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Friday, June 13, 2008 2:11 AM

okayyy..
like my nick now,
bad is an understatement for today's performance.
i actually planned to put
'im the lousiest pianist ever' as the understatement,
but its too long.

yes,
as you can see,
im not in a good mood.

and yes,
even though im not in a good mood,
there's humour in my posts
because i dun wanna scare my readers away.
but its dark humour that's surrounding this post,
so if you are in a very good spirits right noe,
pls refrain from reading this entry.

i "greyed" my face after coming bac from
yong siew toh conservatory of music.
i washed my hairsprayed hair
and used the charcoal makeup remover to
remove my make up.
i didnt even want to document today's disaster
(my outfit reeks and reminds me of it)
but i did take 2 pictures though :P
hees..

anywae,
i did not come bac
straight from dat damned place behind UCC
inside NUS..
i came back from hougang mall,
where i dropped my 4th uncle at the pavement of the road.
lols, why, you may b wondering...
well,
he wants to buy presents for my cousins
who are going overseas today,
particularly one that is going to board the plane in an hour's time.
(wish my uncle luck in finding a quick present:))

before i
(we, in the case of including my father driving)
let my 4th uncle off at the traffic junction,
we were at goodness knows where.
its a plaza or shopping mall,
neither which i can see.

sheesh~
i keep getting out of point.
anywaes,
we (my dad, my 4th uncle, me)
were celebrating my failure as a music student
at pizza hut,
where my father kindly let me order anything i desire:DD
i think he can sense my great disappointment
(another understatement)
since he's my dad after all.
so he didnt really stop me from ordering expensive food.
he just asked me whether i can finish it:P
(well D-U-H,
of course i can,
since according to wan ting,
i hen nan yang de..
p.s- i actually thought that when i was gorging myself
with pizza and ice cream:P)

some info on what i ordered:
-a trio cheese personal pan pizza
-soup of the day (mushroom)
-garlic bread
-simple indulgence (chocolate flavour)

some info on what i ate and drank:
-a trio cheese personal pan pizza
-soup of the day (mushroom)
-garlic bread
-simple indulgence (chocolate flavour)
-abt 4 pieces of criss-cross fries
-ice lemon tea with sugar syrup

yesiree.
whoever wants to marry me will have to
consider my appetite,
esp since when im feeling very disppointed
(yet another understatement)
i gorge myself.

back to the subject.
after kindly letting me kill his wallet,
my dad brought me and my 4th uncle
on a tour of the mall/plaza.
(im thinking its located near/in bukit timah.
we passed by the nature reserve when we were
on the way bac)
its just a brief tour,
but my dad bought a soya sauce/wadever holder
and i bought 2 dolls:DD
one of which will b the mascot for bootsland:DD
and the other is for my sister
(its a wonder i actually thought of her..
it almost never happens.
and most of the time,
when i think of 'leck chi ling',
i suspect her of taking my stuff.
e.g-pens, markers, books, NEW MOON)
i'll post the pics sometime..
ive named the mascot 'lena',
and im considering whether to christen her
'lena ranielle daniels'.
why daniels, i dunno.
but ranielle,
well, i guess the mascot SHOULD b related to me.
just a thought.
and lena is wearing a green gown/(gypsy) dress:DDDD
i love it!!
especially her gypsy head thingie thing:DDDDD
i guess now everyone noes i love gypsies:DDDDDD

great, im now entirely in the jungles now.
where's the road?
oh yeah,
the brief tour.
i think i better comment on the performance itself now..

