Smile, though your heart is achingLast week till school ends, and we all go for a round of death called "exams". I am still not very sure whether I have studied everything I needed. Neither am I very sure what I have studied is worth my time as well. But still, nothing is definite and so are we.
Smile, even though it’s breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
you’ll get by
Resumed Piano lessons again. I have a habit to play faster and faster when I master something, and a waltz becomes a dance tune whenever I'm anxious. It's a fantastic vent for my anger, disappointment, frustration.. you get the point.
An hour a day. Keeps the psychologists away. And plus its exercise for my arms to hold them straight, you try doing that. Think of it as a way to move your fingers in sync. And then there's notes to read, when to start and pause, when to press really hard, when to get the swing...
Sometimes I wish life was simpler. But we can never get what we want, and sometimes it is really pointless.
Today was kinda really bad. Hope tomorrow will be better. Of to do my 1 hour a day again. Strangely it's kinda fulfilling in a way.
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