Well turns out that I do have something more to say.
HAHAHA.
Apparently I've changed my
blogskin (AGAIN) yes again. Usually changing
blogskins give me an urge to update.
HAHA. Which lasts for like... a
reaaaaaally short while, anyway. And I've really forgotten how tedious it is to change a
blogskin. Firstly we have to like, host the pictures on our own so the bandwidth won't exceed and
yadda yadda. (And I still have no idea what's bandwidth,
srsly)
Well why the piano then? Actually I was just going on
blogskins.com, and then I saw the featured skin and man I just took to it immediately. And that's usually how I choose
blogskins. I just glance through all the skin of the days (
HAHAHA) and the one that catches my eye is usually the one I'll get. Simple as that.
And also cos I searched for "pineapple" in the skins and there wasn't such a skin. WHY NOT SHARE THE PINEAPPLE LOVE, PEOPLE?! WHY?!
Anyway, I've always gone for simple skins because simple is the new fantastic (and also cos people won't bother me with comments like, "Why is your skin so
girly?" or "Why is your skin so complicated?" or "Why is your skin so
emo?"
HAHA IN YOUR FACES). BUT like I said, I've ALWAYS gone for simple skins. Why not something a little different?
And yes, I think I'm aware of the fact that this current skin is rather... bright. Or something. Maybe it's because of the sunlight streaming through a non-existent window (or is it from the lamp?). Or maybe cos it's orange. And uh yeah I'm aware of the fancy butterflies fringing the picture; drop it.
WELLLLLL. I'm not going to say it's cheery, more of like, serene. Melancholic. Gives you a nostalgic kind of feel. (Only that I don't feel nostalgic cos I never had a grand piano. NOR a flight of stairs next to it) But all I can say that it feels right, and it fits, because piano playing is usually something nostalgic and makes you reminisce (like you see in old films, it's always like flashing back to them playing the piano or something... think cliche) and piano playing is supposed to be serene. Tranquil, kind of. What else can it be? (Ignoring jazz and stuff
URGH Baroque pieces KILL ME)
Oh actually I haven't really got to the point
HAHA. I really like to beat around the bush, but I usually don't notice it. Like, now. Okay anyway. Why a piano? Simple. Cos I like playing the piano. THE END! :D
HAHAHA. Yeah yeah I know
loooots of people play the piano. If I wanted to be special I should just choose a
blogskin with a violin on it or something and flaunt the fact that I play the violin. Yes, good idea. Only that I
can't play the violin well. (Unless you think that screeching noises and sounds of a frog dying is melodious, then I'm a violin prodigy) Not to say that I'm an expert in piano playing, but STILL.
Actually I've three hobbies that most people don't. Well not to say hobbies, more of like, classes, which are piano, violin, and Japanese. I've talked about why I didn't choose a violin skin. I believe I don't even have to explain why I didn't choose a Japanese skin. You see, people have some misconception about Japanese. They think all people who sprout random Japanese words wanna 1. Act cute 2. Act cool 3. Act smart.
UHHHH, which is not true 100% of the time. Japanese culture
is cute, it's supposed to be cute (if not where did
anime and
lolita maids come from?) And of course yes, lots of people (usually young girls) says stuff like, "
KAWAII! <3" (oh you hear this everywhere) and "
HONTOOOO? :O" and "
ARIGATO GOZAIMASU (:" all the time just to, yeah, act-cute, but that's their problem really (you can identify such people by noticing their tone, which is usually high-pitched and girlish, and their accent, which is
hoooorrendous). People sprout Japanese words because they LIKE the culture, and respect it. That's it. And obviously if I chose a Japanese skin I'll be placed in the former category (which is -shudders- the act-cute one and did I mention how I hate to be called act-cute SERIOUSLY WHAT?!
OOC MUCH) so
TADAH. No
japanese skin for me. Even though there are
toooons out there.
And actually I didn't like playing piano from the start. Probably because my first piano teacher was, sigh, a very scary one. In my point of view, obviously. Uh, in my VERY YOUNG point of view. I was only like, 7 to 11 back then. Well she liked to hit my arm or hand or whatever when I don't play well (obviously cos I didn't practise ROFL. Well she killed my interest at that time!) and I really hated piano lessons and then she'll scold me every single lesson. Every single time. REALLY. Every time a piano lesson ended I would prance out with a chastised look on my face, but a very happy heart because THE TORTURE ENDED!!! And it usually lasts for like, an hour. I CAN TAKE IT, really.
Then I told my mom many many times I wanted to quit piano, but she never did let me. She said, "You'll thank me in the future." and as much as I really hate to admit it, I do thank her (a teeny weeny bit, says my pride) because I've learnt to love the piano. Knowing how to play the piano makes you feel different, makes you feel a little gifted, because you can make melodies that not everyone can. Then you think, 'This is me playing the piano, my fingers running over the ivory keys, it's me
creating this song' and you feel better. Well, better. Marginally. HAHA.
Wellllll that's the end. Because it's 1:03am now and I really wanna sleep. (:
[HAHA VERY FUNNY my bro was looking at my computer screen just now when I was typing the post, and I was like, "Stop peeking at my screen." and he was like, "No, I'm not peeking, I'm looking." "Shamelessly," I added. Then my mom was like, "Is there anything fun to look at? I shall joined in!" and she did so.
So in order to entertain my viewers I opened a site and typed in "andywong.youarelame.com" and you may ask what the heck is that, and actually it's really easy. You can just type ANYTHING, or anyone's name or whatever before the ".youarelame.com" and you'll arrive at a website, with whatever you've typed at the background while insults pop out and proceeds to do some ego-bashing. Well actually I don't even understand half the insults, but ones like, "You smell like fish" and "Your pet rock bit you" and "Your IQ and your shoe size is almost the same" or something made me laugh so bad HAHAHA.
Then my bro was like, "Okay. Fine." and then he got up and faked a sniffle and said, "My sister doesn't love me!" and I said, "Yeah, yeah, go rant in your little diary." and we cracked up laughing HAHAHAHA.
Okay right. :D]
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