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The Game is ON !

Alright, midterm studio exam was finally over peeps ! Let's rock and roll !

 EH cop, don't think that's such a good idea. Gila ape nak celebrate truss. Pada dasarnya, memang la dah abes tapi ingat bole nak hore-hore sangat ke? Memang takla. Exam abes, tapi benda lain tak abes-abes lagi menyusahkan paleotak kami-kami ni semua kot. Mana taknya, lepas satu, satu. Lepas satu assignment ke satu assignment nak kena buat. Nasib banyak dah hantar (last minute working on an assignment is still my #1 hero). So, tinggal report yang sipi-sipi je la nak kena buat. 

Oh oh, back to our topic just now. Pasal midterm ni haa..Okay, memang tak dinafikan aku kantoi gila kot exam tadi. Tengah main ni, tetiba boleh ketawa-tersengih pulak. Memang menjajau la gamaknya bila sampai 'killing parts' piece Concerto tu. Celaka nya cina mabuk kasi aku tergelak bila tengok muka aku. Senyumm ada makna tu orang tua tuu. Thanks to my accompanist, sarah halkum sebab memahami situasi aku, then we managed to get on track back. Biar bersepah-berkechaii, janji aku abes main dua-dua lagu dgn jayanya 
(walaupun ada part kena usha gila babi ngn examiner) Sumpah the coolest exam ever kot tadi. Tapi, time final nnti mati trussss la jawabnya ! takda "okay-okay" lagi la gamaknya nanti. HAHA

Dan, sebagai pembakar semangat untuk aku lebih tekun prektis pada masa akan datang, aku ada beli benda alah ni haaa..





bapak, loser kan ! haha saja nak kuatkan tangan. mana tahu dok syok main benda ni, tup-tup aku leh jadi hebat kalahkan bro ketaq ni kan kan kan. Haha jangan prasan la eka oi ! lama dah beli, tetiba baru jumpa kat dalam beg cello. HAHA. jyyeah i know its lame, but wuddahell =,='

So, lepas ni kalau sesape nak ajak aku prektis ke, forum ke, ape segala bagai ke berkenaan cello, aku akan dengan bongkaknya jawab : "The Game is on my man !" 


Right, off for now ! chiao peeps :)

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