I've been kind of in a post-midsem lull. I've squandered a lot of time, even though I took the day off on Tuesday, and I really have a lot of stuff to get through. Story of my life, I guess.
Moving on. Just then, I watched my sister play in her recital-practice-performance thingy. I've got a vid, but I don't know if she wants it on the net. I thought she played brilliantly, except for the second piece, which was a bit bad. But she may think otherwise, so I'll refrain for now, and master my uploading impulses. However, I do have this awesome clip of Sonny Chua, and I managed to have a conversation with him as well. It went something like:
"How you doing? You probably don't remember this, but you taught me for a few lessons once."
"Oh really, were you a good student?"
"I tried to be."
So on and so forth.
"So what do you do now?"
"Arts/Commerce at Monash."
"Oh. Tallon does Arts too."
I forgot to tell him that Tallon's not doing Arts anymore. Anyway, I'm supposed to say hi to Tallon for him. This all happened while he was walking me to the toilet. Yes, I needed to be walked to the toilet, because MacRob, being an all-girls school, has about two male toilets in the whole school. Reminds me of something. That something contains the words 'karma', 'Melbourne High School,' and 'female toilets'. Hmm.
Here's the clip. The narrations by me speak for themselves. Enjoy.
Word of the Day: Chua
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