Burning bridges Baby,

Saturday, June 13, 2009 3:35 AM

{: HE SAID I PLAYED VERY WELL THIS WEEK-
{: HE SAID TO AIM FOR DISTINCTION-

THIS CALLS FOR CELEBRATION! :D:D

(Nah uh- i'm still carrying my violin to war fr further battles.)

(Okay you might not know but heck that Strings teacher of mine's some kind of perfectionist, he's really hard to please and he's good at making kids cry.-Maybe you still call a 16yearold kid- Okay you get the picture.) I knew it. 10-1, i'm one who makes it thru only w hard work. Tough life counting on dilligence. -GAH- but i accept it with all my heart. /: I'll work harder and i'll continue practising everyday!!!? If that's what is needed to reach it, yeah man Litong'll do it. (One month to Grading-)

PLENTIFUL OF CONCERNS-

It's soon to be midway June, i've not started on any intensive revision besides settling my assignments ONE by ONE.
Fathers' Day's Nearing, i'm in deep shit but with no intentions on relenting. /:
Broke. Like, B-R-O-K-E. Thing i hate about holidays is the absence of allowance.
Holiday Assignments (Others are driving me crazy with their planelike speed.)

"The value of Forgiveness and the transforming power that it offers." - A walk to remember. Seriously, this whole thing is swerving out of control without any sense. Now my mum's unhappy w him, my sisters been using "What's with your temper? You're so Dad-like now." as an excuse for everyone's mood. Being at home's like a time bomb. Even a furtive glance can stir things up. And recounting, i think it's just a silly misunderstanding. If you persists, thn be it. I'm not a dumbwit - Sis, i alrd heard everything it is about how he felt about us, even whn you whisper.

Some photos taken this weekend :

LAST, HAPPY DAYS.