Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies
together. Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.Where words fail, music speaks.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Failure
Was practising aural sight-singing juz now. Damn i really can't do it !! Summore had to stop practising cuz some relatives just came. Aighh...sien feel like banging my head on the wall.
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