tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49159421037745715542012-02-16T18:57:48.329-08:00*...(BOoN)...$http://www.blogger.com/profile/10608112178669708692noreply@blogger.comBlogger81100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4915942103774571554.post-13863973440449541972009-11-02T04:24:00.000-08:002009-11-02T04:31:34.608-08:00今天整天,不知怎么一回事,<br />总是心烦意乱...<br />明天就要考试了,<br />但读什么都读不进................<br />读了又读,到头来,什么都没有接受到,<br />为什么心里总是沉淀不下来.......<br />恍恍惚惚,又一日,<br />缭缭倒倒,又考试,<br />我找不回去年那个拼劲,那个动力........<br />为什么我又开始懒散了.....<br />天阿,<br />为什么..............................................?<br />我真的很喘.........<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4915942103774571554-1386397344044954197?l=howeinboon626.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*...(BOoN)...$http://www.blogger.com/profile/10608112178669708692noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4915942103774571554.post-55293751076967594652009-10-31T06:02:00.001-07:002009-10-31T06:06:22.145-07:00辉文,不管学什么,做什么都是半桶水.....<br />又觉得我真的很没有用......<br />考试,成绩半桶水,<br />钢琴,还是半桶水,<br />游泳,半桶水,<br />羽毛球,半桶水,<br />排球,更半,<br />运动,半桶水,<br />华乐,半桶水,<br />.......................................................................统统半桶水........<br />失败...............<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4915942103774571554-5529375107696759465?l=howeinboon626.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*...(BOoN)...$http://www.blogger.com/profile/10608112178669708692noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4915942103774571554.post-69748885405175268872009-10-31T05:46:00.000-07:002009-10-31T05:55:03.930-07:00下雨,我又回想起我那没有用的前途...<br />终觉得前途茫茫.....<br />我从学院转到中六,面对不少波折,有人说辉文读不起,有人说辉文没钱读...<br />咳...又再成了人家的话题,坦白说我真的很不喜欢别人讨论我...但我又无能为力...<br />虽然我真的觉得我很没用.....<br />亲戚们,个个出人头地,去英国,澳洲,俄罗斯,日本....<br />我却在...........<br />看着他们一个一个的出国,心里是祝福他们的但却起了一阵的感叹....<br />:''又一个出国了......"<br />我....真的没有用......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4915942103774571554-6974888540517526887?l=howeinboon626.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*...(BOoN)...$http://www.blogger.com/profile/10608112178669708692noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4915942103774571554.post-88298276426772867462009-03-04T21:14:00.000-08:002009-03-05T23:06:31.007-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0CMbMvHs-fc/SbDKqLukV3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/7XuYAw7CVx8/s1600-h/DSC09204.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309966786721240946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0CMbMvHs-fc/SbDKqLukV3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/7XuYAw7CVx8/s320/DSC09204.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>2008~~~</div><div>我的班........</div><div>有回忆........</div><div>像炒饭........</div><div>有dao you , ajinamoto , chap dao and kubis...</div><div>ape pun ade........^^</div><div>难免有分派的现象....</div><div>不同的是 , 可以参来参去....(跟炒饭没有两样＝＝)</div><div>很少有意见不合....</div><div>原因有很多...</div><div>有人忍让 , 有人掩饰 , 有人会做双面人.....</div><div>也有人会搬弄是非...<br />当大家都知道某些人会搬弄 , 就不会再相信他......</div><div>做了那么多年的朋友......</div><div>大家都非常清楚......</div><div>还是朋友.....</div><div>只是不大会再相信......</div><div>难道要拆穿吗.....?</div><div>也有人会从年头到年尾都没有讲话的....(lalat+tong)</div><div>真搞不懂他们..........==</div><div>其实也不能说我们有分派.......</div><div>其实只是各有各的责任.......</div><div>讲到布置.....</div><div>通常拿起来做的就是chu tiang , carrot , x烧mama and me...^^</div><div>说到'算分'和'抢分'....</div><div>就是lalat.....</div><div>每次分成绩 , 他一定跑no.1.....^^</div><div>总是站在老师面前.........</div><div>拿到成绩后.....</div><div>就到miao miao忙了.....</div><div>她的座位一定爆满.....</div><div>两粒karipop挂在头上 , 右手捂着伤风的鼻子 , 忙着解答朋友的疑问...<br />可怜.....~~</div><div>勤劳的人在我的班不见得是一件好事.......</div><div>每次做完功课就得贡献给朋友抄.....^^</div><div>那就是ah mee , lo han ，鸟人和 x烧papa....^^</div><div>miao miao 的书被booked了.....那个仁兄就是.....lalat.....!!!</div><div>要抢都难啊.....==</div><div>班上不可缺少的是3 aunt 6 grandma......