Woo...Merry Christmas to all!!! came back at like...3.15am this morning from *celebrating* christmas eve with the band guys and girls, namely, mr poh, felix, jasper, kai yee, andrew, qi zheng, wei siang, norman, eng heng, yong zhen and jermain...this is like the FIRST EVER time I got to stay out so late, and summore at somewhere *not so close* to my house...we actually went to chong pang at marina bay to makan (although I didn't eat; I just had a seafood dinner at around 8pm), then went to orchard to recce the fun and celebrations. Here's the stupid part (it seems everytime I go out, something stupid happens, so here's the inside info)...Qi zheng actually called me and told me to meet them at marina BAY, den he said, the place where we went bowling. Well, the ONLY place i remember going bowling with him is at marina SQUARE, which is way off if you ask me. So, being the blur block sotong brain stupid misguided one, I went over to marind SQUARE thinking that qi zheng would meet me at the arcade. Number one, getting to marina square was a major headache because of the major human traffic jam...and what pissed me off was that even during this time of rush and endless movement, some inconsiderate individuals continued to enjoy their lovely little stroll in the garden of eden...it was so damn frustrating (on christmas eve, for goodness sake) for me to be weaving in and out of throngs of people in such a crowded place, and I was like walking at a speed that would seem to a snail as the speed of light. Oh well, Number 2, qi zheng called me after I had waited outside the arcade for fifteen minutes and said "NOOOOO...NOT MARINA SQUARE DUMB...IS MARINA BAY!!! THE BOWLING PLACE WE WENT WITH THE SCHOOL" DAMN, HE SHOULD HAVE SAID THE LATTER EARLIER! oh well, back to weaving in and out of groups of inconsiderate slow people *forgive me, it's just me to be fast* and getting back to the MRT station to catch a train to marina bay...ok, reach there, took 400, met at chong pang, had one slice of chicken...=D hey, it was good stuff, okay?

At about 11.45pm, we started to notice that no.400 hasn't been passing chong pang for a very long time. BAD SIGN. so how were we supposed to get out of the superbowl area? how else? cab....this was decided at the bus stop not far away from chong pang...before that we were just sitting around at the bus stop HOPING for a miracle to happen (in this case, bus no.400 falling from the sky like an angel send from heaven to bring us out). They were all crapping about religious stuff la, about all the different gods and such...I personally find it pretty crude, but hey, what the heck?

Arrived at marina bay MRT in three cabs...we *little people* had a big surprise for the *big people*, and this was to be given in cans...SPRAYED ALL OVER THEM!!! hahahaha....qi zheng they all had prepared bottles of ribbon and snow spray over at bedok before coming to chong pang, so we used this opportunity to make mr poh, jasper and felix look like idiots...haha. Too bad kai yee was fast enough to chiong down the escalator. Imagine pulling someone's shirt up and spraying all that cold stuff up their back...oooooh...nice! haha...there was much more to come, lah, at orchard.

More throngs of people greeted us when we arrived at Orchard...surprisingly there were still alot of people arriving there at that time...it was after midnight already. *speaking of midnight, the two measly messages I tried to send to -some text missing- and -some text missing- failed on the dot at midnight...probably because thousands of other people were trying to send their christmas greetings at the same time* The christmas spirit at orchard was almost nonexistent, la...everytime we said "merry christmas" there would be no answer, be it going up the escalator or walking along the street. It seemed as though the only thing people cared about was spraying each other with foam and ribbons...the aerosol cans were selling like hotcakes along the streets of orchard. Speaking of streets, it would take me years and years to count the number of spray cans littered around, on the main road and on the walking paths...every few metres groups of people would start their little foam battle and walk out looking like frosty the snowman *HAHA* the next few hours were spent randomly spraying people with foam and ESPECIALLY, looking for toilets...we were so damn desperate looking for toilets that mr poh and company even went into Hilton Hotel and used the toilets in the conference room...haha. I don't think I got to relieve myself though I was about to explode by the time we left chong pang...Now here's the best part. While we were wasting our time away sitting on the steps leading up to Forum shopping centre...there was one guy/girl/dunno what the heck attracting alot of attention from the groups in the area, including us. Apparently there was this sort of transversite...a guy dressed in women's clothing, namely a black top and black miniskirt, catwalking down the street and doing poses for all to see. people were like shouting "woooo!!! show me your ass!!!" LOL...that's really disturbing..I would'nt want to find out what was under his/her/hier skirt...everybody kinda followed her down the street, so we thought, why not? so me, qi zheng, eng heng and wei siang followed the crowd till the end of the street, where there were three phone booths. Apparently she/he was posing again AT the phone booth, pretending to make calls. This time alot of people were around, so everyone noticed. There were groups here and there with spray cans, all with nothing to do. Damn, she/he was attracting so much attention, everyone wanted to empty their cans on him/her/hier. So we discussed among ourselves...talking alot of crap but nobody dared to move forward to spray him/her...*OK, this is getting tiring, so I shall just use HER, ok?* suddenly two guys ran past the phone booth and managed to unload abit of foam on her. This time she was really acting like a female lah, stomping her feet like a little girl....lol...so pathetic, kinda. Till then people were still discussing whether to spray foam on her or not. then she did one thing that really made us want to spray her. SHE BENT OVER TO SHOW HER ASS FOR EVERYBODY! Then one guy from our group just went up and sprayed, THEN EVERYONE FOLLOWED and soon they were unloading like ten or twenty cans of foam all over her. (i think there were a few who sprayed foam up her skirt) By then other people were taking photos of it...the funny thing was, riot police officers just walked by without offering aid...just didn't seem to care. Then the dramatic part...she started to cry and was all over the floor. This was the time we all felt quite lousy...making someone cry on christmas day, i mean, people like that have a heart too, don't they? Well, I must admit that I participated...so well, I can only say sorry to myself, I guess. *HEY, IT WAS HELL OF FUN WHOOO!!*

After that groups of kind souls came to her aid, helping her up and trying to calm her down and talk to her. She was like scolding the police officers (NOW then they come) for not coming to her rescue earlier. We just didn't bother anymore, so we walked down the street in the opposite direction, admiring the large photographs on display on the way...really beautiful stuff. Wonder how they do it. After that went home with jasper, qi zheng and jack...

