A day in the life of a Trenieken.

todayyy, woke up and went to piano tuition.
i had a dream last night that my piano teacher scolded me because i didn't practise, so i was rather worried for today lol. but she didn't scold me, so no worries. in fact, she has never scolded me for the 6+ years i've been with her o_o
i must be a good student. not. a good student that never practises, more like -.-

in the afternoon, went to church.
my church organised this rubbish collecting thing in our area, hui sing area. church community project :D
lala, we went around collecting rubbish. it made me realise that malaysian's are a bunch of dirty people lol. i can't believe hui sing is considered one of the cleanest areas in kuching.
altogether, we managed to collect about 50+ bags of rubbish. about a hundred people participated. some went to collect rubbish, while some of the adults stayed in the church to pray.

after that, ate at pizza hut, went to everise bdc, bought jaomi's present, mom bought this red nail polish which i don't know whether to love or to hate, blah blah, the end.

♥banana.

You cannot go back in time, even if you wish it with every fiber of your being, your heart and soul, even if you think about it every day. Trust me.

“Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. So when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, "Hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "Oh, you mean purple!", and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "No - I want magenta!". -John Mayer

♥banana.