I regret watching Nyan Cat. It just keeps saying NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN. Over. And over. Again.
Anyway. Piano classes. I hate them. I feel like killing the person who invented scales. I mean, what's the point? You have to use the correct fingering, and also remember every single sharp and flat.
And that is why I turn to photography or to my guitar. To convey my frustration into pictures or music. Those two don't really go together. Never mind.
School. The only thing I look forward to is meeting my friends. Nothing else. Arggh. Now I've also got BM Oral tests to look forward to. I don't like BM. 'nuff said.
Goodbye.
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