You have no idea how happy I am right now. I've been waiting for this moment for all of, well, a few months, I suppose. NO MORE THEORY. I did my 5th Grade Theory of Music exam today at this place in Newfarm and I think I did pretty well. The venue used to be at this place right across from Brisbane State High called the Greek Club. It was much fancier and "dandier" than this place but I can't really complain; an exam's an exam right? Compared to all the practice tests, the actual test is much easier. Maybe because I had a whole three hours to do the exam compared to the one hour maximum time limit that I normally had.
I might be making it sound much easier than it is. This exam normally takes a year of study or 6 months of intense study. I was really on and off about this exam. For my third grade exam I did literally over a hundred practice test papers. That resulted in me getting 98.5% on the exam. This time, however, I only did six papers max so I'm not too sure how this is going to turn out.
That's enough about theory. I think. Yeah definitely.
So now I need some piano versions of songs from musicals. That's a bit of a worry: the monitoring date for our performance was yesterday which was also the first time we rehearsed the damn thing. Got nowhere. Call it what you want but I call it a contingency.
I need another excessively large burger
No actually, I just took a break from typing and had a massive plate of spaghetti and a really heavy piece of sponge cake.
Holy cow, I need to work this off.
A la Prochaine
on Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Hatchetfishes are the scariest things in the sea. These little motherfuckers pop up in the kraken's nightmares at night.
Don't look them up if you don't like scary fishies.
So I was lucky enough to get my English speech over and done with today. No doubt, I was nervous as fuck. My legs were shaking (or so Lemay tells me) and I think I paused too many times.
Otherwise, I did pretty well. I guess. I mean A+ is good right? Let's just say my reaction when I got my mark was something like this:
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In other news, I had this craving for maccas because, y'know, I'm fat like that. Anyway, there's this deal where you can add an extra patty (or "beefing up your burger") so I decided to go with that plus an upsize to a large meal. After waiting for about ten minutes, I finally got my burger but it was little heavier but I suppose that's normal after adding an extra patty right? So I get home with my heavier-than-normal burger, I open it up and BAM, this is what I see:
Being the fatass that I am, I finished it (with the assistance of my drink which I definitely needed).
10/10 would eat again.
k, I'm gonna go order one now.
A la Prochaine~
Don't look them up if you don't like scary fishies.
So I was lucky enough to get my English speech over and done with today. No doubt, I was nervous as fuck. My legs were shaking (or so Lemay tells me) and I think I paused too many times.
Otherwise, I did pretty well. I guess. I mean A+ is good right? Let's just say my reaction when I got my mark was something like this:
In other news, I had this craving for maccas because, y'know, I'm fat like that. Anyway, there's this deal where you can add an extra patty (or "beefing up your burger") so I decided to go with that plus an upsize to a large meal. After waiting for about ten minutes, I finally got my burger but it was little heavier but I suppose that's normal after adding an extra patty right? So I get home with my heavier-than-normal burger, I open it up and BAM, this is what I see:
10/10 would eat again.
k, I'm gonna go order one now.
A la Prochaine~
on Friday, August 2, 2013
So I was checking out these apartments in New York State because, y'know, that's what I do in my spare time now. And I found this 29800 square foot apartment on East Street with 20 bedrooms and 10 total baths for $120 000 000. 120 million USD. Putting aside the fact that it's not a simple "apartment", this picture was uploaded as part of the "tour":
Now, I know in the book it doesn't say that there's a fireplace and that it's a little smaller with bookshelves, etc. but this room is the closest thing I've found to the school room described in The Picture of Dorian Gray which I think is pretty awesome. Just puttin' it out there. If you're interested, this regal-as-fuck piece of property is on 66 East 11 Street, Out of Area, NY 10002. And if you end up buying it, contact me. Please. I implore you.
So the last few weeks have been something of a subtle hell to me: not enough to drive me literally insane, but enough to make me want to rip a few hairs out. International childishspawns from hell students for three weeks plus assessment. Two exams in the first two weeks, assessment handed in last week, and more to come next week. Come to think of it, I am currently (meant to be) preparing for assessment in all (7?) subjects. Plus Piano and Music Theory. Nationals is in October but we're preparing now. Music concerts are coming up too.
Let's just say I might need a breather.
Okay, maybe I'm blowing this all out of proportion but maybe all I need to do is set up a timetable and work from that.
Sorry for making this blog post seem like an excerpt from a diary entry but there's always that little red "x" icon on the top right of this window so feel free to click that.
If you didn't then, thank you, I love you, you're the best. *fistbump*
Lesson in Imagination
Actually, come to think of it, I'll just post a few gifs for you now.
Now, I know in the book it doesn't say that there's a fireplace and that it's a little smaller with bookshelves, etc. but this room is the closest thing I've found to the school room described in The Picture of Dorian Gray which I think is pretty awesome. Just puttin' it out there. If you're interested, this regal-as-fuck piece of property is on 66 East 11 Street, Out of Area, NY 10002. And if you end up buying it, contact me. Please. I implore you.
So the last few weeks have been something of a subtle hell to me: not enough to drive me literally insane, but enough to make me want to rip a few hairs out. International childish
Let's just say I might need a breather.
Okay, maybe I'm blowing this all out of proportion but maybe all I need to do is set up a timetable and work from that.
Sorry for making this blog post seem like an excerpt from a diary entry but there's always that little red "x" icon on the top right of this window so feel free to click that.
If you didn't then, thank you, I love you, you're the best. *fistbump*
Lesson in Imagination
Actually, come to think of it, I'll just post a few gifs for you now.
Gif where you can change the direction just by thinking it.
A la Prochaine
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