So it has come to my attention that playing piano is actually a great skill to possess. It pains me that it took me until now to realize that. I met a really close friend of mine who loves playing the piano any moment he can. I’ve tagged along with him recently to his trips to the piano room because I enjoy piano music. As I watched him glide over the white and black keys of the piano, my heart ached. I couldn’t read the sheet music as fast as I used to be able to. And once I gathered enough courage to print out the sheet music to a song I’ve been wanting to learn how to play, I have lost the ability to cite read well and make my hands do different movements.
I began flashbacking to about…1997. (Damn, that’s a long time ago.) I was in second grade, and both my brother and I were taking piano lessons. One particular lesson day came immediately to my mind. My brother was in his lesson and I was outside jump roping. ”I jumped 100 times, mom!” I remember screaming in joy. Then it was time for me to take my lesson. Fast forward to the year 2000. My brother quit his lessons, and I disliked spending my Thursday afternoons at piano lessons. But I still went with a smile on my face, running up the stairs with four or five piano books in my arms. My lesson was always around the time mail arrived at my teacher’s house so I always gathered it for her. The lessons were in a small room that overlooked the streets. The first piano I ever played on was in this room. A light brown wall piano. Next to the wooden piano bench, my teacher sat on a white wooden chair. If you took a right before entering this small room, you’d enter the living room. There resided the grand piano we played during recitals. The atmosphere during recitals was sophisticated, although during that time, I didn’t understand fully the experience I went through. My mind surfs through the many days I spent in this old Victorian house. If I were to visit this house back in San Francisco, it wouldn’t be the same. My teacher moved to the East Coast and who knows who lives there now. I feel like part of my childhood moved away, and I can never get it back.
I sit here blogging, listening to my friend play the piano. Besides the fact the song he’s playing is sad, reminiscing back to this segment of my life makes me sad. Piano is another one of the few things I wish my mom made me stick with because now, my skills are mediocre compared to my friends. Considering how long I took lessons for, my ability to read music is lacking and I feel like I let myself down. Hopefully with some determination and practice, I’ll be back to where I was.
001. The SHINee World (Doo-Bop)
one of my favorites. The dance is appealing, or maybe it’s just their outfits. It’s got a good rhythm and the lyrics itself are good. My favorite part is Onew’s “Nunan naul MVP” keke. My basketball teammate and I always do the MVP motions when he sings it. I will not try and learn this dance. ANEYO! It’s supposed to move 
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3. Stanford gave me “AMIGO” for Christmas. SHINee’s repackaged album featuring 3 new songs. I’ll only go over Amigo.
songs, but it’s got a really good beat. In an interview, SHINee said this song is supposed to be that if you fall in love with a pretty girl you will suffer. The music video is good, the dance is good. It looks hard, but I’ve managed to learn most of it.
I had the free time, why would I WANT to write them? I admit that I did today, write some. I felt accomplished and went to watch National Treasure 2 with my parents. Oh that Nicolas Cage, what a stud. (Just kidding) He’s got well defined cheek bones, if that’s what they are. You know, those lines from your eye down to about your mouth? Enough talking about Mr. Nicolas Cage’s facial features, I’d give the movie 4.5 stars out of 5. It was a good movie, it had it’s funny parts. My favorite was when he stuck his hand in between these two rocks and started screaming. Of course everyone thought he was hurt so they were screaming, but he was just kidding. It was funny despite the fact that that is done very often. However towards the end of the movie when they’re wandering around Mount Rushmore, the lighting is very poor. You can barely tell who’s face is whose, and in which part of the cave people are in. But good story, I liked it.
Aihara. Hatsumi is a girl who lives with her family in the building owned by Ryouki’s family. She gets caught buying an at home pregnancy test and Ryouki tells her to become his slave. But then her childhoo friend Azusa comes back to town and decides he wants her to become his girlfriend. Ryouki get’s angry and forbids her to see him, but she doesn’t listen. On top of that, Hatsumi’s brother, Shinogu, has a crush on his sister. Ryouki later forms feelings for Hatsumi and everyone becomes angry and starts fights, have sex, pretend to have sex, and other good stuff. Full of drama, twists and turns, this was definitely on of those mangas where you need to keep reading. I give it a 5 out of 5. The artwork was fantastic, story was awesome, and it always kept me wanting to keep reading. (Reason why I lost sleep that week and failed a test..) Definitely read it even if you’re a guy.
amazingly easy, but then gets annoyingly difficult. These ninjas are also part of the Top Friends Facebook application. The mood part. Anyway you place ninjas with special (or just plain ninjas) on the map, and as the rush of devils come in, you must defend your town! Sounds easy? Guess again. They definitely limit the amount of cookies (Ninjatown currency) you get per devil killed making it difficult to either upgrade current ninjas, or build new ones. The devils get increasingly difficult and come in bigger mobs. On top of that, they start to pile mobs on top of mobs making it even harder! AHhh!!!!! It’s hard and makes me sad. =[
my boyfriend Michael. We waited in line from 10:40 AM to 1 PM. That’s when he started signing. After he 
started we waited another…30 minutes – 1 hour. My legs are tired, but it sure was worth it. I was surprised (sort of) at how American looking he..looked. Decked out in all Toki Doki clothing he didn’t look Italian at all, except his nose. And he had a strong Italian accent. I ended up buying a new bag that I got signed. Bought a SANDy doll from Japan Town that Michael got signed (for me), and because I bought a bag, I got a signed fan. Woo hoo. Met some weird people though…
