Song To God

Forgive me

Do you ever hear me calling?

The Allure Of The Educator

Some people think it's weird.

Some people think it's extremely inappropriate.

And some people think it's downright disgusting.

Me?

Well, I don't really care what people think, so I let my imagination run wild and free.

The subject matter in this highly controversial discussion happens to be my 30-something Biology teacher. The allure of the educator is something I simply cannot (or perhaps will not) control. Knowledge turns me on. I'll be the first to admit, that yes, it is a little weird and slightly unorthodox. But brains, coupled with enticingly good looks and a rock hard body to match, makes for a very interesting Biology lesson.


The song is called 'Teach U A Lesson' by Robin Thicke and it should explain exactly how I feel about this Biology teacher of mine.

These Are My Songs!

OMG! Grade 6!

My exams are somewhere around April of next year, and here are the three songs I'm supposed to be playing.  a1. b6. c1.

Yes people. I AM aware that a 10 year old is playing my Grade 6 piece.

And yes, I am thoroughly and totally embarrassed that I cant play as good as that.

-Almand, First Movement Suite No. 4, John Alcock-

I can play no where NEAR as fast as this. Its presto and set at 116 dotted crotchets. So far, I'm only able to play at 80 on that damned metronome.

-The Witch, Op.39 No.20, P. Tchaikovsky-

This I think, would have to be the easiest of the three songs. It sounds very happy and merry and its quite fun to play. I DO NOT play the repeat that this lady played in the beginning of the song (I never play repeats...)

-Soiree Polka, Stephen C. Foster-

Wishing Doesn't Solve Anything

Look, this wasn't part of the deal.

I thought I was finally healed,
I figured salvation was here for me,
In the form of a sweet talker with a sense of humor,
What.The.Hell?

You backed out on your part,
We had a deal,
Sealed in blood,
(Ok, maybe not in blood)
I was supposed to forget him,
And you were supposed to help me,
And so I did...
But you've forgotten your part, haven't you.

Distance was never part of the plan,
Happiness was,
And you've ripped it out of our hands,
What a cunning ploy it was,
And I fell for it like a ripe peach,
I never saw it coming
And it hit me like a damn train.

He thinks it'll be alright,
He's wishing it'll be alright,
Just like the optimist he is,
But wishing doesn't solve anything.