I wonder...What is the worst thing that a man could possibly suffer? Despair? Betrayal? The loss of hope? After getting back my grade 8 piano results yesterday, I couldn't care less about it. Imagine spending almost a whole year, putting in my best efforts to practise, despite having a fractured wrist for like...6 months, all I got was a miserable fail. A FAIL, in my most favourite past time of my life. I guess I have lost my touch in music. It doesn't respond to me, and I don't respond back to it anymore. It just isn't the way it is anymore. Bloody hell, my fingers... they are just useless right now, they are no longer as strong as they used to be. No longer as confident as I want them to be. What are see in them is a subdued and defeated soul, hopless beyond all hopes, lost forever in the void of space. And here I am now, faced with the biggest rock obstructing my path. My path... My end, my curse. My most important piano exam, and I managed to throw it away, to lose it, to fail it. Is this how it is going to end? A dream, so passionately pursued, only to realise that it is all but a...dream??!!! WTF is going on man?!?! Why is my life full of shit now?!? Why is this happening to me?!!! What did I do to deserve this??!?! Maybe I should just quit. Maybe I should just let it go. Maybe I should just turn away, where it doesn't hurt so much. When I got my results, all I had was a blank expression. One that is void of all emotions. But deep down...inside me, I am crying. Despair. Anger. Dissapointment. Nothing can erase this memory of mine. My biggest failure. My deepest sorrow...*sigh*.......Haha...A broken man I am now.....

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