Monday, September 05, 2005
PLEASE PRAY FOR ME!! MY FLUTE EXAM IS ON WEDNESDAY (7th sep) AND I AM DYING BECAUSE I CANNOT CONCENTRATE AT ALL WHILE PRACTICING OR WHILE DOING ANYTHING, FOR THAT MATTER, BECAUSE I HAVE DEVELOPED A BRAIN DEFECT OVER THE WEEKEND WHICH CAUSES MY AUTOMATIC PRIORITISING SYSTEM TO BECOME NON-EXISTANT (if it ever was even existant) AND I WILL BE THINKING ABOUT OTHER STUFF WHILE HALFWAY THROUGH E FLAT MINOR, HARMONIC, LEGATO-TONGUED, CAUSING THE SCALE TO SOUND LIKE SOME PREHISTORIC PENTATONIC THINGAMAJIG FROM AFRICA.
help. please?
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before i forget.. need to write these wonderful quotes of Mok Chuan-xin down. please note that they all happened in the span of half an hour, in Kenny Rodgers Suntec City.
"I AM CERTAIN OF MY ORIENTATION!"
"I HAVE NO MAMMARY GLANDS!"
"I DO NOT LACTATE!"
and there were lots more, but my sister is chasing me off now. those were a few of the best. also there was:
"ACTUALLY, I CAN MOVE MY EARS... LIKE ALF."
madness.