stuff, make e holes smaller. starting on maths for a change. complex no. not dat hard i think.
didn't run in e morn either. tot it was raining so i decided to stay in bed longer. woke up to find out it was some air purifier dat was making e noise. -hrmph- how silly of me. think i'm juz finding reasons not to wake up. sheesh. getting too lazy 4 my own gd.
ahhhhhh...!!
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without a passion for life, it spells death to a human.
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Sunday, March 14, 2004
gdness...e new connection realli SUX!! its slow, it causes my msn to go on n off, wun let me sign in for icQ, wuldn't load pics. argh, can't stand it (neither can i sit on it). ah well, taking a break frm mugging~actualli i haf a big prob, i dun seem to b able to stay awake everynight. haf been slping like at 10 when i m suppose to b studying. yest i actualli slpt till like 1230 den my sis woke me. i slpt for a while more, woke up den walk to my bed n slpt. (was slping on e floor in my study rm, i even abandones my fav:com) haix. slpt juz now too, juz dat i woke up at 1045 tis time. argh. tis is bad.
anw, went to do cip 2dae. at marina promanade. some ulu place, far away frm e crowd, n they expect to get pple to cum buy stuff. was doin food stall n lo n behold, i haf been pigging out since i arrive till i leave dat place. yep, eating n eating n eating. saw weizhen oso, she was doin ice cream stall n cos like business was bad for every1(in dat ulu place, like onli those mads n their bfs or huever go), she gave me tis like whole carton of ice cream, 24 of cups! had to give away, den all of us like ate at least 3 cups. -groans- i ate like 1 bowl of eh fishball noodles, wif courtesy of e dodo fishball company, they gave us dat. den eh fried beehoon, chicken wing, otah, curry puffs(4 of em i think), eh, duno how mani cans of drinks( drinks stall juz beside us, hehe) n of course e ice creams. =).
wonderful life i haf, to b able to eat! haha, though it can't b compared to wat serene ate for dinner yesterdae( satay beehoon, nasi lemak n sugar cane juice), it nearly killed me there. haha. wanted to run ard dat ard to empty my stomach, but didn't, cos eh, no where to put e bag n there got a lot of those maids n duno wat lah. ended up in e esplanade lib. nice place =). studied e chem i brought along( i m so hardworking). eh mayb 1 or 2 chapters. great place, but v v v cold. haha, was freezing in there.
after dat took mrt to meet parents at j8 for dinner( yep, stuffing my face again). i've decided, i'll go jog every morn. its e hols anw, haf a bit more time. wuld feel more awake after running. want to check out e park too. e old old wan, dat dae pass by c they renovated it n it looks nice..hurhur. shall find out e dist when i go n run. yep yep. oh yah, mum didn't want to buy dat 40bucks gu niang bag. she sae too x le. ah well, PARENTS. haha.
watched a bit of parents trap too. though watche it b4, it still v much made me luff. luv e pranks they play on e cruella~ hurhur. luv e vinyard scene, so nice. they get to ride on horses too! haix. wun ever get to do dat in spore. their dog, sammie, made me think of royroy. still haven't visited him. it was a little wet ard my eyes when i think of him. miss him so much, really hope of mum letting him cum back for a few daes?? i noe its impossible, but still hope for it. since she keeps asking wat i wan for my bdae present, n da bag is like out of qn, mayb roy roy can cum back for a few daes??? but dat wun b fair for him. haix.
think bloggin dosen't make me wake up. juz sapped my energy n made me even more slpy n tired. haiyo. shall post a joke everydae, erm actualli onli got 7. not exactly jokes, but here goes.
have u heard of the baby-pool joke?
u're too shallow for it.
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