first blogpost from the garden

I just discovered that our WIFI reaches the table in the garden.

I can't believe I let them drag me onstage yesterday! I do not regret it one bit, but still--why was it me! I'm pretty sure someone else was worthier. It's nice to know they think highly enough of my piano 'skills' but I must say I think I failed them. I.e. screwed up onstage T.T

Never mind, I think all that matters to me is that they enjoyed it, and that they weren't disappointed, and maybe that I enjoyed it too. It's fun discovering your performance piece ten minutes before performing, whether or not the part you're playing is ridiculously simple (which it was, enough such that I felt the irresistible urge to improvise on top of it--and did). In fact I'm so very glad that it was simple.

It's also fun performing on the same stage as one of the A levels top scorers, and someone I can only assume is legendary to the masses for his music arrangement ability. And someone whom you've only known through Lanqiao's running jokes about his tannedness omggg xD

And it's wonderful hearing a piece of music that has a special place in your heart, being played by one of your best friends. I miss learning duets for exams! Petite Suite (YYYYY) T.T

Ending the day stargazing was only befitting. Even if we didn't even see Sirius. I really needed to bring myself back down from my excited state (lame chem double entendre ftw) from performing impromptu.

Still high (actually no, I'm always Low xD) even though it's Good Friday morning. Ohhh I need to calm down and read some Campbell!

hope...

I think I should congratulate myself.

I love Literature. That is a given. I'm sure it's the only school subject whose love for I've managed to openly gush about to anyone so far.

But I don't love Literature half as much as Biology. Now. Biology makes the blandest lunch taste good.

But my love for Biology can't even begin to compare with my love for Chemistry.

Chemistry is like music, but tangible.

Right now, unsurprisingly, Math is my least favourite H2 subject. But I don't hate it at all.

I'm actually beginning to hope, for once, that I'll do well for the A levels.

paper cones and colliding galaxies

I'm sleepy, so this will be a short one.

My first session at Astronomy Club today was amazing. I'm hooked. I've been brainwashed. I wanna join.

Lectures on something I've only encountered briefly before. A birthday celebration with fifteen cups too few. Dinner with a group of people I don't know at all (save one/two).

Symmetry. Space. The unreachable.

Oh, I'm sure that's not what they hoped I would enjoy about today, but that's what I enjoyed all the same. I even took notes. And I gained more resolve to push forward with my studies. Simply seeing the things that scholarly insight can bring to light. I want to be at the frontier.

I need to thank the person who suggested my joining (though 'suggested' is, in all senses, the wrong word here).

today's lessons

When was the last time I did so much in a day, and managed to enjoy myself thoroughly throughout?

So maybe I've been wrong about a few things.

Maybe my class isn't completely rude and dumb and...sporty. Alright, they're clearly sporty. I think I just proved to my class how much of a failure I am at sports. How far I have fallen. But besides some audacious behaviour that I've just begun to understand, they're actually...quite nice.

And maybe Astronomy Club is a serious contender for my main CCA. I told the Writer's Guild interviewers that WG was my clear first choice. I'm not sure that's the truth anymore.

I learnt all that today. I'm aching, but I'm smiling. It's been a while since that last happened.