Recently, I've been stalking out Guitar Center waiting for the price of my keyboard to magically decrease. I go and play a different song on all of their pianos, keyboards, and guitars daily (heh, I have no life). I was really tempted to touch the crazy $5000 drum set but it's loud and I hate being the center of attention so I chose not to. Well, I guess I waited too long for the price to decrease because they sold out. I mean, they sell them online as well, but they don't offer free shipping and as you all know, with the shipping price of a keyboard you could probably buy another (crappier) keyboard. That was pretty devastating seeing as how GC was selling the Yamaha YPG-635 for $100 dollars less than retail price. Anyway, after buying the keyboard, $1000 flew out of my account... but I figure if I don't have a piano next year I will probably go insane and murder someone, so in the long run it's worth it. Oh by the way, I finally figured out how I deal with stress: I play the piano. I'm so strange... while everyone binges I starve myself, go to the gym, and play piano. Am I an alien or something? I swear... I sometimes question my validity as a human being. Here's a picture if you guys are curious about this sexy beast. Over 300 reverb sounds, 16 polyphony capability?! Say what?? I can't wait until it gets here. I'm so excited I could cry.
I don't know if you guys like hearing about my aunt or not, but I think she's hilarious (even though she doesn't try to be) so I like telling you guys these stories. The other day my aunt and I were discussing my relationship to my parents versus my sister's relationship to my parents (polar opposites if you ask me). My aunt, trying to improve her English spoke, "Yes, yes, she is very boil." I had no idea what she was talking about so I stared at her with the "eh?" expression. After a moment she said (in Mandarin), "wait, no no, boil is to cook an egg right?" Of course now I'm dying of laughter as she asks me to tell her the correct word. Spoil. Then she says, "Ohhhh so I was only missing the 'ssss.' "It's P," I say. "What? Whose P?" (my unintentional pun, 'P' when stated in mandarin means butt/fart). I don't know if anyone understood what I just said. Maybe I'm the only one laughing, but that's okay because we've already established the fact that I'm an alien (weird because I refuse to watch sci-fi).
I'm not too sure how much longer I can stay here without going insane. In a strange way, I want to go back to school because I need to get away from here. Besides, school is probably the one thing in my life that I know how to handle. At the same time I don't want school to start because that will mean that I'm going to have to deal with bothersome situations. Ah, the problems of life. If only there was some sort of balance.
Let me just wrap this up by saying that I can't stand it when people get mad over small things. A bag of chips? Seriously? Come on guys. Are we not mature enough to put things behind us? How long can people hold a grudge? It's ridiculous. Let it go guys, let it go. You guys are not five anymore. Hug it out, I say. Seriously, a bag of chips is almost as bad as... well, let's not dig up past cumbersome issues, shall we?
be free & air dust <3
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