"PPES"

Haha. Once again, I'm having nonsensical idea. Pre-piano exam syndrome. I'm whining like a lil' kid. HAHA. I just told my mum that I wished with all my heart that my examiner will be sick tomorrow. And my mum said that I'm very bad. Which is true. But I can't help it. It's like. A hand in my stomach and squeezing it. HAHA! Yes. I admit. I'm afraid! I'm afraid that I won't get my distinction. I'm afraid that I won't even pass! Aural. HAHAHA! I bet the examiner will be damn pek tomorrow. Sight singing. Die. Play melody and sing. Die even more. Clap the rhythm, guessing the period, whether it's tenary or binary, polyphonic or homophonic, major or minor = MAJORMAJORMAJOR DEATH SENTENCE. HAHA! And, while I was practising piano just now, I was imagining the exam scenario. Then I got so scared my fingers started shaking. HAHA! Ok. I'm ranting a lot here. HAHA! I go and practise my piano. BYEEEEEE!