</div><div>讨论'实事'是她们的强项........</div><div>不管是美容 , 私事 , 她们都捉紧不放.....</div><div>她们阵容强大.....有piggy tan , 007 , carrot , x烧mama , magazine n mabelline , fatty hui , chu tiang and yin ying......<br />有时还少不了男的....</div><div>uncle hon , tong , lalat , yyk , and me sometimes......^^</div><div>其实kepochi的生活有时还不错........</div><div>at least可以联谊联谊....^^</div><div>此外 , 还有另外一堆sampat.....</div><div>他们做在一起....</div><div>有时讨论功课 , 有时kepo一下 , 每次会一同bentang.....</div><div>they r : M4...!!!</div><div>mArJEriN , mAndARiN , mAgAZINe n mAyBELLiNe.........</div><div>有一个老师超讨厌我们.....</div><div>他就是cikgu Shukri......</div><div>我们蛮喜欢顶他...</div><div>所以我们的karangan份数还蛮少的.......哈哈</div><div>有kepo的当然有'冷静'的....</div><div>有两group:</div><div>有一堆其实很乱但坐在老师面前.....被严重限制.....￥￥</div><div>有ginger steam fish , i think , kharsiang de sis , and rong2......</div><div>还有另一堆是gamers.....</div><div>有小强 , ah yao , ah siong and ah rong...........</div><div>还有以为同学....</div><div>常年进入冬眠状态.......</div><div>WAyne........^^</div><div>我们的班华人居多.....</div><div>马来及印度同胞包办我班的左上角及右下角.......</div><div>他们是asyqal , ikhram , hafa , naren , mustaqim , praba and thulase......</div><div>在班上 , 有几位同学脾气较好....</div><div>但不是好事.....</div><div>因为他们总得被那来当话题.....<br />they r : ginger steam fish , fatty hui , uncle hon and katiak.....^^</div><div>they r quite poor sometimes.........</div><div>haiz......</div><div>班上同学的感情还蛮'凄厉'的.......</div><div>哈哈......</div><div>(pls forgive me if i say anything wrong)</div><div>lp 跟chu tiang , 半途出现yyk....</div><div>lp out le , yyk 站优势....</div><div>不久....</div><div>又出现uncle hon......</div><div>katiak'感情'太多...</div><div>发泄不完......</div><div>开始跟tong追chu tiang...</div><div>然后换fatty hui , </div><div>失败后转移目标换carrot , </div><div>又不被接受....</div><div>换piggy tan....</div><div>但名花有主.....</div><div>再追007......</div><div>好象不太能.....</div><div>现在不知道how.............???</div><div>可怜的我.....</div><div>常常都有人kepo帮我做媒..=.=''</div><div>一下说我跟lohan...</div><div>一下又说我跟ginger steam fish....</div><div>等下说我跟miao miao....</div><div>我就像puzzle一样.....</div><div>拿来乱乱拼.......=.=''</div><div>我的班的女生有些特别的'习惯'...</div><div>她们通常迟醒....^^</div><div>也有时迟到.....通常会去清理什么室之类的....^^</div><div>不是每一个啦....</div><div>有piggy tan , 007 , fatty hui n ah mee........</div><div>haha........^^</div><div>我们私底下组织了swimming n badminton club.....</div><div>就只是同学课后的娱乐....</div><div>swimming club de member 通常是lalat , x烧mama , ginger steam fish , katiak , uncle hon , i think , fatty hui , ah mee , yylow , and me...........</div><div>而badminton club 就是那四五只小猫..:...lalat , katiak , uncle hon , rong2 , ginger steam fish n me...^^</div><div>哈哈...我们班上还有家族哦.....</div><div>就是x烧一家......^^</div><div>x烧mama = xue fen</div><div>x烧papa = wan chian</div><div>x烧boon = 就是我咯......</div><div>都忘了做么会有这一家人......haha.......^^</div><div>希望大家不要放弃这段回忆......</div><div>不管是酸的还是甜的.....</div><div>始终是我们该珍惜的........^^</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4915942103774571554-8829827642677286746?l=howeinboon626.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*...(BOoN)...$http://www.blogger.com/profile/10608112178669708692noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4915942103774571554.post-88936818646328400752009-02-21T19:54:00.000-08:002009-02-21T20:47:38.713-08:00^三月十九^------<br />昨天：蕴贤在msn讲了一些今年青队的布置情况....<br /> 突然就想回校去帮忙帮忙，反正在家也无所事事.<br />今天七早八早就起身....<br />咳,要早醒真的很难.....<br />到了学校见到好友及老师们便'high'起来....<br />一看到便讲不完....<br />结果差一点就忘了今天来的目的.....^^<br />跑到physic lab.....本以为可以遇到pn.sarifah....<br />结果只看到朋友们在忙布置的东西.....<br />~可能是太早醒...完全没有灵感.....<br />看到他们做的东西太少....<br />所以就要求他们找多多polystrene...<br />然后做多多cactus...<br />因为今年校长给的题目是gurun sahara....==<br />他说因为我们住在gurun.......<br />这个题目的确对我们来说很好发挥.....<br />但.....我还是没有灵感.....=.=''<br />一切弄好后.....<br />我们便跑到帐篷哪儿去.........<br />他们打听到红队做mummy , 紫队做pyramid....便受重创......==<br />因为去年得冠军 , 担心今年保不住.......<br />咳 , 何必....?<br />也难怪.....今年每个都搏杀.....==<br />我也给他们弄到晕晕.....<br />等下说x队抄y队的东西....<br />等下又说z队不愿公开布置的东西....<br />再一下又说w队偷拿v队的东西.....