Sunday, November 13

Yipee! Its over! Oh yeah, and in case you were wondering what I was rambling about these few hours, its this. My teacher organized this little concert in a music school. And she told all her students and perhaps some of her friends' students, to prepare a piece each for it.

I think I looked like a boy. Like, ALL the girls wore skirts and dresses? My teacher said no jeans allowed so I wore the same pair of pants that I use for piano exams and events that go like, "NO JEANS ALLOWED". Hey but not fair because some guys wore jeans. And I wore a black shirt because black is always good except for the funeral thing. We're supposed to wear like, proper shoes, but I "cheated" and wore sneakers. Heh heh.

I got lost on the way there. Because dad drove me there, then he was like, "I think I passed it." Then I told him to turn but it was a crappy one-way street. So I got off, having absolutely no clue about where the school was. I asked directions from like, 5 people and then I finally found it after 20 minutes of strolling walking around.

Oh yeah. How come so many Indian men like to hold hands? I saw 2 pairs today. Okay, maybe its the same pair I saw twice, but that's not the point.

Before it started, I saw the little sheet of paper my teachers was giving to the parents and teachers watching. And there my name was, "2) FELICE LEONG Sonatina in G by L.V. Beethoven" Urgh! OMG! I bet everyone must be going, "What the hell (Haha, Puva) is wrong?" It just IS! I cannot explain.
To add to the horridness, it was freezing cold in the bloody place. My hands were like ultra numb. And the piano's stand thing (the one where they hold your score) is so high! Cannot see! Hey, but I thought the sound was quite good. I should consider getting one of those special pianos. The big ones with the "flap". Okay, shit, I'm laughing. And laughing really hard. I didn't mean FLAP. I meant... okay, I don't know.

There were a bunch of problems. Like the usual crappy bar 75-77 mistake.

After the whole thing was over, the boy announced that it was time for phototaking. Man! I thought I could escape. Anyway, we all stood there like idiots. And then everyone was like, taking pictures. And after like how long? Someone was like, "How come so long one?" And all of us burst out laughing and I bet it looked quite bad in the photos.

Oh yeah, I finally found the name to the super nice Mozart song. Its called Rondo Alla Turca. Yahhhhhhhhh. Somebody just saw the light! :D

6:04 PM