plant palm trees on lake michigan before it gets cold

i spent 1/2 of my piano lesson talking to mr koh about my future. cos my mum has hopes (that will soon be destroyed. what a shame) that i will pass (vomit) my grade eight piano exam (vomit, vomit). i don't know how i can because i have no time to practice at all. humans need more time, God :(

i came up with this conclusion that my piano teacher wants NAFA to eat up all my (parents') money. there is no way anyone can train me to pass diploma or whatever. it. is. just. impossible. i can't even play c major 6th apart without twisting my damned fingers (i can't be bothered to follow fingerings and metronomes).

i need some perez hilton person thingy to knock on my door and say, "hey hey hey! it's time for a makeover!" and then in 14 days (sophisticated) i'll be transformed into this awesome coolz person.

i just need time.

HOW LEH?SUMMORE I DUNNO WHAT'S GOIN ON AROUND MEE HALF THE TIME LOR. SO OOOOOH!! I'M GETTING MORE PRESENTS TOMORROW.

see?
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EDIT!!
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i'll pass grade 8, maybe by bribing the examiner, and i'll migrate to the US when i'm older and i will open a shop selling bubble tea. i'll give all my customers a lot of pearls because i'm kind like that. then i'll get married to someone there and i'll have a house with a garden and a swimming pool. and maybe i will sing out of tune on the streets with a hat on the floor just for fun, when i have time. WHOOOPEEE DOODLES!