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It has been a year.

Today. (Happy birthday Amy Tee!)

Wow, I can't believe how much has happened. And I have been through it all.

The crooked ones, the seemingly mediocre ones and the fun ones.

I just hope it keeps on changing. And I want to keep on making something new.

For myself; for everybody around me.

Happie Nyu Yare everyone!

Trust me 2010 is just the start of a whole lot of hawtness!

Love, Andre.

P/S You'll never guess what I'm doing for midnight today ;)

I'm not

sick of being egocentric

I accept human nature

dear blog.

Am sorry for ditching you (sorta) but I hafta say, this blog is getting lame.

Heh. Sorrrrrreeeee. Let's just say I'm required to drink lotsa tea if I blog much. And I'm lazy to brew tea. Heh.

ciao

ultimately orgasmic!

i want immortality

nuff said huh

oh, no audition ah?

LOL (no I'm not ever gonna use that word again when I'm not laughin!)

Wow. Just, wow. I've never figured a proper lesson could be so much pressure. To be frank, I've never taken my mom's words seriously whenever I'm on the piano. Okay, maybe a few times, but she never got time for me anyways. You know, women with their business.

So mom said, I'm gonna send you to have a lesson with, OMGWTF a famous Malaysian pianist.

:)

:D

>:9

Awesome. 'Cos I thought I might never be able to, any further, hone my skills (if there are any) on the piano. Yay. But, wow (as mentioned earlier), wow, stressed much? Plus the dizziness knocking in my head (probably because of the messed-up order of food and food supplement), gah. A lot to work on.

And whenever I say a lot, I really, really mean a LOT.

And when someone is professional, he can really make you feel IT.

Yes, up your arse, down your throat, or right in the middle of your stomach. Behold, tremble before the almighty PANIC.

I was secretly swearing at myself when I played the first piece, where I fell down several (make that a few hundred) times, and repeated some 3908247592039457 stupid mistakes. And realized that wasn't even close to being worthy of swearing, when he pointed out what was necessary to take note of.

I've been practicing with the inappropriate fingerings all the time. FML indeed.

Well, nevertheless, it had been a both intriguing and enlightening experience! The joy!

I guess humans just still love things when they are seemingly turned 'right' or 'correct'. Nature. Bah, who cares, whatever.

+i killed

my crush (i think) because it is pointless.

Quoting a friend, crushes have absolutely no point.

Splendid holidays; so little time, so much to do!

An escape from the stark madness faced everyday.

And a nice nap in the afternoon plus jogging to work on! Teehee.