inspiration, or lack thereof

the piano and violin stare at me and make me feel the most guilt i've ever felt. you know why? because i don't touch them. and why don't i touch them? well, that is a bit more complicated. anyone who plays an instrument i think would understand that everytime you start a new piece, you eventually reach your 'peak', where all the notes seem to fit so well under your fingers and you seem to be so in tune with the music you play. then, one day, it starts going downhill. even though you've peaked, you HAVE to get it better, faster, take it to another level. but you can't. and it seems my technique and pieces are all past their peak at the moment, and that scares me, and frustrates me.. like hell.

and then there's the awesome feeling i get when capture a photograph with my camera, and i look back at it and think, "that's the one".. it's the greatest feeling in the world.

or the feeling you get when you get a test back and you did way better than you think you did. the sheer joy! and then all the work was worth it.

why must music frustrate me so much?

the activation of the sympathetic nervous system

i think i'm doing too much psych study..

i've had this lump on my right side of my neck, and its been hurting for like a week, so finally i go to the doctor's to get it checked out. she says, "your lymph note is swollen, it's either a virus or glandula fever.." i'm think PLEASE NOT GLANDULA FEVER!!!

and so she makes me go get a blood test and i almost cry before it from fear, but it doesnt even hurt! it hurts less than an injection! and then i get the results back and it's just a virus, thank God! If it had been glandula fever, i would've had to cut down on school hours and other commitments because one of the main symptoms of it is chronic fatigue, and that would've been terrible!

so, it's all ok =D and then my parasympathetic nervous system kicks in.. woo!

why i love you so

well, for a split second i thought, "maybe i should write a poem to my little lovely SLR", but no cos thats so sad.

this is the main reason i'm writing;
so last sunday, our youth had a barbeque/pool party at the arul's. it was really fun! so me, hillary and colin didnt go swimming so we were just sitting there talking, and colin was telling us about his freestyling and how much he loves it and how into it he is and how passionate he was about it, and about the cause. then, i met tommy (who if you go to donny secondary would know who he is.. year eleven asian guy who is really not asian and into fish) who was telling me all about his fish. no joking, ive never met someone who is so into something so unsual like fish (especially at our age right? like only old people who like to go fishing talk about fish) but anyway, he was telling me about them. and so, i thought, "wow these people are so passionate about these things they love.." and got inspired to really get ahead in my photography.

so, my mummy said, "why don't you enter some photography competitions?" and i think this is a great idea, but i couldn't find many online. but i decided, no, i will have a goal, 'one incredible photograph everyday for seven days'. and so the goal was set.

so if you want to see how i'm going (i'm on day five), check out this facebook link =)
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=89870&id=752157455&l=b9d13

1. the lamb
2. slack
3. rainbow
4. model
5. love, dream, laugh

enjoy.
and please hold me accountable for my goal.