Thursday, June 19, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Just Do It.
Ryan: make sure to tell me before its 530
Kejing: why?
and thats 530am
do you mean 1730?
Ryan: JUST DO IT
Kejing: twss
Ryan: 1730
Kejing: twss
Ryan: -.-.
I had to quiz my brother on music theory today. He seemed to know most of the vocabulary on the first page, but had difficulty with the second, so I sent him back to review. But then again, some of the vocabulary on the second page had some really odd definitions. As I listed terms (a tempo, cut time (alla breve), dominant...), he replied with his best possible answer, and I couldn't help thinking: one day, he isn't going to be "cute" anymore, unless he has the family's good looks. I'm kidding.
My brother has a red beta fish. I was washing something in the sink, when I looked at the bowl that was pretty much right in front of me. He or she wasn't actually moving. A piece of food was about four millimeters away from its mouth. Not weird at all.
I don't want Mexico, Canada, and Somalia.
Kejing: why?
and thats 530am
do you mean 1730?
Ryan: JUST DO IT
Kejing: twss
Ryan: 1730
Kejing: twss
Ryan: -.-.
I had to quiz my brother on music theory today. He seemed to know most of the vocabulary on the first page, but had difficulty with the second, so I sent him back to review. But then again, some of the vocabulary on the second page had some really odd definitions. As I listed terms (a tempo, cut time (alla breve), dominant...), he replied with his best possible answer, and I couldn't help thinking: one day, he isn't going to be "cute" anymore, unless he has the family's good looks. I'm kidding.
My brother has a red beta fish. I was washing something in the sink, when I looked at the bowl that was pretty much right in front of me. He or she wasn't actually moving. A piece of food was about four millimeters away from its mouth. Not weird at all.
I don't want Mexico, Canada, and Somalia.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Sunday, June 08, 2008
Hot Peppers
My brother: Oh, hot peppers? In Wisconsin, I was the only one who ate them so I'm used to them now.
My father: When I grew hot peppers, you weren't born yet.
It's true. The movie yesterday was pretty darn awful. June only covered a small portion, so that we wouldn't all suddenly censor Blogger, of the atrocities that we were forced to undertake because of Chanyang's beautifully marvelous taste in movies.
Time to drive.
My father: When I grew hot peppers, you weren't born yet.
It's true. The movie yesterday was pretty darn awful. June only covered a small portion, so that we wouldn't all suddenly censor Blogger, of the atrocities that we were forced to undertake because of Chanyang's beautifully marvelous taste in movies.
Time to drive.
Saturday, June 07, 2008
Found on Wiki as Usual
"...a virtuoso was, originally, a highly accomplished musician, but by the nineteenth century the term had become restricted to performers, both vocal and instrumental, whose technical accomplishments were so pronounced as to dazzle the public."
My piano teacher gave me the task of finding my own pieces in preparation for a competition in about a year. I might not actually do the competition, but the task is kind of difficult. I keep finding these amazingly virtuosic pieces. Or, some really easy ones that I don't even bother listening to on YouTube. So I don't know, I don't know how to find one or two pieces that are not classified by the MTNA to be "R," for "romantic." It's freakishly difficult to find things without knowing about them at all beforehand.
My piano teacher gave me the task of finding my own pieces in preparation for a competition in about a year. I might not actually do the competition, but the task is kind of difficult. I keep finding these amazingly virtuosic pieces. Or, some really easy ones that I don't even bother listening to on YouTube. So I don't know, I don't know how to find one or two pieces that are not classified by the MTNA to be "R," for "romantic." It's freakishly difficult to find things without knowing about them at all beforehand.
Friday, June 06, 2008
47 Days 02 Hours
Runiteking1's brother has provided some amusement recently. My brother seems so boring. This week, he has had camp in the mornings, as he during two other weeks throughout the summer.
My brother: Today we had a talent show... I had a talent.
My father and me: ?
My brother: I can speak Chinese.
The sad part was that he was serious, and he never actually speaks Chinese anymore. His speech has become very Americanized. And his rare Chinese is covered in an American accent. Awful, no?
My other brother is pretty funny too.
Jack: except marshall wasn't there
:'(
that's what did when i saw that marshall wasn't there
[I told him it was my new Facebook quote.]
Jack: it isn't funny
do you laugh at pain?
my emotional pain?
Jack: if you put that on, you're a bad person
me: i put it on.
