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The Last Dance

“Tears are words the heart can't express”

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Name: iris
Age: 19
Zodiac: Virgo
Location: Singapore
Profession: Pianist
A little about yourself here. I sit and wait Does an angel contemplate my fate And do they know The places where we go When we're grey and old

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Sunday, February 15, 2009
挂念。 盼着。 想着。
23:55
當太陽不在升上的是後;當河水不在流;當春夏秋冬不在變劃; 當花草樹木全都掉踩。 我還是不能和你分手。你的笑容是我今生最大的收後。 如今的我,早以被你密足。 和你在一起讓我敢愛,敢盼,敢念。

突讓想起了記句:

天蒼蒼 地茫茫 你是我永恆的陽光
好想好想和你在一起。
和你一起數天上的星星
收記春天的細雨

謝謝你給我的愛
謝謝你讓我的每一天匆滿了歡樂。。。


Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Insecurity?
22:03
Uncertainty does get pretty annoying. No, perhaps, intimidating. A lack of trust I would presume? A lack of knowledge might be the choice sentence. Than again, it might be a sought of fear. I wonder why people keep things that are so of the past. It seems like there is sentimental values to it, but that sentimental value factor is that thing that is intimidating.

Sometimes it really makes me think of 'replacement' as the word to describe the entire situation... or perhaps, 'used'. Why, do I not feel 100% safe? Somehow, it is scaring me a little. I might just need to know what I should do. What complications. I really detest the feeling. I am not so keen to do work at present moment. I will just make stupid blunders to it. I think I'd do it in the morning when I am in the right frame of mind. I will be. It's just the passing cloud idea.


Thursday, February 5, 2009
Main Study. Mozart. Brahms. Mozart. Brahms
23:28
No. I ain't thinking of it. It's main study lesson in less in a matter of hours. On the bright side, it's yay! 'cause I get to tidy up some mess I think I created in the music. On the darker side, I am TOO tired to be burning CDs for my main study tutor at THIS hour. I think I' d just wake up earlier to do it.
Mozart's concerto has been pretty fun. I never thought I would end up doing some Mozart for school exam, but there is always that little 'I must do it'.

I need the sleep now. I shan't procrastinate of work and sleeping early is kinda good.


Wednesday, February 4, 2009
That sound. That. That. That.
16:38
Ouch. That sound. That sound that screeches. That sound that haunts the ears, almost like feedback from the speakers. Messiaen. Atonal. Out of pitch. That VIOLIN. No I ain't criticizing. It just intimidates that ear of mine. That sound that blast away without the need of high decibel level. Then, I thank my dear for correcting some grammatical issue that I have, also for adding sentences that are of high thoughts and superiority to my 19 years of wisdom.

And so, that was concert practice 4th Feb. One that I thought could have been much better. That I thought would have scare the wits from two perfect pitch sitting together. We say in unsion, "OUCH" .

That sound. Must diminish! It must be completely driven away. GO!

on a lighter note, We're amazed and surprised. Full of awe to the owner of the sound, for his capability to endure the killing sound. And to his generosity of sharing such 'rare' voice to us.