Dejected to the max. Sunday today and I'm off for violin lesson.
Most unbearable lesson I had.
Practice makes perfect , is it true?
I practiced everyday, but the result still sucks. (It's tellling me still not enough!)
And finally it ended. I strolled back home.
Look at the cats!
They are all sleeping. Cuddling up.
Just like what I always did.
BUT I'M NOT A CAT.
I'm a human.
And I have to admit my perseverance level is all the way to zero.
I am not disciplined. I am not determined. I have no passion for anything.
Except play maybe.
I sleep all the time.
Why am I like that?
I am not even a cat.
Where is my goal? Where is my will?
Like what MrChng said, "Why sleep now when you have all the time to sleep when you die?"
My attitude leads to me not succeeding in studies, violin, trombone.
Camp success is over(finally), it's time for my own effort.
我會好好過
等你来爱我。
