p a p e r d o l l

Ok the exam is over. OVER. If I fail this one again, which is likely, I’m not ever going to take it again. I am DONE with taking this bloody ABRSM diploma in performance exam. I have slaved for it for too long. Maybe it’s because this piece of paper will serve no real function in my life as it’s turning out, plus the fact that I really have fought the good fight so! I’m setting my foot down now- enough is enough. No more exams or I swear the joy I derive from playing the piano will be whittled to nothingness. I was talking to Tania about music over lunch on Friday and we discovered that we find piano-playing very personal. Like how we best like to play the piano when there’s no one at home. That is what I want for me and the piano henceforth.

Alright ranting over. Arms ache. I just made a batch of chocolate muffins with lemon frosting. Yum. Stressful morning i.e. need for early afternoon baking.

Leaving in three days! Yikesirbee (Win a Date with Tad Hamilton, anyone?). Deep breath. I know I’ve been living for the past 21 years and I have had a bit of excitement in the States just a couple of months ago… but it feels like I’m about to start living, you know? Like arms-wide-open-and-embrace-life living. Grand.