<br />咳.....<br />总之就是很乱.....<br />幸亏我早一年'putt'出来......哈哈......^^<br />到了帐篷后....<br />还好有灵感.....<br />因为我们的东西不多又不是很突出...<br />所以只好孤注一掷....<br />将东西'chapp'在一起.....<br />至少有一个角落可以看.....<br />后面那块大大块的布 , 老师原想用有太空图案的一面.....<br />噢 , 我的天噢.........<br />还好最后他们坚持反过来用....<br />弄好后面那块布之后 ， 结果发现太多空洞....<br />只好用去年我们用过的四叶草'补洞'........^^<br />这时我发现'd'尽然酱能做工....<br />又可找石头 , 又可找木材......<br />哈哈.....^^<br />在大家忙的时候....<br />'b'竟然用spray去喷树....<br />写什么zamrud no1......=.=''<br />幸亏校长没看到......<br />要不然一定扣分......说我们vandalisme.......==<br />做完之后....<br />我到各蓬去看看.....<br />黄队最聪明.....<br />什么都没有....<br />他们说....沙漠本来就什么都没有.......==<br />蓝队最有创意....<br />做蓝色的cactus....<br />紫队就专攻环保......<br />各有所长......<br />********************************************<br />下午运动会要结束时...<br />便宣布布置比赛的结果....<br />huh.....今天我没白来.....<br />青队拿两连冠........hahahahahaha.....^^<br />这是我却担心其他人会骂我......<br />并说我们赢得不光彩...........<br />但是......<br />要骂就骂吧.....<br />其实是他们不会找人来帮忙.......<br />校方又没说不准校友来帮忙........==<br />*******************************************<br />其实我这次去不是要帮青队夺冠.......<br />只是要回校看看........<br />怎知.....<br />一做就不会放手........<br />还给一位老师说我过份....=.=''<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />att:比赛不一定要赢 , 只要享受过程就好.....<br /> 对手也可以做朋友 , 要抄就抄 , 要偷就偷<br /> 没必要因为比赛而放弃友谊......<br /> 有实力一定会赢....<br /> 而且又不是说赢了会得几千万 ，<br /> 输了会被骂.....<br /> 那又何必................................................................<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4915942103774571554-8893681864632840075?l=howeinboon626.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*...(BOoN)...$http://www.blogger.com/profile/10608112178669708692noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4915942103774571554.post-49367654171903803132009-02-08T22:26:00.000-08:002009-02-08T23:34:16.212-08:00正月初九，<br />烦闷的一天......<br />处理一切家务后.......<br />便去顾店（被逼〕.......<br />更闷......=.=''<br />一到中午，让我彻底转换心情的信息架到.....!!!<br />原来我的'猪朋狗友'今天在'姜蒸鱼'的家集合..........<br />我恨不得马上就冲去......<br />~但.....我还得顾店......(悲哀)<br />大约五点......<br />救星到了......<br />爸爸回来了我就可以出去了......<br />我从店飞回家，拖着摩托......<br />冲出门外......<br />****************************(忘了推摩托的'脚')*********************************<br />就这样一割........<br />完了......<br />我开始还以为是划了一下(之前中过)<br />本来想继续......<br />但越想越不对......<br />为什么流那么多血......<br />再仔细一看......哇......<br />恰似一江春'血'向东流......<br />我抓着皮垫肉开的脚板.......<br />跳到厕所去洗伤口......<br />怎知我冲一次水，血就'夺眶而出'...<br />咳，我的天啊......<br />刚好妹妹在家，便叫她帮我拿药箱.......<br />怎知.....她却.....在房间里抹lotion......omg.......=.=''<br />结果要喊第二次，她才愿意拿......<br />但......药箱里一无所有.......衰.........=.=''<br />用纱布包扎后......爸爸便送我去klinik......<br />那个医生一看到我就笑........<br />我很疑惑...........<br />他帮我打麻醉针时......我尽然有头晕的感觉........<br />不可能.....!!<br />为什么我在klinik学习时不会，而今天我会呢.....?<br />那个医生又笑......他说我怕血........!!<br />我还是不相信......(因为我本想当医生)<br />但.....我已开始质疑................我是否会当不成..........<br />我喝了护士给我泡的glucose之后便躺一下..............<br />不久.....<br />我又'东山再起'.........我就是不信...............<br />看着医生跟我缝针.......又没有那头晕的感觉了..........<br />那医生又再笑.....他问:you tak takut meh....?.......<br />他摸我脚底板:you punya kaki sejuk wor......<br />无奈...........<br />我死不认输:yaloh , i selalu macam ini punya wor....i pun tak tau ah.....(死不要脸)<br />那个医生又笑........<br />缝着缝着........<br />针跟线断了......<br />我很惊讶:doktor , kenape....?<br />他........又再笑:tak ada la......u punya kulit terlalu tebal.....hah.....<br />我.....无奈........=.=''<br />我闲着没事.......一时兴起........<br />拿了手机开始录影...................<br />医生:tadi , ada nampak tulang lo.....<br />我:aiyo , kenape u tak cakap tadi....i mau record mah....(死不要脸)<br />他.....又再笑:u tak takut meh.........<br />我.................又再................无奈..............=.=''<br />缝完之后.....<br />他又笑..........:wa......8 jarum.......u tak boleh bersukan dalam masa singkat.......<br />那时我不敢问:i boleh pi ns tak kalau macam ini........<br />因为.........<br />我怕他回答:u takut ah..........?<br />我不想在一天里被人家shoot这样多'枪'........=.=''<br />跛脚的生活开始上演了.........