a day in the life of piano monkey

the joy of applications are overwhelming at times. no matter how many of them i have done before, the one that's on the desk always looks the least interesting. every school job events you name it, they got their own agenda, their own lingos, their own deadlines (the most devastating of all) and fees (compare to deadlines it's all starting to look like peanuts). monkey was casually musing in front and randomly decided to look at deadlines of things that i wanted to get done(or may be a nudge from some deity who took pity on this oblivious being). and this includes the dreaded applications for next fall. why dreaded? well, because i thought (which was true) that since i will be filling out an application in a different education system, that there is a good possibility that i wont understand a thing. so really, i was just going to take a casual look at it, take a dramatic sigh, then move onto something even more mundane, perhaps to look up why in the world kayne west did what he...

often i think it's mighty inconvenient that one cannot bank time. it's one thing one cant save or reserve, so whenever we have a little bit of idle time, things get super interesting. each of us use this fragments of time differently and i think how you use time or how you even get to this pieces of unplanned 'ends' of time says much about you as a person. some people i know are super efficient in allocating their time for the entire day, week, month and year.. who knows really. some, like me, are not so good with time management. for me, it all gets too relative, esp. when there's something interesting or shocking, amusing or plain real boring. then the time really start to tick backward. i swear. one of the girls who used to work at banff center building had her last day yesterday. she's a typical work-exchange kid, from australia. but here's something that sets her apart. unlike most of us who were in our early 20s and were too cool to acknowledg...