my firsts [RETROSPECT 005]

sorry for the late post. if not for you, i won't be praying so hard for the ELECTRICITY to visit me. i really wanted to update you but, unfortunately, this is what i have-- power source-related problems. hate it for once!

ahh. it's something to do with my first tear and first absence for this year.

first couple of tears were shed during my fight with my piano teacher. i suck at reading notes speedily but not at picking up tunes. i pretty well play using my ears and not my eyes. i hated reading words, what more for NOTES? when i look at the staff and the music book, i feel dizzy and tend to read first before playing. i wouldnt play and read at the same time. i hated it! my piano teacher said i was given musical pieces that were not even for my level because she saw the great effort and interest. that's what she sees. all i can say is that, there's no effort for that-- the passion wraps it all. i loved music more than anything else that was intangible. she was even impressed when i mastered my piece at the end of december knowing that she gave it to me just that mid-october. the time alloted for students to master their pieces was from october-february. all im up to now is how to make the stage mine this coming march!

first super-heart-breaking absence was done just today when i had to finish my research. it's all because of my worse enemy, BLACK OUT! i really feel bad about it. i dont really miss classes even to the extent of getting sick. i'd rather sleep the whole day in our school clinic at least im confident that i was in the campus. i just dont know why im attached to my academe like this. it's not just me. i always get my report card mark as PERFECT ATTENDANCE.

[stories of what i did during my absence will be soon talked-out further.]

XOXO,

TiM