Happy 2011

It's the 19th of December 2010 already, means 2010 is almost over. If we could flashback the time when it was the very beginning of 2010 I graced for everything. I graced for good scores, good life, good love. But then I felt so stupid because we know good life and good love only happen in children's fantasy. I mean you know no one could live a life in a smooth way like we wanted or at least I wanted. And this year seemed not so good for me. But I'd like to thank God for everything that He gave me this year along. Every tear, every pain, every laugh means something. It must be something good. But you know it must've been hard to find something good in every tear and every pain I've got, we've got.

This morning I had a test. It's um.. maybe you would think that this is not so important but to me, it is. It really is. For your information I'm a student of Purwacaraka Music Studio. I'm taking vocal class and this is my 4th year, and it takes 5 year to passed and get the certificate and the final concert. And one thing that I'd like to chase the most about being a graduate student of Purwacaraka Music Studio is I could teach people legally. I could be a vocal teacher there and get my salary every month.

So back to my story here, I was so nervous. But when I walked through the door the feeling just went away. Don't ask me cause I don't even know how and why. I felt just all right. Started with some technical test, this is what I was worried about, such chromatic test, feeling check and else but then I screwed on my last technical test. God, I was almost there but then I screwed. So the judge just went straight to my song. It was Reflection by Christina Aguilera. I thought it was pretty good because I enjoyed that song and I sang pretty well physically and technically. Then I walked out of the room and my teacher followed me and she said I didn't pass. At that moment, I was okay. I didn't feel sad or anything. I just said "okay fine let's just begin from the start." But on my way home, I thought about it all along the way. It somehow feels pretty hurtful. Maybe I was too sure about myself. I thought I could pass but in fact I can't.

So there it is my end year story. I'm going to go to Bandung with some friends on Wednesday. Hope it would cheers me up. And continue to another Family Bali Trip, as always, til January 5. Happy New Year and Merry Christmas everyone. Don't forget to put your sock under your Christmas tree!

Love, F.