Random Sunday Ramblings

I just spent two hours playing Poulenc... those chords are getting slightly better, but it's still not 100% perfect! Keep missing notes in between. :( But 2 hours of non-stop Poulenc is about as much as I take... I hate the feeling when you've overplayed something, and it starts to sound like complete crap... even if you play every single note accurately, it still doesn't sound nice. Oh well, shall practise again soon, hopefully. It's so difficult to find a nice piano to play on around Nus... Have to make bookings to use CFA, risk getting caught sneaking into the backstage of King Edward, or take a bus three stops down to my grandaunt's place to play on an untuned piano...

After blogging about being able to sleep better these days, I couldn't sleep last night. :( I think, sometimes I get so absorbed in doing things in the day, and it blurs the concept of 'self'... so when I finally lie down to rest at night, all the hidden thoughts awaken and I spend the next few hours oscillating between 'I need to think about this, think about that, think think think think' and 'Dont' think, don't think don't think or I'll never sleep, I need to sleep.'... and obviously the latter IS thinking in itself, so...

I've a sudden urge to go clubbing. Must have been downloading too much of 50 cent and Black Eyed Peas. Oh well. As mentioned previously, Thursday are 8 Hour Lecture days, so I guess Clubbing on Wed nights are out. And I'd hate to have to pay to spend three to four hours breathing in second-hand smoke.

Philip just informed me that we've sold 300+ tickets for Muscle War. That's...amazing. I'm amused by the number of people who're willing to watch semi-naked guys show off their muscles. Eww. But I'm strangely looking forward to it... after all, we've all been working on it for so long and well, it's time to see what bodybuilding competitions are actually like... and time for it to end.

Monday tomorrow. :( School's bound to be more hectic this week, but I shall not whine (for now). And I've to travel all the way back to Pee Gee Pee later. I really hate travelling up and down... it's when I'm sitting there alone on long bus rides when I feel most lonely, unhappy... it is when I start recalling memories of the past, and start wondering, what was, what could have been, what has become of me. Oh no, this sounds to bleak, shall go off to revise German now.