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The Apple Tree

Fragrant spring blossoms
yield no fruit, but the array
of colours tempt me.

The month draws closer to an end. I wonder how we're expected to live through a full week of school. It'll be interesting for sure.

There are still things left to do. I could update on the piano, but I won't. Still feeling some weird feelings.

Yes, still. It never ceases, does it. I need to write again sometime. Maybe later, after I practice.

=)

I know that I'm a day behind, but I guess I can still title it what it is since I haven't had time to listen to the CD yet.

Busy things. I'm actually taking piano seriously. For possibly the 47th time so far. I always manage to revert back to my old ways within two weeks. But this time, I'm actually starting to freak out because I need to have this done in August. I need to, but my teacher says no way. That's not very...good at all, I have to say. Well, she says that I'm not allowed to send in my application for the exam until I have all of my pieces memorized. That means that I need to memorize my five pieces before June 3rd. Oh gosh. List please. Nevermind. I'll count. Twenty...six-ish pages to learn in...about...eight or so weeks? Yeah. Hmmm.

Oh well. I'll try.

I'm excited for tomorrow. =3

I think that I'm overdue for yet another entry. I'm not sure what I'm going to say (like every other time, I guess) so I'll keep it short. I don't like that feeling still of not belonging. I don't like feeling curious. It's one of those things that sort of leads to misconceptions, lies, other bad things. Hahah. I wish I was above it all, but I highly doubt that anyone is not guilty of it.

So. That feeling of belonging. I can't stand awkward situations. I never know what to say in situations. I just seem to uninvolved. Or, it just looks like I'm being superficial or that I don't care. Hmmmm.

I do that bad thing where I talk about people. Then, I always think about whether I'm talked about.

Ever talk to someone and really get the impression that they really aren't into talking to you. It seems to be happening more lately. And I wonder whether I ever do anything like that. Why are bad things such as these happening?

Hahaha. I need new friends. Either that, or I need to be a new person.

Or at least, I should shut up and stop complaining.

--> It's snowing right now. [Have you noticed? What are you thinking.]

I'm annoyed with myself:
1) English is mean, and I'm getting absolutely nowhere;
2) I can't handle situations;
3) I'm a hypocrite;
4) I'm annoyed with myself.

Yes, I am annoyed with being annoyed at myself. It's a vicious circle, one with no point.

Yes, I do get to dictate once again those cliched thoughts of everything else in the world. I like recycled ideas. That way, I won't have to think for myself.

Yes please, to conformity.

Back to caring. (Before I get carried away) [I can't help up wonder again, does this make you mad?] Do I care too much, not enough, or not at all. This topic has been thought about over and over again in my head, as though it's somehow laundry in a dryer that never seems to dry; it just continues to aimlessly cycle around.

What is the source.

I don't like the sarcastic tone. [Please don't be mad at me.]