Today, it was raining non-stop from the moment I woke up and it's still raining now at 2.48a.m. The weather just gets to me sometimes. I took a tram to my instructor's house.
Haggard and wet commuters
What is it that I'm looking for? What do I want from him? What is the feeling I'm searching for? And why must it always be with someone who cannot give enough?
No. 16 at Colleen's and her cute pug welcome.
I finally arrived at Colleen's a little before 3p.m. Finally got the hang of staccato slurring. Hurray! Starting duet pieces with Colleen now and perhaps proceed to some AMEB pieces in the next two weeks. When the lesson ended I opened the door to this :
Just this dreary looking sky and cars whizzing by, determined to drench you from head to toe.
I waited at the tram stop for a full 20 minutes. So much for reliable public transport. The adjective just shouldn't be abused like that.
When is this one going to end? How will it end? Your revelation wasn't enough to keep these emotions in place. I appreciate you more than ever for sharing your innermost fears with me. I won't call them secrets, because the two of us makes them that no more. So what else do I want? When is the next roller-coaster ride?
Basic black. Bag, Umbrella (loaned from Colleen) and Clarinet. Plus, my mood. Sigh.
Got back home at around 5.15p.m. to start cooking. Thai grill pork fillets tonight. Not bad if I say so myself. Smelled a bit funky after that. I mean me, not the fillets. Downed my dinner without much thought and fell asleep while waiting for Tsu Ann to finish her meeting so we can study at QV. When I woke up, it was already 8.21p.m. Got to QV at 9.p.m. So much for an early start. Studied two lectures on stats. Didn't get much done. There seemed to be a blackout between LaTrobe St and Victoria St. All dark. Black. Couldn't get any shots of that because I was lugging this 10kg pack of rice home. The plastic tore. Kinda like how too heavy the heart gets sometimes huh? Then it just rips.
Where are you? Why have we met? There must be a reason. Do you believe in fate? I know about incomplete stories. Or maybe just the ones with abrupt endings. Who holds the key to the ending? Do you? I think you do. Because I've tried so many times to find that door out. But I guess I really don't want the gates to shut behind me. Knowing that it's you I'll be leaving on the other side of it.
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It was raining in Miri early this morning but stopped after we woke up. The rest of the morning was cloudy and hence, not too hot. Other than my irritating pain on my leg dog bite), all is well.
I guess sometimes in life we need to rise above the clouds to get a good perspective of life! Cheer up, there's sunshine after the rain!
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