Of Parent-Teacher Conference, Lack of Sleep and Music Instruments

Today, yes, today, Friday, on the 8th of July, is my school's parent-teacher conference day. You know, the day where your parents go to your school and listen to embarrassing rants about you from your class teacher? So, yeah, that happened today. I shall skip and spare you the part of the ridiculously boring wait and duty which I had to endure in the morning to the part where my mummy dearest came. And like any other parents, my mum did the same thing, wait till their turn. When it WAS her turn, I didn't dare to sit there and listen through it, afraid of the scolding I might get. Which I received after that anyway. You know what my mum said I was, she said I was "lazy", which I am, anyway. And you know what my mum told my class teacher? She said and I quote "Nowadays the passing grades for national schools are so low. You only need 40 marks of a hundred to pass. And that's not even half! Let's just say, once they go out to work and have a project going on, and they don't even know about half of it, do you think it'll work?" That was awesome man, just freaking awesome, cause my teacher was speechless, sort of, but true anyway. I love my mum. Smiles.

Moving on, to my lack of sleep problems. Fatigue is biting my ass off. Groans. But I think the problem is either me, or me. Smirks. Or maybe its quarterly the school's damn fault too. Its my fault because I don't wanna sleep early, and I hate naps, unless I couldn't take the tiredness. And its the school's fault because i have to be on prefectorial duty on early freakish morning, and classes start early too, damn school systems. Twitch. Apparently I feel like I'm talking to myself, because personally I think I sound like a lunatic like this. I blame fatigue.

Lastly, music instruments. Now I have a habit of playing the bass with the acoustic guitar. If you don't get it then I meant using the acoustic guitar to play in a bass guitar style or way. But if you still don't get it, then just ignore me, I'm babbling anyway. And I have also taken up the habit of leaving my acoustic, actually classical guitar out of its bag, am too lazy to put it back. And the strings are already rusting. Gasps! I forgot, the strings are rusty, no wonder my fingers are bleeding. Ouch.

No much rant today, and sorry for the short one yesterday, I'm fighting against sleep, but at least I posted two posts in two days. Makes up for the shortness of em? Right?

Of Jung Sungha, The Bass and Term Exams

Okay, so recently, I've been bored and was going on Youtube quite a lot. And as a guitarist who is somehow force into making cover of songs by a friend (I love you, Tina Tan. Note the sarcasm.), I was going through guitarist over guitarist online, until suddenly, I found this freakishly young but totally AWESOME Korean guitarist prodigy called Jung Sungha (supposedly Jeong Seongha). He has this amazing finger technique which I'm pretty sure NONE of the guitarist I personally know could do. I was AWESTRUCK. And now I'm absolutely obsessed with him. His music is like WHOA, no words can describe it. But if you could play the guitar like him, then I'd be obsessed with you too. Smiles.

Jung Sungha

Sigh, although still in the process of fully digesting the methods and way of the guitar. I have somehow been dragged into learning the bass guitar as well. Not saying that the bass guitar isn't fun, its really fun, actually, and much easier to learn and play than the acoustic guitar, but still, I don't even know why I'm complaining about it. I should be glad to learn another instrument, right?

And of course, my favorite thing to rant about. Exams! Yay! Term exams are finally over. So ha! In your face exams! But I think I might fail arts this time round though, and I've never in my life failed at anything, oh this is gonna feel horrible. (Not really, I feel kinda hyper, so, no. Too bad.) But ANYWAY, since my term exams are officially over and I feel ridiculously happy for some odd reason, I'm not gonna make such a fuss today and spare whoever bothers to read this some cursing.