sigh. i'm getting worried-er by the second. about piano.
this is the LAST exam i'm taking, thus the most crucial.
i need to get my act together, i know, but i can't seem to interpret the pieces properly. bleh.
my scales. argh. rusty.
my aural. argh x infinity. dead.
my pieces and scales make me or break me, and that i can't even do properly now. damn.
i played the pieces over a few times in a few different ways. and i can't decide which one to use for each.
maybe i'm being too stressed out.
this year is the first year i've not overdone my pieces, and i don't want to spoil them. ARGH.
shoot, i should take a break from pieces, except for the third one, which i haven't really interpreted correctly.
that's the problem with romantic (eh, not the romance kind of thing, it's a period of music) pieces. it needs a great deal of concentration and focus to get the feeling + mood that you want. it's hard to hold it for the whole song.
ms chok thinks most youngsters can't really hold it for the whole song, but she thinks i can. so maybe if i try harder, i really can. hmmm.
and whoever thinks that piano is just punching in the keys and typing out the notes, try romantic pieces and you'll know what i mean that piano is exhausting, emotionally and mentally.
you suck your emotions out to put them in the playing. i feel drained, dude. very drained. my back aches. my neck aches too. damn. my butt too, because my chair isn't the cushion type.
ARGH. I MUST BLOODY DO IT. I CANNOT LET ALL THESE YEARS OF DOING PIANO GO DOWN THE DRAIN. RAWRRRRR, piano exam.

sigh. there's also math next week. sucks. really.
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