Taptap...

Felt like blogging english again. Think I tell about monday, a ordinary day, in my ordinary life:

I woke up at 6.45, ate something, I don't remember what, and took a shower. I brushed my teeth and went to school. We had some boring subjects first. After that we were free to do whaktever we wanted to do. I worked on my DIY audio preamp, which had to be finished by wednesday. Spent some hours doing that, and then we had math. People usually say math is the most boring subject at school, but I quite like it. After that, I went home, grabbed something to eat, and fell asleep.

When i woke up, it was about dinnertime-ish, which suited me just fine. We ate dinner, I don't remember what, but thats not important. Right after dinner, I turned on my computer, or did I do that before dinner?, anyway; it was on, and I logged onto MSN messenger, to see if I'd recieved any mail. No mail today. I turned on some music (The Mars Volta, Dream Theater, Metallica - you take a pick), and read some chapters of "life, the universe, and everything".

After a while, my screensaver popped up, and Johnny Castaway began his search for rescue on his remote island. I new I had a Pianolesson at 19.10, but it was approx. 17.25, so I didn't pay much attention to either Johnny Castaway, nor the time. After some ten minutes or so of reading, I got bored (and hungry), and went to get something to eat (possibly a very nutriscious piece of food like chips, chocolate, or something else, I don't remember excactly what). On my way to the fridge, I accidently shock my computer out of screensaver mode, which was a pity, cause Johnny was just about getting rescued.

Anyway, what the screen beyond revealed, was that I'd left my MSN logged on, and that I'd recieved a new email. Ofcourse, there was some who had tried to chat whith me, but most of them hadn't written more than "hey". That is, all except for Steinar, who had asked me if i was going to the meeting today... Typically me. "What meeting" I replied, and I was told it was some leadermeeting, and it was due to start in 15 minutes.

My immediate response to that, was a half-loud "oh crap", and I was out of the door. I ran to Katti, where the meeting was supposed to be, some 10 minutes running and 5 minutes breathing heavily away. I actually arrived in time, but I wasn't able to speak for half an hour, and some 20 minutes later, I was picked up by dad, and of to my very first piano-lesson.

I met the piano teacher, or; I met some guy in a piano-classrom, and I assumed he was the piano teacher. Fortuneately, he was, and I explained the situation:
My brother have been on his pianolessons since late summer, last year. He wasn't to eager to practice and, after a while, got quite bored whith the whole piano thing. Mom and dad had allready paid for this semester, so when I heard Jens wasn't going to continue his pianolessons, I simply mentioned that it would have been interesting to learn how to play piano, and they transferred the lessons over to me... Wee...

I learned how to play whith both hands, and i learned four chords. I'mpretty satisfied whith that, and I hope I'll learn as much the next (and last) five lessons...

When I got home, I went straight to bed, and fell asleep.