*Pulls hair strands* EEEEUUURRRGHHHH!
>_>
<_<
*Siiiigh* Oh, well. When people are in a hrury, they don't exactly cool down to consider other people's feelings.
She said I'm slow in telling her where her keys are and that she already found it without my help. It's 7:48 am for chrissakes!! I've tried to pitch my voice to considerably loud-level without awakening the people living upstairs.
Jeeeezuz!
*Listening to "Waiting For the Aeroplane" by a New Zealand musician, John Psathas and Dan Pyonton. It uses an array of sound effects, such as chopsticks rhythm hitting on ceramic bowl -------> or I'm mistaken* (I'm only at the 3rd track. There's like 10-17 tracks. O.o)
And for the spurt of sequenced videos below.... I er... discovered YouTube. Nah, actually, known about it for weeks, but wasn't keen on checking it out until I found something amazing. (For the robotic dance: look out for the guy in orange shirt!)
Melodic tunes and clocls are ticking in the music now, in metronomeic rhythm. Changed to da-da-da-da-DA-da-da-da-da-da.
For music, currently composing a piano solo, 'Stream' and a orchestral piece which consists of a violin quartet, a flute and piccolo which I've named - 'Happy Days Are Coming'.
Chopsticks are back in the music. All this while, the piano is playing its chordal bass and mostly single-line right hand.
In my music class, 3 guys are in a semi-famous band called, 'Sons of Darragh' (the name is suppose to be a pun and a tribute to our music teacher - Mr. Phil Darragh - he doesn't have sons, so they are the most difficult, but talented sons he had). So, Kiran, Jordan and Sonjay are the members that make up of the Sons of Darragh. Kiran is the Head Boy .. (That's something to say the least)
They're in 7th Form. And yup, Mount Roskill Grammar is sort of a college or pre-university if you would like to call it. MRGS (My school's acronym) is very strong in the Boy's Chorus Competition; winning like first place 3 times in a row, I think; and GUESS what? Kiran is one of the singers. The Boy's Choir calls themselves - "Sons of Pitch" .... ooo.... I see the similarities.
Oh, yea, and in my music class, there's only 2 girls, me and Tian Shue or commonly known as 'Joyce'; and 7-8 guys. Mr. Darragh combined the 6th formers along with the 7th formers, because of the small amound of students taking 'straight' music. Most prefer 'performance music' where you don't need to learn hardcore theory or composition.
It's really 'HARDCORE' . Imagine, comparing and contrasting 2 different music works for Music Theatre, New Zealand composers and orchestral music. It is not that easy if you have to know all the music terminologies, how the music was shaped and structured + its historical/cultural/social background. We have to write 3 essays at the end of the eyar exams.
I'm cool now. Not blaming mom for her irrationality. :P
Went to youth Christian group yesterday night from 7 pm to 11:30 pm. Whoooo! We watched 'Bruce Almighty' and blessed Ling for her trip to America next week; she's getting married to her childhood friend.
Everyone say 'AAAAAAAwwwwwwww'
I'll definitely miss her and I have to say that this life group is the wittiest of all life groups (since most of them are already working an at least 2 to a decade older than me >_>) Ling is a psychologist and she's 26 and been such a good friend to me. She said she will send a wedding invitation to me. She's actually holding her wedding in Malaysia > where 'things' are cheaper.
JOKES/WITTY COMMENTS
sO,
aS Jamie (making up a name, 'coz I can't remember) held possession of the rugby ball (they were playing a Touch Rugby competition); In burst of inhuman speed, he raced to the 'destined' line.
Everyone was like, "GO JAMIEEE! THAT'S RIGHT! THAT WAY!"
Everyone made hand signals, urging him forward to the finish line, but suddenly, he slowed down and shook his head. He knew 3 guys were coming right behind him and he got cowardish. Everyone was like, "GO JAMIEE! RUN!!"
He shook his head and PASSED the ball to Ben (making up this name as well, can't remember).
...
...
The ball overshot and when it made a perfect arch over Ben's head, Ben was like (in slo-mo) hands up, jaw steadily dropping with a mournful, "N-o-o-o-o-o-o."
And Joanne said, "It was as if ZOOM! And then slowing down and then... ppuutt..ppuut....pput."
Heart-breaking.
Thursday, September 07, 2006
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