<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4915942103774571554-4936765417190380313?l=howeinboon626.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*...(BOoN)...$http://www.blogger.com/profile/10608112178669708692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4915942103774571554.post-46928586385595226832009-02-03T04:38:00.000-08:002009-02-09T06:24:01.322-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0CMbMvHs-fc/SYg7yYg3jEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/fxCg3ARtCDI/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298550698361195586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0CMbMvHs-fc/SYg7yYg3jEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/fxCg3ARtCDI/s320/DSC00031.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">re:this is juz blog , pls dun too care about my grammer usage n vocab....as long as u understand...^^thanks...</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />About year 2003...<br />my home/my family members...<br />added......<br />he is a very very cute baby juz about 1 year old...<br />my uncle elder son.....<br />he stay with us start from the day...(i dunno which day ad)<br />my grandma job changes.....<br />taking care of this baby....<br />houseworks left to new hire maid....kak yati...<br />he is so cute n intelligent....<br />juz because he live with my family.....(when still a baby)<br />he call my father as dad...<br />mother as mum...<br />when he live with us....<br />my job as a student added....<br />i have to keep an eye on him when my grandma go to 'pasar' every morning...<br />~wait him till wake up ,<br />~change his 'pamper',<br />~play with him,<br />~and make him some milk as breakfast.....<br />i have a lot of fun taking care with him.......<br />although he is quite 'active'....^^<br />he likes to play at the doorway.....(usually is a car park without car)\(go kha ki)<br />thus ,<br />when i go to school every afternoon.....<br />he will always be the only person to wish me.......<br />:ah wen ke ke......bye bye.....<br />this is warmth........................<br />and i usually reply...:....dont walk out to road har............<br />when i dismissed.....<br />the 1st person i wanna meet when i reached home is him......wei wei.....<br />but.......<br />in contrast....<br />i m also the most hated person......(for him)<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0CMbMvHs-fc/SYhRqKVp_uI/AAAAAAAAAA4/8t83vjsfKV8/s1600-h/DSC01078.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298574746372931298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0CMbMvHs-fc/SYhRqKVp_uI/AAAAAAAAAA4/8t83vjsfKV8/s320/DSC01078.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />watever he did wrong......i will scold him.....sometimes......<br />beat him..........<br />maybe in his mind......(memory)<br />i m the most cruel person.....<br />my grandma love him too much....(overloaded)<br />so.......<br />he become.......<br />'naughtier'(manja actually)<br />so........<br />he sometimes.......kick grandma....<br />my small brother...(who also overloaded with love)<br />start to quarrel with him...<br />actually.....<br />i define this situation as ..........<br />'cemburu'........hahaha..............(they compete to gain love)<br />haiz........<br />no eye see ah...........<br />besides saying THANK YOU to wei wei for bringing me so much of nice memory.....<br />i should also say SORRY...........<br />i remember.....<br />once a day........i help him to bath.......<br />he accidentally split water on my shirt........<br />unfortunately.....my mood tat day seems like not really good.......<br />so........i did the most regret reaction.........till today........<br />wat the hell i m doing........<br />i beat him...........his head............<br />i even cant forgive myself..........<br />pls , forgive me..............sorry................<br />another thing....haha<br />grandma always ask me to wake my uncle.....