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Saturday, July 29, 2006

my life is getting miserable these days.

EVERYTHING
and i meant EVERYTHING,
is about

STUDYING.
STUDYING.
and MORE STUDYING.

sighs.

to make things WORST,
i went to test the exam piano today.
and i can say, it was the WORST day of my week.

i really tried my best practising.
but instead, she said i didnt.
its okay.
maybe i just didnt practise well enough.

but she kept criticising EVERY single thing i played,
from my pieces, to scales, to sight reading and oral.
practically EVERYTHING.
in fact,
its EVERYTHING.

and at that time,
i really felt like a big failure.

and when she complained to my sis,
i felt worst.
my tears ALMOST came out.
but held them back
i mean,
why cry in front of others?

AIYAHHH~!!!

i dont know why.
but i'm getting REALLY stressed up.

and the funny thing is,
i dont know what i'm stressed about.

there's like really SO MUCH to do.
SO MUCH.
but yet,
i dont know where to start from.
and there's SO LITTLE time.


11:32 PM