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Quite busy tis year cuz having SPM...it really make me headache!!! Its nearer and nearer...so stress...i hav not much time keep blogging...TT

LOVE

Love is , the strongest feeling known
an all-encompassing passion
an extreme strength
an overwhelming excitement

Love is , trying not to hurt the other person
trying not to change the other person
trying not to dominate the other person
trying not to deceive the other person

Love is , not an excuse to stop growing
not an excuse to stop making yourself better
not an excuse to lessen one's goals
not an excuse to take the other person for granted

Love is , being complete honest with each other
finding dreams to share
working towards common goal
sharing responsibilities equally

This poem is specially for A . T . P

Piano

Piano is a musical instrument played by means of a keyboard. Widely used in Western music for solo performance, ensemble use, chamber music, and accompaniment, the piano is also very popular as an aid to composing and rehearsal. Although not portable and often expensive, the piano's versatility and ubiquity have made it one of the most familiar musical instruments.
Pressing a key on the piano's keyboard causes a felt covered hammer to strike steel strings. The hammers rebound, allowing the strings to continue vibrating at their resonant frequency. These vibrations are transmitted through a bridge to a surrounding board that couples the acoustic energy to the air so that it can be heard as sound. When the key is released, a damper stops the string's vibration. Pianos are sometimes classified as both a percussion and a stringed instrument.

Let me tell you a true story.
In one Saturday night I was at a get together with friends. About an hour into the party I was asked to liven up the evening with a few songs on the piano.
To my astonishment a shocking truth was revealed that night about my decades of lessons, practice and playing . . . there was one thing I could not do . . . I could not improvise!
So there I sat at the piano with NO sheet music and a crowd eagerly waiting for me to entertain them.
I froze like a deer caught in the headlights. It was as if the wind got knocked out me. My hands felt like they were chained to cement blocks . . . I couldn’t move. Seconds seemed like hours. I just sat there staring at the keys. The overbearing silence was so thick I could have sliced it with a knife.
I have never felt so uncomfortable in my life. I mumbled something about not feeling well and quickly made my exit.
Not only was I embarrassed, but I was so mad at myself. How could I, who have been playing the piano for so long, not know how to play without sheet music? I was SoOoOoOo embarrased that night . . . how can such thing happen in my life?

The Begining!!!

Hi,this is my 1st post,a grand opening to my blog so it is quite meaningful . There are many things happening around us and everyone of it has its own special story,so as mine. My life is filled with all kinds of colours and emotion. Thus,with this,my brand new start of my blogging llife.



Well,i dono how to describe myself much,but im pretty honest and even though im not handsome. I had a simple and peaceful lifestyle. I done de same thing everyday,studying(so boring....),practising piano,playing basketball and fooling around with friends... Well think that's all,till then, god bless...!