hi. hopefully i dont get sued and jailed.
FUCK YOU.
YES FUCK YOU.
MR. BUTTERFLY.
FUCK YOU LAH.
stupid butterfly.
on my way home from piano.
at the bus stop.
so freaky lah. so many bugs there. ants butterflies bees ants lizards dragons winkies and ants.
then there's this butterfly SO FUCKING VIOLENT.
i thought they are suppose to be beautiful and silent and all that girly stuff.
NO FUCK NO. this one flaps it's wings like some FAT WHALE.
precisely. whales dont flap. and it's so fat and ugly lah.
stupid butterfly. flap into my face and all around me.
THEN NEVER MIND. bus came. HENG. and guess what. THE STUPID FUCKING BUTTERFLY FOLLOWED ME INTO THE BUS.
bitch. bitchy stupid little big ugly butterfly.
anyway. piano was fun. bitching ALOT. super alot.
talked about my piano teacher's past.
she so hated a few room mates. so we bitched.
i only touched the piano like twice for that one hour.
scales and ONE piece.
yesterday's concert was a blast.
but it was so not blast at first.
the first piece. SO DARN SLEEPABLE.
piano concerto was one hour long.
take that.
who can tahan one hour sitting there listening to piano.
but i guess people in the audience just keep coughing to keep themselves awake. stupid please. everyone just kept coughing. HELLOO. it's ESPLANADE. not hong wong qi community centre. where ever that is.
well. at least i watch how the violinists shake their heads. i like strings. i like strings when nobody plays it. it looks so nice SILENT. haha kidding lah. actually it sounds good. LIVE. but on radio it's like so boring? weird.
and finally the FIRST piece was over. INTERMISSION. then second piece. guest organist. who only played a few CHORDS. so useful.
OHH by the way i saw the piano prodigy. kc and xiuling said her name is PP. i was like huh. OHH piano prodigy. -.- thats the problem when you're famous for the wrong thing. like piano. nobody knows your name. HAHAHA but i think it's abigail something.
anyway second piece and the LAST piece. haha so weird. concert with two pieces. was damn nice. i so love that piece whatever it's called. the strings and everything else was so lively. i love the way all the head shook. the strings shook their head not because they can feel the music. i think it's the pulling of the strings. some notes hard to pitch mah. with the swift movement then they can tio the notes. haha rubbish. whatever.
aft the thing. went to eat at the GLUTTONS BAY. with xiuling amy zuanfa and kc. i thought they said london's bay. wth. deaf. OHH speaking of deaf. i haven digg my ears for like YEARS. stupid family lah. stole my digging device. argh hate them please. okay. then we ate hokkien mee. the one who cooked hokkien mee looks like david gan. i think it's his brother. and sting ray sambal kangkung and sotong. ALL SPICY FOOD. so xiuling didnt eat anything. OHH by the way. i dont know whether i spelt her name right aft so long. is it xiuling or xiulin or what. kay anyway. anneson came to meet us aft that. amy called him there just to drive them home. see. see the power of girls. OHHHHH and before we went into the conert hall. the usher took our tickets. five tickets mah.
aunty: 'how many?'
us: '5'
aunty: *counting tickets.
us: *waits.
aunty: '1,2,3,4...'
kc: 'HI5!'
ALL: *LAUGHS.
BYE
FUCK YOU.
YES FUCK YOU.
MR. BUTTERFLY.
FUCK YOU LAH.
stupid butterfly.
on my way home from piano.
at the bus stop.
so freaky lah. so many bugs there. ants butterflies bees ants lizards dragons winkies and ants.
then there's this butterfly SO FUCKING VIOLENT.
i thought they are suppose to be beautiful and silent and all that girly stuff.
NO FUCK NO. this one flaps it's wings like some FAT WHALE.
precisely. whales dont flap. and it's so fat and ugly lah.
stupid butterfly. flap into my face and all around me.
THEN NEVER MIND. bus came. HENG. and guess what. THE STUPID FUCKING BUTTERFLY FOLLOWED ME INTO THE BUS.
bitch. bitchy stupid little big ugly butterfly.
anyway. piano was fun. bitching ALOT. super alot.
talked about my piano teacher's past.
she so hated a few room mates. so we bitched.
i only touched the piano like twice for that one hour.
scales and ONE piece.
yesterday's concert was a blast.
but it was so not blast at first.
the first piece. SO DARN SLEEPABLE.
piano concerto was one hour long.
take that.
who can tahan one hour sitting there listening to piano.
but i guess people in the audience just keep coughing to keep themselves awake. stupid please. everyone just kept coughing. HELLOO. it's ESPLANADE. not hong wong qi community centre. where ever that is.
well. at least i watch how the violinists shake their heads. i like strings. i like strings when nobody plays it. it looks so nice SILENT. haha kidding lah. actually it sounds good. LIVE. but on radio it's like so boring? weird.
and finally the FIRST piece was over. INTERMISSION. then second piece. guest organist. who only played a few CHORDS. so useful.
OHH by the way i saw the piano prodigy. kc and xiuling said her name is PP. i was like huh. OHH piano prodigy. -.- thats the problem when you're famous for the wrong thing. like piano. nobody knows your name. HAHAHA but i think it's abigail something.
anyway second piece and the LAST piece. haha so weird. concert with two pieces. was damn nice. i so love that piece whatever it's called. the strings and everything else was so lively. i love the way all the head shook. the strings shook their head not because they can feel the music. i think it's the pulling of the strings. some notes hard to pitch mah. with the swift movement then they can tio the notes. haha rubbish. whatever.
aft the thing. went to eat at the GLUTTONS BAY. with xiuling amy zuanfa and kc. i thought they said london's bay. wth. deaf. OHH speaking of deaf. i haven digg my ears for like YEARS. stupid family lah. stole my digging device. argh hate them please. okay. then we ate hokkien mee. the one who cooked hokkien mee looks like david gan. i think it's his brother. and sting ray sambal kangkung and sotong. ALL SPICY FOOD. so xiuling didnt eat anything. OHH by the way. i dont know whether i spelt her name right aft so long. is it xiuling or xiulin or what. kay anyway. anneson came to meet us aft that. amy called him there just to drive them home. see. see the power of girls. OHHHHH and before we went into the conert hall. the usher took our tickets. five tickets mah.
aunty: 'how many?'
us: '5'
aunty: *counting tickets.
us: *waits.
aunty: '1,2,3,4...'
kc: 'HI5!'
ALL: *LAUGHS.
BYE
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