Bells of freedom is when you've reached the summit

the exam ended on friday. the so-not-nice-yet-still-alittle-nice department gave us the weekends off and tmr shall start the new mod Gene 2230 alr. For the first time in history, it's going to be a straight Mon to saturaday Lec. so dampening to know and non-anticipating for the arrival of yet another week.

Life can be rather ironic. Sometimes i want time to come to a standstill, while others, i would just want time to fast forward. Standstill is esp during the agonising week of study break cos it's like when i'm angsty and time still waits no man. i hate that feeling of pushing myself and doing self-talking to make myself better, then contd studying. Fast forwarding the time comes when it's the hols (oh it's too short the number of days to be even called the hols? Ah, beat it!).

And right now, i want time to move faster yet jam brake. how contradicting can i be. maybe if the presence of traffic lights do exist in the time-world, then it can be true. i so not want my piano exam to come. grade 8 makes me hate piano more than ever esp with the aural and sight reading part to conquer.

but then, i found this site which very much encourage me to try harder and be like one. i know i dreamt to be a music conductor or a pianist on stage one day, when i was a child. Right now, how long from now, could that dream become real?


http://www.jonschmidt.com/catalog/imeem_player.php?plname=Songs


Grrrr.. and i'm falling sick.