I spent last night at Pasir Ris Beach on a whim (although technically, it was the earlier part of this morning). I see things much more clearly now! I know where I am, what I want for myself, and what I have to do. The true spirit of atheism. Focus. Give something serious enough thought (either that, or enough serious thought) , and there will always be a development of some sort. Too often, I see people who attempt to binge away or sleep off their problems. Cowardly, temporal reprieve for a mediocre mind.
Moving on.
I am...led to believe that I've been using my piano pedals(which also means playing the piano) so much that my ankles are aching. My thoughts: Wtf? Yeah sure I have been spending entire afternoons playing piano, but hey I've never had problems like that before. I'll have to check my posture.
Piano exam is this Tuesday, btw. Which is bad, because I STILL can't play the scale in F# minor properly. Yeah go figure :$ I think I'll be able to do well though. I love my instrument! No, I actually dislike my crappy piano a fair bit, but I love playing piano in general. It's kind of like Red Bull. Energy courses through your fingers, up your arms, and along your spine. It whets your appetite and saturates your soul. You feel like you can go on forever and not stop, and when you do stop, you are invigorated, refreshed, rebirth-ed.
But when you play until your ankles start hurting, then it's just stupid larh.
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