Finally, *whew*, things are falling into place.
I scored 86% on my semester exams, convinced my piano teacher that I deserve a much needed break and journeyed to camp where I had some of the best moments ever and I made friends for life, I applied for an Organizer's post for our overly hyped college festival and got it, and I have an amazing internship.
Now for the rants:
1. I did well last semester because the subjects were easy and the Professors even easier. I have my university exams this semester and now everyone expects even more from me.
2. My piano teacher says I'm driving her mad.
My exam is in December and I want to go for the financially cheap national camp in November; chances are lower than negative.
I really want the distinction certificate up on my wall; prove to myself that I am worthy.
3. Initially I couldn't stand the fact that someone else had got the post for Officer in Charge, but eventually realized that I had invested too much in my Malhar career to throw it all away over the way I feel so I applied and got it.
Now my Piano Teacher wants me to prioritize my life with my heavy piano on the top of the list, my boss's boss in College thinks I'm a machine and all I want to do is sleep.
But while it lasts I'm going to roll it over my tongue like Nutella chocolate spread.
Yum.
I scored 86% on my semester exams, convinced my piano teacher that I deserve a much needed break and journeyed to camp where I had some of the best moments ever and I made friends for life, I applied for an Organizer's post for our overly hyped college festival and got it, and I have an amazing internship.
Now for the rants:
1. I did well last semester because the subjects were easy and the Professors even easier. I have my university exams this semester and now everyone expects even more from me.
2. My piano teacher says I'm driving her mad.
My exam is in December and I want to go for the financially cheap national camp in November; chances are lower than negative.
I really want the distinction certificate up on my wall; prove to myself that I am worthy.
3. Initially I couldn't stand the fact that someone else had got the post for Officer in Charge, but eventually realized that I had invested too much in my Malhar career to throw it all away over the way I feel so I applied and got it.
Now my Piano Teacher wants me to prioritize my life with my heavy piano on the top of the list, my boss's boss in College thinks I'm a machine and all I want to do is sleep.
But while it lasts I'm going to roll it over my tongue like Nutella chocolate spread.
Yum.
