13 March 2005
8:08 AM
Finally, my well-earned break is here. Theory exam finished yesterday (believe it or not, it was held at ymca orchard! Talk about destiny..) and I'm hoping I'll pass. Unfortunately for me- the dumbo- I forgot that I had to transpose the
English Horn a perfect
4th down at concert pitch! Argh. I almost slapped myself when sooneh reminded me. How great is that? 6 marks down the stinking drain. I mean, it's not called
Horn in F for nothing lol.
And then there was the part about the trio being composed by Mendelssohn or Brahms or Britten. I couldn't decide at all, and what didn't help was that I spent the whole of last night doing last minute revision, and listening to
Schumann, which totally didn't come out.
After the exam, and the serious loss of about 6 million brain cells, me my sis and sarah went PS for some letting-off steam at the loss of marks. We took some neos, walk around some, then she waited for her mum to pick her up. The lucky girl. If I waited for my mum to pick me up, I might as well get a degree, a driver's license and migrate to Australia while I'm at it.
Today is another shopping day for me! I need retail therapy, bad. I was so bored I finished 2 Paperback novels yesterday night. Slept at 1am, sadly. But the novels were darn interesting, with everyone dying and killing everybody else. It was difficult to decide who
wasn't the killer lol. And I finally found Aldous Huxley's
Island! It's this great book about this perfect world in an island, and everyone who's not in it is terribly jealous of the perfection etc etc. And I finished Sylvia Plath's 'biography' in quick time. It was due long ago lol.
I'm leaving Liszt hanging on the player, pause mode. Better go let him show off his genius and talent (: Every time I listen to him, I am reminded abut hq's crush on Franz Liszt. The biography described him as a handsome man who was a charm with women. In my opinion, cavaliers don't deserve the time of the day, and I am not one to have huge crushes on men dead and buried anyhow. Besides, i don't like people who compose music I can't play. Call it the unreachable grapes are always the sour ones. (:
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