I'm posting this because someone asked me to update.. zzzzzzzzzzz T_T
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LOLOL, it's such a weird day.
I had a hard time deciding whether I should go for the Flag Day CIP, and get that four hours and forfeit 1 hour of organ lesson which costed approximately SGD$60. In the end, I chose organ.
Just as well, because it was a very fine lesson :D
Not only did I learn to guess notes with respect to three flats or three sharps, I showed the teacher I'm not that stupid after all xD
When she gave me motive improvisation, where they gave you three bars or notes and you're supposed to compose a whole song, with my instincts, I played beyond what I was supposed to play (accidentally).
HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.
I was supposed to play G, then G, then D7 and D7 followed by double dominant A#7 etcetcetc, which is a happy little tune.
Instead, I played G, then Em, followed by Am, bringing the song down into a sadder level.
Mwahahahha, my instincts are getting better, because the teacher said it was a nicer tune, and it's definitely acceptable IF you know the notes.
She praised me for the nice chorus for the previous exercise too.
=3
But then I got myself into deep waters because I had no idea how to end the tune and move on to the chorus. If I don't end it, I'd go on forever and never stop. And now it's homework. My face fell when she said that.
Oops.
How nice.
=PP
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On my way, I saw Wenxin, Brenda and many more people making their way to Clementi. I instinctively dodged them, making a whole around around the MRT station so I wouldn't meet them.
Haha, that proved useless.
When I headed towards the Yamaha building, I spotted Nureen, who obviously reached before me. Effort went down the drain, I guess. She was, "Michelle??"
And after a couple of words, I moved on and met Beatrice, who also, "Michelle??"
Returning home, I met: Beatrice and Nureen again, Pei Jun, Debbie Chia, Wenxin, Brenda, Irvin, Alan and Elliot (9 people, woah)
I donated 50 cents to Beatrice.
Pei Jun was doing so much better, quite obviously by the weight of her tin, and yeah, she had planted herself directly outside NTUC. Whaddya expect? xD
Near the MRT station, I saw Alan, Elliot and Irvin consequently standing in a wide triangle asking for donations. Lol! Irvin saw me and I said hi. I hope it didn't sound mocking. Hahah.
I met Debbie near the escalator... she looked the most surprised, I think =P
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Wheeeeeeee, my U.S friend replied my roleplay mail!!! Like, finally! Mwahahahaha... things are finally getting dramatic between Blazetail and Howlingwind.
I like roleplaying the male (Blazyyy) because I get to be the dominant and arrogant one =DD
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Alvin is really good. He's being strict, much stricter than my mother, definitely, because he feels my lil brother is spoilt rotten. Even when my lil brother is about to vomit out the pineapple, he still forces.
He's doing it for my brother's own good, because he needs to survive in the future without "Mummy!!" all the time.
I see a reaalllly great future parent =D
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That reminds me, yesterday, Mrs Toh was mentioning about handwritings. She lectured us and suggested several model handwritings to refer to.
She actually mentioned my name xDDD
I managed to stifle my laughter and smile, awkwardly.
Cause I've never heard of such a thing before =o
My handwriting isn't anything close to pretty/fancy, just clearly readable and considerably neat if I'm not in a rush; that's the kind Mrs Toh likes.
-chucks paper to show everyone the only-too-normal handwriting-
It's been so weird these days.
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I'm deleting the previous post due to some casualties... I'm transferring the thing about literature here =D
Someone in my brother's class said in a prayer to God, "Thank you for giving us literature, because literature students are blessed with the gift of sympathy. When they are upset, they have the ability to move into another world..."
It was so strange and random but I liked it. It strikes me that it's true literature students easily sympathize.
Reason? In all the texts and poems we analyze, we need to understand the persona's feelings as much as possible.
We end up being sensitive and knowing how others feel (for some, it doesn't really mean they'd care).
ROFL, try not to lie to a literature student, mkay? =P
-mow-
posted by Michelle @ 2:36 PM
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