kayy,
see, i was waiting in this small holding room
beside the recital studio alone
(i was wondering whether i was claustrophobic at this point
to distract myself from panicking and going into hysteria.)
and then this friendly girl dats no. 92 came in.
and its time for me to get ready for the performance.
im no. 93, if you're wondering.
(i even tried to encourage myself
by saying since '1993' is the year im born in,
i'll "reborn" as a 'musician' during the performance.
yeah right.
if reborn=death,
then wad i said earlier is true 100%)
(and of course,
death figuratively,
not literally.
this is to prevent lamers
from spoiling my mood even further :|)
no. 92 was marvelous(:
very steady,
and very well-prepared.
i have to give her credit,
since its hard to find a studious 11 yr-old
in this century.
i was trying to convince myself her magnifique playing
is supposed to soothe my nerves,
but the bad side of me was actually
hoping for a wrong note played :P (regret, regret.)
some part of me was panicking after hearing the flawless
performance of no. 92.
haish~

den the usher told me to go 'onstage'
(there wasnt really a stage, just a platform).
this is where the bad thing starts.
'the staccato of my heels tapped down the hall,
towards the stage where numerous eyes rested'
is a good sentence (i think:P),
but that 'staccato' wasnt wad i wished for.
it actually brought MORE attention to me than i hoped.
my awkwardness with heels doesnt help the situation.

its almost a good sign to know
that the audience doesnt hate me from the start.
they clapped when i bowed.
but once i got past the beginning of 'allegro di molto e con brio'
i think that twenty plus ppl sitting there
hates me to the core.
mayb except my dad and uncle,
but i can imagine their displeasure of the noise im producing.
yes, noise, not music.
even i cant claim it to be music.
ugh~

its a horrible experience.
like, utter ewwwww..
like tomatoes.
or heavy metal.
haish~

once in the car,
i almost cried.
i wanted to,
but how can i?
its embarrassing,
and i was already embarrassed enough after
making so much noise.
i dun wan to embarrass myself even more.
i then forced back the gradual wetness of my eyes,
and asked if we can go eat swensens.
we didnt,
cuz there was no swensens nearby.
this is why we went to pizza hut and
i ate like a glutton there.

now,
since ive talked abt the performance,
i'll talk abt before that.
after my "dressing up" though,
dat part is not that interesting.
or do you want to hear abt it?

dressing up:
i emptied my entire fortune on my grandma's bed for this.
well,
mayb not all,
but most of it.
anywae,
i changed first.
obviously,
i dun wanna look like some fatty gal
in a performance festival,
so i wore my leotard (not necessary to play the piano-.=),
my an quan ku thing,
the dress,
the cardigan and my heels.
den,
i started fixing my hair.
i tried this,
i tried dat,
but nothing works.
so i tied half,
and used my ahma's curlers to further curl my curly hair.
i even used ahma's hairspray to position the 'curls'..
the smell was horrendous,
but i ren zhu,
cause the presentation was good(:
after this,
i changed my earrings.
i wanted to wear the ultra-big china bought hoops,
but i just wore it last week..
and i realised my earholes were bigger :|
so, i tried to pick the lock in my cupboard.
i THINK i left my butterfly dangling earrings there,
but im not sure.
i was debating whether i should call my dad,
but i thought better of it.
i didnt want to risk a scolding:P
(both for losing the key to the lock
and bothering him with 'trivial things')
so i ended up wearing a minitoons butterfly earring
(dangling, but shorter than the locked-in-cupboard one)
on the left and a smaller butterfly earring (chamelon bought)
on the right.
pleased with it,
i proceeded with make up.
i wouldnt bore you guys with wad i applied,
and since im not much of a makeup artist,
it doesnt matter much anywae.
*end*

kkaes.
after the dress up fiasco-cum-success,
i went to have some last minute practice
(i dun tink it helped much though:P)
when i hab a sudden impulse to call my mum.
well its natural, isnt it,
to want to talk to ur mum bfore an impt event?
i took a form for kuching form my dad's room,
and tried calling up there.
T.T unfortunately,
the number was not in use
(i think i must call a malaysia code thing)
...
i went bac to practising,
but the idea of talking to my mum is haunting me,
and i wanted her to say something, at least.
i left a msg at her phone,
but she,
not surprisingly,
did listen to it.
i almost teared up
(somewhat like in the car,
i forced it back)
and i decided i need ice cream.
lols(:
it was like a premonition..

AHHHHHHHHHHH~
elgin is here..
i gtg.
my dad saes i gt lock the room:P
buh byes:DD

-bootsland mascot lena saes hi:DD