I am perplexed.
After having my music performance I should feel free, relaxed and happy; but I am not. My conscious is clouded with regrets and criticism on my failure to perform decent music. I am stuck on an island of wallowing pain whilst staring out at the wide ocean of answered answers and freed freedom, with the gulls of glee and clouds of contentment circling above.
I am perplexed.
Is studying a bad thing? Why am I worried about for doing the right thing? Is it because of my naivety that I should be monitored with limits like a piano with confined cadenzas? Should my fountain of knowledge go dry or the streams of life flow through rough boulders?
I am perplexed.
The door to future has given a preview but never a free ticket. The floor is a sea of keys, awaiting for a desperate soul to find 'the' right one.
I am only famished.
My mind hungers for words to consume and songs to drink, whilst my eyes grow weary, limbs limp and innards screeching and moaning.
Enough is enough.
This is it. My fingers can only bring me so far, but give my mind an inch and it will soar a leap for miles, daring to dream dreams that one would never imagine. The human brain is a peculiar thing. It is a blank canvas with fate painting with invisible ink.
When you stare into the blue, blue sky, what do you see?
Do you hear the sweet birds singing in the nearby tree?
Do you taste the fresh winter chill?
Did the smooth breeze peck you on the cheek?
Is the aroma of sunrise dew and lavender playing with your strands?
Dawn has never felt better before.
New sun, new thoughts, new canvas.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
Domestic Instruments......?
Yes. Well... I've always thought of my violin as my pet... So then ideas popped up and bing batta boom! We got some domestic instruments. My pe- err Violin has feelings. Honest. =_=
One time I had to replace two strings and they both broke. So my violin teacher had to lend me his spare strings which weren't very good/suitable for my violin. Boy did my violin hate it. It yelled and screamed with disapproval and even made a muted sound as if stubborn to reply to me! D:
So today... I went to buy new strings, but of course mum told me to ask the man to replace them for me. He did them perfectly and we went back home with smiles on our faces~ (Not to mention the opportunity to eat at a cafe for breakfast!) I fine tuned the violin once more and found that it had a scratchy screeching sound. Now that reminded me of an unhappy pet who just took a trip to the vet for a check up. (You have no idea what they do to check your temperature. First they get this thermometer thing and shove it up your- yeah. You know what I'm talking about...) So my violin has been mentally post stick'ed to be the house cat. Unpredictable as always, very pampered... And hates check ups. I think it even ate my tuner and played with my spare A string... I swear I need a violin councilor.. Soy sauce said that she charges $5/hour. Reasonable, no? Haha. The Psychology of a 200year old french violin... Figures.
Which left me with the question of... What would other instruments syombolise?
My opinion is...
Violins are cats. Because they are pampered, expensive (At times) and hate you if you change anything. (most of the time)
Cellos would be dogs because they are even more expensive, but more err.. friendly. Apparently a person singing is closest to the range of a cello than anyother instrument. So cellos are man's best friend?
Pianos would be birds or a canary to be more specific. Its always singing and the music is always in a 'cage' (strings inside the piano)
Flutes would be fish or goldfish. Seriously, one of the easiest to maintain, just wash up the flute (fishtank) everyday. And just imagine trying to play a flute underwater.... My bubbles! :D
And that was all I could think of... Sorry if I missed your instrument!! (I'm not very familiar with woodwind/brass instruments...)
So enjoy taking care of your domestic pets/instruments!
Kitty! :D
One time I had to replace two strings and they both broke. So my violin teacher had to lend me his spare strings which weren't very good/suitable for my violin. Boy did my violin hate it. It yelled and screamed with disapproval and even made a muted sound as if stubborn to reply to me! D:
So today... I went to buy new strings, but of course mum told me to ask the man to replace them for me. He did them perfectly and we went back home with smiles on our faces~ (Not to mention the opportunity to eat at a cafe for breakfast!) I fine tuned the violin once more and found that it had a scratchy screeching sound. Now that reminded me of an unhappy pet who just took a trip to the vet for a check up. (You have no idea what they do to check your temperature. First they get this thermometer thing and shove it up your- yeah. You know what I'm talking about...) So my violin has been mentally post stick'ed to be the house cat. Unpredictable as always, very pampered... And hates check ups. I think it even ate my tuner and played with my spare A string... I swear I need a violin councilor.. Soy sauce said that she charges $5/hour. Reasonable, no? Haha. The Psychology of a 200year old french violin... Figures.
