Walking the line

I'm scared. And excited.

I have made a choice. I will be a pianist.


But first, I'm going to one of Europe's biggest music festivals, Roskilde Festival, so until next week I will probably be busy relaxing with my friends and listening to great music, far away from any computer. See you again on monday.

BTW. I've discovered that some people are actually reading some of what I write. Woohoo!!!! Hopefully there will be more visitors in the future. For now, a warm welcome to gamegod.

The difficulty of choosing

I have to choose my future within the next few days or I will have to wait another year before I begin. I don't know what to choose. Music science? Probably too academic. Engineering? Probably too geeky. History or political studies? Probably too boring on the long term and not even very useful when applying for a job. Nurse? Probably too tough and too low salary. And I need to choose which city to live in, perhaps leaving the family and friends that I have here.

I often think about studying to be a pianist. The problem is that although half the time I love playing, the other half of the time I'm sick of practicing. Mostly because I'm not very disciplined and always choose too dificult pieces and practice them too fast. But I'm addicted. Like right now, I feel a very strong urge to play. It's a very intense feeling, and together with the fact that I am quite talented, it gives me hope that perhaps one day I could make it and study at the academy of music. Getting in probably wouldn't be so hard, but getting used to practising as much as I would have to, probably would.

Turning a hobby into a fulltime job isn't always easy. Or a very good idea. Especially when it's one that's so hard to make money on. Even as a piano teacher it might not be easy to make a living. The problem is also that if I choose to study something else (eg. engineering), then I will probably have to give up playing. Perhaps I should just wait another year. In the mean time I could get a job and play the piano a lot. That is if I could keep on living with my parents (and their grand piano) or find somewhere else to practise.

I shall have to think, and think fast.

Saturday

I believe that, out of respect for the dead, you should make the most of the time you have, take the opportunities you get, live your life, because you have the choice and they didn't. I should be less of a hypocrite.

While I am sitting here, killing time, ranting about silly things, a number of people are mourning the loss of a close friend. Her name was Jen. May she rest in peace. At least it's a comfort that some people are using their blogs, not to mention their lives, doing something more meaningful than me, bringing happyness to themselves and others. When a friend dies, it's always sad and painful. But the more sad and painful it is, the more you know that you loved that person and that's important.

For me, this was a day like most others. In other words, I have no idea where the time went. I played the piano, worked on some of my composition, but that was 3 hours at most. I stayed inside even though the sun was shining. I didn't do all the things I should have done, or wanted to do. In a few days I will have to choose what to do with the next 1-5 years of my life. And what am I doing? Am I working? Am I thinking? Am I enjoying life? No. I'm killing time and in return time is killing others who didn't get as much of it as they deserved.

What's up with 2004?

What's up with 2004? I browsed through several blogs here on blogspot.com today, and pretty much none of them have been updated since 2004. Then again, I was searching for people with an interest in cows. Anyway, I think blogs are so 2004. Or whatever year it was that they became popular. They belong to the past. No one cares about your stupid pointless rants anymore. Hey, wait a minute...

How it all began...

Right. So I'm trying to reply to an entry on freegamer.blogspot.com and I need a username and password. And before I know it, I'm the owner of a blog. No wonder that the number of blogs worldwide is increasing so quickly. It's like Orkut boasting about how many people have registered, although most people never actually use it. Or the people who're so impressed that there are "more than one webpage per person in the whole world". Yes, there is. And 95% of them are auto-generated "0-day warez, free porn, cheap morgage, play games, poker, Starcraft 2, Viagra..." sites. Like the pages you get when you type a domain name that has been hijacked.