<br />but......<br />i send this job to him......<br />so.........he later be the person to wake up my uncle......<br />i...........less one more job........<br />U ALWAYS MY BELOVED BROTHER........<br />ALTHOUGH NOW U ALREADY HAVE YOUR OWN LIFE AT THERE WITH UR MOM N DAD..<br />JUZ HOPE U WONT FORGET THE PLACE U HAD BEEN LIVE BE4....<br />AND ME................^^<br /><br /><br />att:wish you be more happy at there........<br />remember your hometown..........<br />and your 'ex. parents n brother' here in MALAYSIA.......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4915942103774571554-4692858638559522683?l=howeinboon626.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*...(BOoN)...$http://www.blogger.com/profile/10608112178669708692noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4915942103774571554.post-4005192568090616812009-01-31T08:17:00.000-08:002009-02-09T06:33:53.002-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0CMbMvHs-fc/SYSKMuezU0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Z7jhjaEskII/s1600-h/0940.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297511012934832962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0CMbMvHs-fc/SYSKMuezU0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Z7jhjaEskII/s320/0940.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em><span style="font-size:85%;">re:pls dun too care about my grammer n vocab used....^^ 1/09</span></em></div><div></div><div>a boy with a small finger n unstable minded...</div><div>maybe i have a little bit 'artistes' cells'</div><div>who know......<span style="font-size:85%;">(my family have it)</span></div><div>and now , </div><div></div><div>i start to hit the key<span style="font-size:85%;">(piano's)</span></div><div>wooden key hit....</div><div>can it be 'rewind'...?</div><div>no way.....</div><div>the key pull the trigger...</div><div>the trigger ...</div><div>BOOM...!!!</div><div>the hammer hit the string afterward......</div><div>sounds produced.....</div><div>only one question in my mind...</div><div>WHO CREATE THIS STUFF...!!!!!!!!</div><div>my journey start<span style="font-size:85%;">(a pity start)...</span></div><div>a very very nice opening...</div><div>happiness n joyness strike me...</div><div>playing the song...</div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">ex:</span> jingle bell , song of joy , little marie......</div><div>like a snail.....crawl n crawl.....</div><div>unconciously.......</div><div>tsunami of sadness approach.....</div><div>i start to walk on a needle fulled road...</div><div>wat the hell of SONATINA , HANON , and EXAM PIECES</div><div>huh....~~</div><div>tats even better...</div><div>i tension , i panic , i cry , i shiver when...</div><div>i was asked to play SCALE and SIGHT READING<span style="font-size:85%;">(we play juz a second after we read the piano's notes)</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">my teacher in my mind:</span></div><div>beginner ~ <em>dolce</em> (sweet)</div><div>grade 1 ~ <em>legato</em> (smoothly)</div><div>grade2 ~ <em>piano</em> (soft)</div><div>grade 3 ~ <em>non deciso</em> (with no determination)</div><div>grade 4 ~ <em>fuoco</em> (fire) : *****<span style="font-size:85%;">huat siao</span>@.@*****</div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">(my teacher = torture profession [physically n mentally])</span></div><div>piano centre : torture chamber</div><div>piano : main cause of torture</div><div>my teacher balloon stick : torture weapon</div><div>my teacher pen : torture apparatus</div><div>my teacher finger : torture material</div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">(seems like i writing an experiment report)</span></div><div>i clearly remember........in tat sentimental period</div><div>me n my sister go to piano house with fear n worry</div><div>we back with same mood....</div><div>crying...</div><div>we were so stress....