Every morning I board the train I mull over what people think of me. Usually they would glance at my uniform. If they can't guess which sch I'm from, they would glance another time. If they still can't then maybe they would give up.
That sounds pretty pessimistic. I have no idea what exactly I mind about. Even to Gran, whom I used to blur out everything to, I dun wish him to know. In fact, I didn't want anyone to know. My youngest bro sometimes would wonder why I refuse to reveal my school.
Next, I swear that I'll never step into Seoul Garden again. Reason being I suffered from severe indigestion and diarrhea on wed. Rested on the bed for 6 hours b4 the pain subsided, then another 7 hours of disrupted sleep before waking up at 5.30am to rush on tutorial. Gosh, I was really racing with time ytd. Left with only 1 hour to complete 13 pages of econs tutorial, I scribbled through almost every page on the way.
I wish my fingers are as nimble as my bro's. The speed they move is a thousand miles away from my reach. I played the song "天黑黑" using his CO instrument but no matter how i tried, the chorus just sound weird. The speed of the chorus is too fast being my excuse and the strings are too sharp the explanation. Well, I'm just slow. And I can't afford to practise day and night since I'm not from CO. One thing to congratulate, I finally can play "童话" as one complete piece without memorising the notes. Wahahaha!
OH ya, I need to update some info. I have changed my preference from apple papaya honey dew to strawberry^3.
Btw, Gran OOI didn't rmb my birthday for many^infinity years. Heng, I shall sever our ties!
Jing
