Life has been catastrophically useless.

I play the piano. The piano is a brilliantly simple instrument that produces beautiful flowing music. I still remember the day I told my parents I wanted to learn the piano. I was 6. I did start learning the piano but due to a variety of reason stopped when I was in Primary 6. I sincerely regret that decision and I have since taken up piano classes again. In my hectic schedule, it is at times tiring to have to keep up and turn up for lessons, but at least hearing myself playing a piece properly gives me a sense of fulfilment and achievement. At times, leisurely playing a piece is also very relaxing.

In ensuring a piece plays smoothly, it is doubtlessly of utmost importance to maintain rhythm. Maintaining the rhythm is not really one of my strong points and to ensure I don’t go off, I usually tap my foot. (To my dismay my piano teacher says I shouldn’t do this during the sight reading exam) However, when I do make a mistake in the middle of piece, I often have to start all over from the top or I would never be able to pick up the pace again

Like every other piece, my year started as a relatively good one. I was motivated and paced myself correctly, gaining momentum and keeping up with most of my homework and studies. Yet, I stumbled, fumbled and fell. Most unfortunately, I cannot start from the top.

The past 2 months have flown through me – Pre-u-sem, Make up Wow, reading fiction novels… I lost all motivation to work and I sat down and rotted away in front of my computer. My whole routine was disrupted. I stopped doing homework, I stopped reading up, I stopped blogging. I’d sincerely like to blame this for my mediocre exam results, yet I find I have nobody but myself to blame.

The last two weeks have been similarly useless. After the exam results came out, I felt lethargic and spent copious amounts of time staring at my computer screen watching movies and allowing my homework to pile.

I am now at a critical juncture. There are so many important project deadlines and yet I still sit here and waste away in front of the computer. I’ve lost the rhythm, and I desperately need to pick up the pace again.