morgueville,heartland living.

what if mum had sent me to yamaha music school when i was a young kid? perhaps i would have become a child prodigy made good. sent to study at berkeley like john mayer. oh well. i think the very least is that i may master the basics of multi tasking since both sides of my brain cannot exactly go in sync. i love music. (spice girls was a mistake. i admit it.) it's like poetry with a tune to it. but i do wish i was studying at some art college. like the julliard school or something. but nonetheless.


oooh. it's supposed to be a busy week. well it is really, quite, but not as insane as i thought it might be. in fact, i seem to be free from tutorials and all! was trying to grasp all the air of optimism from miss g today. the survivor of countless cancer attacks. she wasn't in school for two days which was pretty scary since it could be something disastrous. (miss g is perhaps the only teacher i ever had that i wished never ever take a medical leave. ok except for that cute teacher who wore really short skirts in primary school.. i cannot remember her name. how tactful of me.) but well, she's going for a minor operation in may to remove 3 small, little tumours. and she seems pretty nonchalant about it like as though it's time to sip earl grey tea and ginger biscuits on a saturday afternoon. then she started lamenting all the drama and hoo-ha over this news as being hugely overthetop and what-is-wrong-with-these-people-?-!. and she end off saying 'because i happen to believe in God.' bless her. please do pray for her, by the way.


i am an optimistic cynic.