Today I ditched school. teehee, and i went to my piano teacher's house to be examinated by the examiner who had a BMW car with like leather seats and like his car was like wow. And i was thinking of writing down his plate number so I can like egg his car if he failed me, or at least throw a rock through the windscreen :D
While waiting for like seriously 40 minutes to be examinated, my piano teacher and her dad who I found out was born in the year the Sydney Harbour Bridge was opened told us stories to probably lessen the load of nervousnessness. They told us stories about how their old dogs, which they used to have two of, would like howl at ambulances and then ALL the dogs that ... OMG I HAVE AG HOMEWORK TOO D: ... anyways, all the dogs would be like howling and then one of their dogs like sucked at howling so much, they thought he was dying and they like RAN OUT in astonishment and was gonna take him to the vet through the doggie ambulance, but he stopped wailing and they realised that's just how he sounds when he barks :)
Anyways, when i walked in to be examinated I was like HOLY CRAP but not outloud, cos I was trying to have the whole studious pianist exterior on. BUT I HOLY CRAPped in my mind because the examiner had BROWN HAIR D:
All examiners are supposed to have WHITE hair D:<
So, I concluded that if I fail it's because he's not experienced enough and needs to grow white hair before he can officially fail anyone.