Which left me with the question of... What would other instruments syombolise?
My opinion is...
Violins are cats. Because they are pampered, expensive (At times) and hate you if you change anything. (most of the time)
Cellos would be dogs because they are even more expensive, but more err.. friendly. Apparently a person singing is closest to the range of a cello than anyother instrument. So cellos are man's best friend?
Pianos would be birds or a canary to be more specific. Its always singing and the music is always in a 'cage' (strings inside the piano)
Flutes would be fish or goldfish. Seriously, one of the easiest to maintain, just wash up the flute (fishtank) everyday. And just imagine trying to play a flute underwater.... My bubbles! :D
And that was all I could think of... Sorry if I missed your instrument!! (I'm not very familiar with woodwind/brass instruments...)
So enjoy taking care of your domestic pets/instruments!
Kitty! :D
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Aussie aussie aussie, oi oi oi!!
Yay. I am finally back from my 6day trip to sydney and I miss the internet, nz air and our not-so-annoying accents. No offence, Oz has dodge accents. Try sitting through a conversation with someone saying 'Yeh' at the end of every phrase or sentence. But anywho... EVERYTHING IS EXPENSIVE THERE. but maybe its because I'm a tourist and I do not work there. (with the nifty minimum wage of $20 per hour) Mum had to check the exchange rates every now and then before we go all azn and spend $$$ on souveniers and whatnot. So here is a mini recount on my trip~
2nd April:
Landed at Oz at... 10am. Rented a car and GPS system is being annoying. Dad is cranky cause its old and tells you to turn the opposite direction. Got to the hotel~ then went to find Bondi (pronounced Bond-eye) beach. It took us around... 45 minutes of azn stress and an extra nagging voice from the GPS before we arrived at our destination. Yay!! Then... We got another dillema.
Parking booth. D:
Mum was complaining about how expensive it was and we were putting in the coins one by one :3 (Their 50 cent coins are MASSIVE) The sand at Bondi beach was real soft... But sis says that they 'buy' sand. Which then made me feel like I'm stepping on a huge sandbox... Artificial and spade 'n' bucketless. We then went to a nearby restaurant for dinner~ Bondi pizza... It was AWESOME. The flavours there were out of this world! I mean, ever heard of mango and yoghurt pizza? Damn straight you haven't. It was surprisingly delish. Then back to the hotel and sleep on a piece of cloud.... (from the sky, not final fantasy.)
April 3rd:
We had to pack and go up to blue mountain for one day so mum booked a room at a hotel there for the night. We got to see these three mountains right next to each other named the three sisters. Going down a trail to the only sister able to be closest to made up of... A flight of stairs which were on a steep angle going down, which going down to our destination was a breeze. What about going up? Well... lets just say I had to stare at my sister's butt going up the whole flight of stairs. Butterflies grew by ten fold whenever I took a look down behind me and my hands would get clammy.
After a breathtaking view of the mountains and a trip up and down the stairs of hell, we went to a steakhouse for dinner. (Oh the joy...) I personally dislike huge amounts of meat so I shared with mama~ It was terrible. ;_; The chefs obviously did not know what 'medium rare' steak was. My piece of meat was ozzing with red liquid and tasted foul. I was scared of beef steak from then on.
