My Ibanez

Hey people!

Many of my friends (girls especially), have been playing guitar pretty well these days, and I'm envious of them. 

I've bought myself a keyboard last autumn at a car-boot sale, but to date, I can only play #1) fur elise, #2) mary has a little lamb, #3) birthday song. Say what???

Can you spot my 8 pounds keyboard? :p

I don't think that I've got that much talent, or determination in playing a keyboard, so, I was thinking of giving up. Then, my term-ly allowance came in, and I've bought myself a brand new guitar online, after giving it a long hard thought.

On the way back home last Wednesday, I was talking to my friend about the guitar that I've bought, and how glad would I be if it came today. So, when I opened the front door, I saw a big box at our living room. I knew instantly that it was mine! I jumped, and laughed hysterically, while hugging the big box, and my friend can only shake her head.

I've told you that it's big. :p Imagine me hugging this box.

It's such a beauty, and I love it already!

It came with a gig bag, and some other accessories, so it was a really good bargain.

I've got one formal report waiting to be handed in, that midnight, so I didn't have the time to waste to adore my guitar. However, once I've submitted the report at around 9 that night, I went straight for my guitar and started strumming randomly. I have no basic in playing a guitar at all, so buying an Ibanez was driven more by envy, and the fame that might come after becoming a guitar pro later. *grins*

I played before I went to bed on Wednesday, and played again before my class on Thursday. Well, you can't really call it playing, for all I do was learning the four basic chords for the song "Fall for you" by Secondhand Serenade.

I was a bit feverish that day, so I went to bed pretty early, and had planned on not waking up until morning. However, I was woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of someone taking out my laundries from the washing machine. So. I got up and switched on the light. Upon seeing my guitar next to my bed, I went back to bed, and started strumming again, forgetting all about my laundries inside the laundry bag. :p

I'm starting to get the hang of it, and I've this funny thought that I might just have talent in learning how to play a guitar. Haha :p

I'll practice every day, and might just do a youtube cover, and be as famous as Kinna Granis in the future.

Dream on, baby!

Cheers!

Giving up on Facebook

Ola!

I'm a big facebook + youtube convert. As in, I'm a passionate facebooker and youtuber. Or, you might call myself as a facebook + youtube addict.

So, in this Lent season (22nd Feb - 5th Apr) , I'm giving up on Facebook. I wonder how will my life change without being inside the Facebook's community in this one month, give or take.

*finger-crossed*

Cheers!

I don't hate it

Hi!

Someone was really making an effort this year, to be romantic, and I don't hate it. :p

I've received this, wrapped inside a white piece of paper, in a worn out pink envelope, together with a card written with Korean's, on my doormat, one morning when I've skipped the whole day's lectures, for I was just being me. That is; lazy.

*bliss*

Formal report. Again.

Hi!

Do you know the feeling when you've got deadlines to catch, and you suddenly regrets that you've never started on doing your work much earlier? I do, and I always felt that way. Even now! Whenever I have this kind of feeling, I'll vow silently that I'll start on doing something, be it studying, or working on my assignments as early as possible, to prevent my brain from exploding under high pressure.

On the verge of breaking down. However, sometimes I felt as if I work better under pressure. I can see the goal clearly in front of me, so I'll push myself harder, thus, working harder than normal..... maybe...?

I was desperate, so I went ahead and borrowed this much books, but in the end, I didn't use all of them. :(

My desk during that desperate period.

Anyway, even after making that "silent vow", I still repeat the same mistake every time, and I hate myself for doing it. Okay, maybe 'hate' came a bit too harsh there, so, let's rephrase it to 'dislike'.

I'll try to change! Oh, yeah!

Cheers!

I love flowers :)

Hello!

I'm guessing that most girls would have dreamt of getting a surprise bouquet of flower on Valentine's day, or on any day at all. Do you agree? Well, I am. I mean, I love flowers. Sometimes, I do think that the act of giving flowers is not practical at all. However, I am a hopeless romantic, so I am easily beaten by the beauty of the flowers, and the sweetness behind the giving of a flower itself. *shy*

Tell you what, I've received one on Valentine's, right towards the end of the day.

I was utterly surprised when I opened the door, to see a guy with a list on his hand, asking whether or not he had gotten the right house. When I saw my name on the list, my heart was beating fast in anticipation. It beats faster when I saw the same guy came back with a bouquet of flower in his hand!

There wasn't even a name on the card! Mysterious much?

Though, I have to admit that it was such a lovely surprise. *bliss*

p/s: how was your valentine's?

Dare to believe (V)

Disclaimer: This post contains a high dosage of religious' stuffs. However, it by no means intended to offend anyone out of my religious' beliefs


The question is: What if Your Eternity Depends On It?

 


Peace :)

Dare to believe (IV)

Disclaimer: This post contains a high dosage of religious' stuffs. However, it by no means intended to offend anyone out of my religious' beliefs.


The question is: What if Jesus Defeats Death?

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Dare to believe (III)

Disclaimer: This post contains a high dosage of religious' stuffs. However, it by no means intended to offend anyone out of my religious' beliefs.

The question is: What if Jesus' Death Matters.

Peace :)