Two days ago, an idea popped into my mind. Something small and not very spectacular that seemed like a good thing to do. Well, it was finished yesterday, with a small bit of tweaking today. The only issue is that now that I finished, there is nothing else to do in its stead.
"Dark Blue" by Jack's Mannequin:
I have edited this post many times today. Another thing to add: Not too long ago, I was cordially invited to The Power Bloggers. Friday is my day.
[Later...]
Ryan: thats why kejing has to go to college with me to amke me food
or i will have to eat grass for nourishment
William Dunn: the soup might need about a half tablespoon of clam juice to balance out the potatoes
me: aww ryan
Ryan: im not kidding either :'(
My brother: Today we had a talent show... I had a talent.
My father and me: ?
My brother: I can speak Chinese.
The sad part was that he was serious, and he never actually speaks Chinese anymore. His speech has become very Americanized. And his rare Chinese is covered in an American accent. Awful, no?
My other brother is pretty funny too.
Jack: except marshall wasn't there
:'(
that's what did when i saw that marshall wasn't there
[I told him it was my new Facebook quote.]
Jack: it isn't funny
do you laugh at pain?
my emotional pain?
Jack: if you put that on, you're a bad person
me: i put it on.
Two days ago, an idea popped into my mind. Something small and not very spectacular that seemed like a good thing to do. Well, it was finished yesterday, with a small bit of tweaking today. The only issue is that now that I finished, there is nothing else to do in its stead.
"Dark Blue" by Jack's Mannequin:
I have edited this post many times today. Another thing to add: Not too long ago, I was cordially invited to The Power Bloggers. Friday is my day.
[Later...]
Ryan: thats why kejing has to go to college with me to amke me food
or i will have to eat grass for nourishment
William Dunn: the soup might need about a half tablespoon of clam juice to balance out the potatoes
me: aww ryan
Ryan: im not kidding either :'(
Thursday, June 05, 2008
8:00
There's nothing weird in the video; they just chose a really awkward place to put the still image before you click on the triangle to play it. Thanks a lot to Won, who seems to know a lot of depressing Korean videos and movies.
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Monday, June 02, 2008
And I'll forget you, at least I'll try.
It's nice. Having an unopened, hardcover book that smells so new. Hopefully, it's going to quite an adventure, even if it lasts less than 48 hours. 24, if you're lucky and it's really good. ...wanting to flip through the four hundred or so pages. I prefer hardcover books for some reason. The only small issue is worrying over the paper cover's condition after holding it for so long. It's sitting on the table, waiting for you to to be absorbed into a fictional world. But there's two, and I don't know which one to read first. I showed them to my mother, who said they were beautiful relative to the price. The translation into English didn't work very well.
Reading used to my biggest hobby. And then, I went on to do better things such as violin and homework and dropping violin, doing more homework, playing more piano, and practically dropping piano... Things like that. I haven't read a book for the fun of it in about a year now, or so it seems. If I have, I don't remember. I feel so illiterate.
And while I continue to ramble about myself, well I guess I can do that because this is my blog, but anyway, I've never wanted a car so badly.
::EDIT:: Well, that's what I get for not paying much attention to the day's post: countless grammatical errors.::END EDIT::
Reading used to my biggest hobby. And then, I went on to do better things such as violin and homework and dropping violin, doing more homework, playing more piano, and practically dropping piano... Things like that. I haven't read a book for the fun of it in about a year now, or so it seems. If I have, I don't remember. I feel so illiterate.
And while I continue to ramble about myself, well I guess I can do that because this is my blog, but anyway, I've never wanted a car so badly.
::EDIT:: Well, that's what I get for not paying much attention to the day's post: countless grammatical errors.::END EDIT::
Friday, May 30, 2008
I'll be waiting for you, baby.
| The Strokes - You Only Live Once | ||
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As I read Lacey's post on The Power Bloggers, it reminded me of the years, oh so many years ago, when my mom and I went grocery shopping in Birmingham. My dad had a piece of Twix every day, or so it seemed. He probably hasn't eaten it for years. I need to buy him some when I can drive myself to Wal*mart. Like in early October when it's his birthday.
The seniors graduated at the Civic Center yesterday. My ex-husband actually called my cell phone but I didn't answer it because the cell phone is not often conveniently nearby unless I'm going somewhere. I'm going to miss some of them very much.
Tomorrow is my sister's birthday part. Aren't we getting old so quickly?
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