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bones sinking like stones.

all of us are done for

deceptive cadence

i got my exams certificate today and i asked ms sue if i should continue playing the piano. since the only benefit i see that i can get from this is being able to teach once i get my final grades. this comes after a period where i don't feel like playing the piano at all, again.

and i'm glad that she said its normal for me to question myself because i've been playing for.. nearly 10 years. she kindly reminds me that i'd probably won't be the same person that i am if i had never touched the piano at all in the 1st place. i'd probably be listening to more kanye wests than what i have in my cd rack. i'd probably won't even be here studying masscomm with all you loonies. tony parsons might not even be my favourite author.

if i stop now, i'd be throwing away at least 9 years of musical education, countless hours of practice(not really much since i've always been a lazy ass) and probably saying goodbye to someone who has actually seen me grow from a short fat ass kid to .. a tall fat ass kid.
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