when you're gone
never knew the house would feel this empty without you...
never knew the house would feel this empty without you...
ah finally it's over. when the last song goes, with all the ups and vibes comes the emptiness. aww~~ though I didn't joined the people right from the start and didn't go to that many rehearsals but there was still this anticipation to this day, this morning. It all finally came to an end and really it was such a short two hours. In a flash, it's all gone. And the new people met and music therapy enjoyed it has all come to an end.
last session of rehearsal for IGS, last dose of music therapy from the talented bunch of musicians. ahh... I'm excited and dont know how should i put it... hmm that it's the last i will hear from the awesome band and the awesome lead vocalist. aww...
torn between the desires and the imperatives
It's the Holiday!! :DD
can i beat the effects of bad grades that holds 30% of your final grade? the curse of the 30%...
this is just so bad. in the middle of the exam week and fancy getting back a term paper with a *drumsroll* B-... oh gosh as though two Bs aren't enough. =(((
I should be focusing over my Marx Weber and Dukheim, but after witnessing that revolting sight I need to get it out of my system before i can fix my concentration.
(1) *swoon*
Music therapy at choir practice again. N seriously God work in wonderous ways. Even the most unimpt prayers can be answered. I prayed that I can just serve him joyously at choir prac today cos frankly it's a real struggle to ditch e books n also drag my battered body from this morning's battle to practice. But really praise God! I had an awesome n fruitful time both vocally n spiritually.
two GIGANTIC alphabet "B"s marked across two of my term papers/projects brought me back down to earth. In the first place, I don't think I am even up anywhere but maybe I am gaining a tad bit confident and day-dreaming too much. But this is real depressing and demoralizing. I really think nice profs are sooo important to have cos everything is just so subjective.
the entire day is burnt... that lil free time in between which i soooooooooooo desire to use it on myself to mug was given up. the lil bit of time before keyboard class was used to pop by the bookstore to get my tuition kid her new practice papers and assessment book cos there's no other time otherwise.
happily bloated from supper and trimming the videos of the jam session just now while waiting for my hair to dry.
it's finally the moment of liberation from the slavery of project this sem. FINALLY the project packed semester is over! and now it's time to mug for the final exams... arghhhh 5 papers consecutively... with less than 2 weeks to prepare... what a nightmare!
難しい宿題があると試験があるから、少しストレスなるよ。。。
Really thank God for the little installments of blessings in my life. Despite the lack of events these days and the times when I feel that I have turned so autistic, the realisation of these lil blessings really brought a smile to my face.