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Folk Guitar
Friday, October 19, 2012

It's Friday morning now, and it's raining.  The rains drop rhythmically onto the roof.  Fresh and cool.
Yesterday, my mum bought me a folk guitar as I yearned for it for quite awhile.  I'm enthusiastic and excited. Nevertheless, I have no idea about strumming or anything.  Frankly speaking, I'm an idiot of music instruments.  But for when it come to studies, I'm a pro :b I have a good memory, to memorize the words, the pages and so on.  In the examination, it provided you the questions, all you have to do is to answer and score.  But music is not Q&A.  It have no question, neither the answer.  It'll be a tough thing for me, to learn something new, but I'll put my best feet forward and try to reach for the stars.  I believe nothing is impossible.  Here's a story I'm willing to share.
On Wednesday, there's a disabled man, which lost his right hand since he was born, came to our school, to give us a motivation speech.  He has only his right arm and two little fingers on it.  People will call him O.K.U a.k.a Orang Kurang Upaya, but for him, he called himself Orang Kuat Usaha.  The handicapped works harder than a normal person to achieve something.  He was once shy and depressed, he scared of the daylights to let people see his condition.  The kids will laugh on him, "Man without hand !!!"  It's something that hurts, for a teen like him at that moment.  But then one book written by Neopolitan inspired him to face himself.  It's the sentence : Accept yourself in order to be accepted by everyone.  He accepted the condition of the absence of right hand since childhood.  He faced the crowd.  He changed a little by a little.  And he was standing and giving a motivation speech for all Form 3 students.  He is confident and brave, it's commendable ! He also plays guitar well.  A disabled man could play guitar well, why couldn't I ?
Perhaps it takes time for me to overpower the chords.  But I'll try.
I'll write more soon :)

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You're what you said (:
Tuesday, June 8, 2010

I wasn't surprise if you'd knew .
'Cause you should have know from the beginning .
You can blame me , of cause you can .
Believe , the important in my life .
I believe you once .
But you'd let me disappointed .
Finally , I chose not to believe you anymore .
Hey , you . Yea , you .
Remember your promise ?
You must have forgot , don't you ?
It was years ago .
You promised not to hurt me , not to make me cry , not to lie me , always be there for me ...
Nevertheless , you broke those promises .
Remember ? Those memories ?
Will you have a sense of nostalgia ?
I wondered , too long .
You changed , too much , totally different .
I changed , too .
Of cause not as much as you .
We both changed .
I almost can't recognize you .
For me , you're a ....
STRANGER
How weird ?
A best friend became a stranger .
I hope you could know I was talking about you in this post .

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Jia Xing.


23 y/o.
University of Malaya.
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Constantly pursuing.



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