Monday, April 30, 2007
10:49 AM

in the school library now, feeling like fuck.

i was going into my 4th round, then my pe teacher told us to stop because we'd fail anyway. i mean how much more loser can i get?! its 6 rounds arnd the track, not 60. how come i can endure hours and hours in the band room and i cant get a decent timing for 2.4. you know my friends probably think im a loser cos im not the fittest person in the world and people can walk faster than i run. they probably think im coming up with stupid excuses when i lament of pain. when i say something hurts i mean it. WHEN I SAY MY CHEST IS TIGHT AND HURTS I MEAN IT.

damn it.

i knew today was a bad day. first i woke up late, then i couldnt find my tie. when i realised it was in min er's bag,i found out she isnt coming to school today. so after wasting much time finding my tie, i rushed to get a cab. waited waited waited. finally one cab came along, not exactly to my luck. the driver drove slower than i ran, and kept asking stupid questions like 'whts your ambition in life? maybe u'll end up at the moon one day'. so after getting extremely agitated and paying a hefty sum for cab fare, i got out the cab when benny was pointing frantically at the bus infront. so i ran and we caught the 23. in the bus, i realised my bus pass expired on 28th april. after bounding up the stairs, i realised my father forgot to give me allowance for this week. so its alright, i sat down, travelled across the expressway and wished i was on time. but no, it was already 7.27m when i alighted which left us 3 minutes to walk across about 4 roads, a slope, more roads and 2 bridges, which technically is impossible. so we went anyway, pacing as fast as our feet could scurry. when we finally arrived, we found out there was no need for all the hectic
rush because the ground was still wet and assembly was held in the fucking hall. AHHHHH.

and you know, i didn't think the concert was that bad. i think it was the best concert i've ever performed at actually. judging from the massive laughter of the audience and the roar of applause after every piece, i'd say we did what we could , with the short time and fucked up schedules of both syf and concert practice. no doubt there were screw ups here and there lah, but saying that "it wasn't worth $12" is a little unnecessary, dont you think?

I still feel proud of SAJC Concert Band, all you talented soloists, Project X, gimmicks comm (although things were last minute, it still pulled off well), Benji and Mr G. Still, it was really really good seeing you all (HID!!!!!!, Malorie, Eugene, Russell, Eden, Boss, Samuel, Corne, Clayton, Dorcas, etc etc) come down support us even if it wasn't worth your money or time (hoho), and i really really love and appreciate the gifts, chocs and flowers. Eh really lah. I may sound abit angry. HAHA.

And to my section, even though we never ever get the starting of Classics right, i still love you all to bits and pieces. Yes yes im done with my grammy speech.

SAJC will own the stage on 11th May.
( This is a very powerful statement. Lets hope it comes true)

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