dismal days ahead.

Piano exam coming up. Righteo! practice, practice, practice, practice, some more practice, practice this, practice that, practice that damn trill that never works anyway with my demented fingers. According to my mum, I actually used to LIKE piano. o.0. I can't quite see that I'm sorry. EXAM STRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.

For those who have experienced the mental trauma of preparing for a piano exam (Grade 7+), you can share with me in the deep pit of frustration. It is psychologically tiring. Some days, I WANT TO BASH UP THE PIANO. I also think my neighbours hate me, because of my awesome beautiful dear piano-playing-at-night-when-you-are-super-tired-from-work. That's not to mention the all-too-endearing experience I had when I was preparing for my Grade 4 exam a couple years back, this involving a rather confuddled neighbour who clearly did not... lend to my gorgeous repetitive piano tunes.

No ballet for a week =(. Why? PIANO EXAM. Can someone please kill me with a water pistol or something? Ok. I have absolutely nothing against the artform of piano playing. In fact, I actually really like listening to piano playing, (when it's played by a professional). Me playing it? Let's not go there. The piano and I share a rather interesting hate - HATE relationship.

On a more happy note:

I was talking to my mum about the Bush Dance and having to have a dress and everything and I mentioned to her about how Veronica is making her own dress. (By the way, my mum thinks your amazing Veronica. She was like, "You should be more like Veronica; hard working and determined.") So, my mum has decided TO MAKE ME A 1950s DRESS!!!!!! YAY! Actually, I don't think she realises how much time it will take. Well, my mum is pretty good when it comes to needle (sewing machine for use modern-time people) and cloth. I told her about the petticoat being a stressful section and she still doesn't mind making it! =D I can't believe my mum actually offered to make me a dress. It's so nice of her and she never seems to have the time to do anything like that for me. I love you mumsypie (hehe). =D

Armidale

The best part was being away from home. The worst part is DOING THE WORK WHEN YOU GET BACK TO SCHOOOOOOOLLLLLL. Hello Sydney. Did you know the grass is actually

GREEEN

in Armidale. It's not just green, it's really green GREEN. I basically meant this kind of GREEN.

You get the idea. You should learn a thing or two. Good quality ice cream should not cost $5 for a 'large' scoop (Armidale extra small). It should cost $2. And large hot chocolates + complementary marshmallows should be $4.50. Learn to not have traffic and have S P A C E. The previous two mentioned will most likely never happen.

On another note:

BALLET EXAM THIS SUNDAY

PIANO EXAM THE SATURDAY AFTER

wish me luck... but do not jinx me. =D