getting a tad bored with school life without cca... its quite a sudden change- one moment there's track/sprints every 1, 3, 5... the next moment im going home right after school ends on mon wed n fri. then everytime i reach home walk thru the door, i'll see my spikes sitting on the floor itching to jump into action but cannot. when i find some time in the absence of books i'll relive the sprint days.
n finally i learnt to play a little piano... (proudly,) self-taught. at least i know how to play the intros of 100 years and Bad Day. on youtube there's this video showing the 'left' n 'right' of the piano piece for 100 years. i still don't know how to read scores. i just remember the keys by the keys n nothing else. bro found the score for bad day online n 'translated' ink to 'visual stimuli' for me... so now, im not piano illiterate but neither m i proficient. can say:
proficiency in tamil << proficiency in piano << proficiency in chinese
n now, to cap it all, i had a very demoralising small talk with ms wong today. she told me the situation n the riskiness n business n the whole issue of taking a second s paper, particularly maths s... when i told her i intended to stay in singapore, she gave tt look of obvious-ness: then why the hell are u still continuing with 2 s papers u bloody idiot?
i remember sometime ago i was considering whether or not to continue with maths s, and i said i'll just give it a WHACK... that decision was wrong. i've been wasting my time on a second s paper. staying back until 6plus every tues when i could've gone home by 130, plus its risky to pit myself against so many others taking the most common s paper, plus i dun even need nor want it. im dropping it pronto... dad already let me. so now my tuesday's abt 5 hours freeier. i'll decide whether or not to spend it in the library or at home- but definitely i'll devote it to academics. anyway i still thank mr chew for giving me a chance... but i never should have went for the qualifying test.
once upon a time i was packed to 6pm every single day of the week- mon wed fri was training, tues was maths s, thurs was phys s. Now im just left with thursday's 6 o clocks. a little hard to swallow, but i'll manage. bye maths s... i'll miss u, but i won't want u back... haha
n finally i learnt to play a little piano... (proudly,) self-taught. at least i know how to play the intros of 100 years and Bad Day. on youtube there's this video showing the 'left' n 'right' of the piano piece for 100 years. i still don't know how to read scores. i just remember the keys by the keys n nothing else. bro found the score for bad day online n 'translated' ink to 'visual stimuli' for me... so now, im not piano illiterate but neither m i proficient. can say:
proficiency in tamil << proficiency in piano << proficiency in chinese
n now, to cap it all, i had a very demoralising small talk with ms wong today. she told me the situation n the riskiness n business n the whole issue of taking a second s paper, particularly maths s... when i told her i intended to stay in singapore, she gave tt look of obvious-ness: then why the hell are u still continuing with 2 s papers u bloody idiot?
i remember sometime ago i was considering whether or not to continue with maths s, and i said i'll just give it a WHACK... that decision was wrong. i've been wasting my time on a second s paper. staying back until 6plus every tues when i could've gone home by 130, plus its risky to pit myself against so many others taking the most common s paper, plus i dun even need nor want it. im dropping it pronto... dad already let me. so now my tuesday's abt 5 hours freeier. i'll decide whether or not to spend it in the library or at home- but definitely i'll devote it to academics. anyway i still thank mr chew for giving me a chance... but i never should have went for the qualifying test.
once upon a time i was packed to 6pm every single day of the week- mon wed fri was training, tues was maths s, thurs was phys s. Now im just left with thursday's 6 o clocks. a little hard to swallow, but i'll manage. bye maths s... i'll miss u, but i won't want u back... haha
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