4th April:
We drove back to sydney but went to a wildlife park on the way. Kangaroo here, koala there... Then end of park. Now off to the royal easter show grounds!! It. Was. HUGE. Honestly, it makes our easter showgrounds look like a small ant compared to its large space (olympic park grounds) and it even had a gigantic ferris wheel! (Brownie points for that..) The event was two weeks long and it was filled with lights and laughter. My mum bought a quilling set for herself, my sister and I to share~ I got a FF13 key chain which was LIGHTNING'S SWORD!!! Thank god it made through security when I brought it back... :D
5th April:
We went to darling harbour and I met up with a friend there~ We went to watch 'How To Train Your Dragon' in the biggest IMAX in the whole world!! It was most certainly HUGE. I was left speechless after the movie~ Then my family and I went to an aquarium. It had small activities on 'Where's Wally?' good times... The fish and other creatures were awesome... And around the last part, there was a huge aquarium display with all sorts of fish, sharks and a turtle. We sat on the carpet steps staring in awe for about and hour with the orchestral music whispering softly through the speakers... Thank god we didn't get brainwashed or anything like that...
And.. I lost record of the rest of the days. But it was fun~
I am glad to say that I came back alive and safe (Better than missing the plane because kangaroos kidnapped me..) And I have been staring at my newly bought anime trinklets since then~
2nd April:
Landed at Oz at... 10am. Rented a car and GPS system is being annoying. Dad is cranky cause its old and tells you to turn the opposite direction. Got to the hotel~ then went to find Bondi (pronounced Bond-eye) beach. It took us around... 45 minutes of azn stress and an extra nagging voice from the GPS before we arrived at our destination. Yay!! Then... We got another dillema.
Parking booth. D:
Mum was complaining about how expensive it was and we were putting in the coins one by one :3 (Their 50 cent coins are MASSIVE) The sand at Bondi beach was real soft... But sis says that they 'buy' sand. Which then made me feel like I'm stepping on a huge sandbox... Artificial and spade 'n' bucketless. We then went to a nearby restaurant for dinner~ Bondi pizza... It was AWESOME. The flavours there were out of this world! I mean, ever heard of mango and yoghurt pizza? Damn straight you haven't. It was surprisingly delish. Then back to the hotel and sleep on a piece of cloud.... (from the sky, not final fantasy.)
April 3rd:
We had to pack and go up to blue mountain for one day so mum booked a room at a hotel there for the night. We got to see these three mountains right next to each other named the three sisters. Going down a trail to the only sister able to be closest to made up of... A flight of stairs which were on a steep angle going down, which going down to our destination was a breeze. What about going up? Well... lets just say I had to stare at my sister's butt going up the whole flight of stairs. Butterflies grew by ten fold whenever I took a look down behind me and my hands would get clammy.
After a breathtaking view of the mountains and a trip up and down the stairs of hell, we went to a steakhouse for dinner. (Oh the joy...) I personally dislike huge amounts of meat so I shared with mama~ It was terrible. ;_; The chefs obviously did not know what 'medium rare' steak was. My piece of meat was ozzing with red liquid and tasted foul. I was scared of beef steak from then on.
4th April:
We drove back to sydney but went to a wildlife park on the way. Kangaroo here, koala there... Then end of park. Now off to the royal easter show grounds!! It. Was. HUGE. Honestly, it makes our easter showgrounds look like a small ant compared to its large space (olympic park grounds) and it even had a gigantic ferris wheel! (Brownie points for that..) The event was two weeks long and it was filled with lights and laughter. My mum bought a quilling set for herself, my sister and I to share~ I got a FF13 key chain which was LIGHTNING'S SWORD!!! Thank god it made through security when I brought it back... :D
5th April:
We went to darling harbour and I met up with a friend there~ We went to watch 'How To Train Your Dragon' in the biggest IMAX in the whole world!! It was most certainly HUGE. I was left speechless after the movie~ Then my family and I went to an aquarium. It had small activities on 'Where's Wally?' good times... The fish and other creatures were awesome... And around the last part, there was a huge aquarium display with all sorts of fish, sharks and a turtle. We sat on the carpet steps staring in awe for about and hour with the orchestral music whispering softly through the speakers... Thank god we didn't get brainwashed or anything like that...
And.. I lost record of the rest of the days. But it was fun~
I am glad to say that I came back alive and safe (Better than missing the plane because kangaroos kidnapped me..) And I have been staring at my newly bought anime trinklets since then~
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