sob....

Argh! This is just an interrupter.

I am having the most regrettable day of my life. My beloved teacher just scolded the whole class for doing badly in a closed test. Heck, it really woke the whole lot of us. It's time to REALLY buck up and study. It's partly our fault too. Perhaps we didn't put in our fullest effort. Man, I really tried my best.. but ok, I admit, I didn't study hard enough. Anyway new things always crawl into my grey matter a little slower than average. I guess I have to push myself to the limits to be on par with the rest. I don't say that I am bad at studies, but I just take a longer time, that's all. I just hope that the teachers will understand that every student has his abilities and limitations at everything he does. Sigh.. I hope our teacher still likes us.. We will not give up! Under any circumstance! Not ever! She had hinted that our downfall is near. So, make a change, people. Make a change, NOW.

Project started!

Just as the winds are blowing against my face, I stand and face the darkest moments of my life. The mud and slime of the evil swamp were thrown at my face. I keep stumbling in the thick muddy floor of the swamp. There are times when you feel rejected and youo just want to drown yourself forever in the problem. No, that's not the right way to go about it. Look up to heaven and pray. Summon all your strength and get out of the ditch! But the first few dark moments I had were actually worse than a million swamps. Let the first piece of music be written now.


Copyright © 2004 Jien

Debut!!!

Ah, my first blog of the year! i have just started my own project on making my feelings show in the form of sound. Music, to be more precise. I have to let the sounds take me where I have been and going to be because not enough words can express my heart. (Unless I learn greek or hebrew). Sigh.. it has been a long time since I last blogged. My garden is in me. My heart. The condemed weeds must go right now. I call upon my Garderner, my God Himself. I need to resurrect my abandoned garden which is withered and neglected, The consequences? Harsh conditions wrecked me for too long a time. Its time for the winds of change to come blow across my beloved garden.