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Saturday, May 06, 2006

apparently, my piano teacher discovered i haven't been practising for days on end.
bleh.
ahwell, made an empty promise to her that i would practise.
sheesh.

promises. funny things aren't they?
when you make a promise, you feel like you can do it right away and continue doing it forever.
but when you hit a rut, you feel like giving it up.

i've made a lot of promises
and i've met most of them except for two.
one is to practise my piano faithfully.
this i've not done it well.
gah.

not fulfilling the other promise makes me feel like a total asshole.
i swore something to someone and i am not doing what i said i would do.
well. i am sorry. it's just me i guess.
bleh. well. i swear i would keep the promise.
please wait. life's been really hard without those times we had.

okay i shall stop lamenting about promises not kept.
have to go mug physics.
i'm sorta dead.

<3 gab

1:22 PM