I almost punched my piano just now. I tried playing and I ended up being more frustrated. I almost ended up smashing my piano. This is the extend that I would go. I am telling you this for a purpose.
I stared the the keys. There was nothing joyful. Instead these fingers just feel like smashing a hole. I hate this instrument.
On a lighter note, my interview was unsuccessful. This means I do not have to go to Yew Tee anymore.
Good night.
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