(juz a kid)</div><div>saturday is lesson date...</div><div>we both should enjoy our friday(family day)...</div><div>but......</div><div>our heart fullfilled with depress , stress , tension , n down.....</div><div>juz because tomorrow we will have to cry again...</div><div>we always ask our self in late night....</div><div>:am i well- prepared to face teacher tomorrow....?</div><div>this question strike our nervous system every friday late night....</div><div>i still can recall that we both often BEG ur mum to let us stop piano lesson.....</div><div>in my opinion : children should have a happr day n joyfull memory...(not like me)</div><div>thousands of time we keep on begging....</div><div>but...</div><div>parents refuse.....</div><div>i dont know why....</div><div>just.....</div><div>follow.......</div><div>juz continue our hard journey......(what else can i do..?)</div><div>*IT TAKE TIME FOR THE HAMMER TO HIT THE STRING TO PRODUCE SOUND*</div><div>hahahaha.....^^</div><div>song of joy REPLAY..!!!</div><div>FINALE...</div><div>me n my sister reach our <strong>'golden age'</strong> of our music <strong>'czerny'</strong></div><div>SONATINA = my favourite</div><div>SONATA = my love</div><div>HANON = no need dy</div><div>EXAM PIECES = my super weapon....hahaha.....</div><div>i dun know why.....</div><div>i say THANK YOU to piano creator</div><div>i say BYE BYE to my lacrimoso(sad) past</div><div>i say WELCOME to my unbelievable melody</div><div>i say PLS COME AGAIN to my torturer (in memory) **i m ready to K.O u...</div><div>come on come on......</div><div>my teacher say : huh.....finally , i did it....</div><div><em><strong>(say thanks to ppl who try to scold u)</strong></em></div><div>my felling in my memory:</div><div>grade 5 > <em>appassionato</em> (with passion)<br />grade 6 > <em>marziale </em>(in a military style) **<span style="font-size:85%;">i m ready</span></div><div>grade 7 > <em>energico </em>(energetic)</div><div>grade 8 > <em>espressivo </em>(expressive)</div><div>diploma.......<span style="font-size:85%;">(wondering wanna take it or not)</span></div><div>in my golden age.....</div><div>my exam.....<span style="font-size:85%;">(music)</span></div><div>pass pass pass pass n pass <span style="font-size:85%;">(without flying colours)huh=.=''</span></div><div>watever......</div><div>better than fail.....</div><div>thanks for buddha blessed.......</div><div>i enjoy very much in this sorrowfull memory...<span style="font-size:85%;">(tats why i don't like sentimental song)</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">(but my sister like...dont know why....?....maybe she love to be scolded...haha...^^)</span></div><div>sweet n sour...</div><div>joy n sad...</div><div>easy n difficult...</div><div>enjoy n hate...</div><div>love n @#$@%#$#</div><div>from good to bad bad to good.....</div><div>i taste a lot...<span style="font-size:85%;">(not eating la)</span></div><div>AM I REGRET...!!.....</div><div>NO...!!!</div><div>WE WILL SUCCES IF WE PUT EFFORT IN IT.....</div><div>JUST TIMING PROBLEM.....</div><div>THERE IS A DISTANCE FOR A KEY TO HIT THE STRING....</div><div>REMEMBER...</div><div>i would like to say THANK YOU for my piano teacher.................</div><div>not matter how hot temper u r (i mean before).............................</div><div>i know u juz wan your student to succes in future......................^^</div><div></div><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong>att:</strong> watever judgement we did......dun regret as it wont harm anyppl....dun give up till u reached the PEAK.......!!!......WE CAN SURVIVE AS LONG AS WE CAN BREATH.....!!!</div><br /><br /><div>prepared by : ~boon~</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4915942103774571554-400519256809061681?l=howeinboon626.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*...(BOoN)...$http://www.blogger.com/profile/10608112178669708692noreply@blogger.com5