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Guitar hero,
Sunday, August 15, 2010 // 7:47 PM

Life's still great as life is, no need to elaborate on that point. It suck to think about how badly I've done, but the week ahead is for me to face. I'm gonna try do all my homework as promised (to myself). A math is a must-do. Binomial Theorem seem manageable, but I have still queries about that chapter. I'm not gonna fail my maths, because I'll commit suicide if I did. Better buck up, or just waste a year redoing my 'O' levels in 2013.

Well, loads of things planned in the near future. I'm gonna train my vocals, heck care the strain. My voice is like shit. Goes super sharp (sometimes more than an octave sharper) when I sing. It's super irritating. I can't stand it. Then, I'll go practice my E-flat clarinet pitching, 'cause I suck. Hopefully my wrists don't die in the process of doing it. Homeworks are to be done, or completed. At least half of them, no more last minute studying, and there goes my weekends. It's hard to think of. I'm gonna cut down time on facebook, since it kills all my free time. Blogging and tumblring will be less too. That suck, yeah. To the max. I'm gonna chiong piano too. My chromatics are in a shit mess thanks to my wrists too. Ahwell, no more no more free time. Life's about to suck more. HAHA. But in slightly more than a year's time it's gonna be worth it. I'm not gonna waste my life away anymore.

PS. I like guys who play the guitar. And Desiree thinks that's ridiculous. I think 'He's hot, but he freaking have braces.' is so much weirder. Like as if it makes a guy un-hot to have braces. AHWELL, personal preferences.