WAIT!!! STILL GOT SUMMORE!!!

Today went to play street soccer...was late by like 2 hours la. My mum actually woke me up at 8am, den I was like *uhhhhh....* den I went back to sleep...next thing I knew, it was 9.30...haha. Wore my new nike street soccer shoes!!! really great pair, made me feel like I was kicking a rubber toy ball rather than a soccer ball...haha. gave me greater control, though less traction. THANKS GUYS!!! (again). After that me, syafiq, norman and zack went to sumo house to eat...eng heng, wei siang and felix had to go off sooner. Went to princess to play daytona...wah lau, so good lor! so many laps, den got all the special buttons and stuff...haha. sound abit suaku hor...spent 7 bucks playing this stupid chance machine tryin to get the hello kitty doll *hey, it'd make a great christmas present* I THINK THE DAMN THING IS RIGGED! first time I tio +3, den suddenly everytime I seem to stop at +3 it would stop at -1 instead...so I couldn't get the doll...lame!!!!! I WANTED THAT!!! After that went home lohz. den went out again to buy new com game...haha...MOST WANTED! ok...alot to read hor? sorry ah...interesting life mah. =p bb...blog another time.

Haven't been updating for the past few days, mainly because of the band camp, where I've been staying over till thursday night. Yesterday I also couldn't update because I was home at around 11.30pm...I don't usually use the computer very late at night =p *good boy*

The band camp, for me, is quite an achievement, because I really think we're starting to get some things done, such as the formations, particularly the percussion formations, which took very long for syafiq and edwin to plan, I didn't really chip in much though, my brain wasn't really toward the visual side during the band camp. Given the tight timing and quick tempo, it was really great to see that the section could work out the formations in a short amount of time, save the bumpy start due to confusion and stuff like that. As always, the seniors have been sleeping very late, especially the first night, when we slept at like 5am? I think syafiq and edwin caught the least hours of sleep during the camp, cuz they had to plan lots of stuff. Really gotta hand it to them. They made so many things possible that many thought impossible in such a short amount of time. And I think the band is really getting somewhere attitude wise; can see it in the time they do their formations and play their music. There really is a change. Small, but still a good change for the better. Oh yeah, I got a pair of nike soccer shoes on my birthday...THANKS ALOT GUYS...love you all. especially that special someone who picked it out for me...=p

Now over to ROD. The presentation ceremony was quite shaky, if you ask me. Especially one of my juniors, who marched up without swinging his arm! what the heck? lol...and he actually said that he thought he did. Funny guy...but the best part was AFTER the ceremony, with the food, the fun and the insane laughter, especially the skit parts, where sometimes seniors were invited on stage to perform with the sections. trombones, trombones, trombones...cheeky cheeky! haha...damn funny la. Just the right stuff to get me out of my somewhat foul mood (i'll get to that later). the percussion seniors were also asked to go on stage when they were doing a drum solo with some latin percussion instruments and stuff (where they really doing one?). we just had to play along with them. Damn, if you want us to do a drum solo, get us real drums, for goodness sake. haha...had to play it on the tables, and was so frustrated cuz I couldn't be heard. the time after that was saved for taking pics with the sections and friends...took one or two with the percussion section...really enjoyed it alot. Hui fang gave me my birthday present before I left...really liked it. thanks alot! After that chen pei, benedict, farzana, chang yuan, qi zheng, siew li, syafiq and I went over to Edwin's house to watch The Longest Yard...damn funny show. Oh, have I told you guys how big edwin's house is? frickin humongous! (well, for me, at least. I 3- room flat leh. lol) His dog is cute too. big, but still has that little baby face look. Not very aggressive at all, in fact.

Ok, Mr Poh just msged me to tell me that he already talked to Miss Sia yesterday. Seems it's already too late for me to be transferred to MJC, the main reason being I got into TPJC through the DSA exercise. I think I could have cancelled the place at TPJC on the audition day, but I didn't do it. So it looks as if I have to spend the next two years at TPJC...haiz. I know it's really not so bad, but I'm sort of deprived of a *holistic* education. Meaning, these past four years I've been studying and making music at the same time. Especially during my last two years, where making music was my escape from studies and my motivation to study at the same time. Making music relaxes me, whether it's in the comfortable air conditioned confines of the band room, or the harsh seemingly limitless expanses of the school field. I love making music, I love playing my drums, I like the attention that people give the percussion section. Well, maybe I just have to make the best out of studying at TPJC whether I like it or not. New friends come, old ones stay, so there's not much difference. Whats more, I MAY get to take bio, and I can go on to medicine in uni after that...so I get to realize my dream at TP. Sounds corny, but true. too bad. so sad.

Went for cousin's bbq yesterday...after leaving band early at around 2 plus. Actually, I really didn't see the need to stay there, after what we've all been through. Nevermind, we'll try again...harder this time, the only thing we can do is try until we succeed...better than running away from our problems and finding no solutions to them. ok, back to the bbq.

Reached east coast macs at around 4:50 (i was early; ur on time if ur 5 minutes early, so 5 minutes earlier would make me 'early' =p). dear cousin was supposed to meet me there at 5pm...i ended up waiting till 5.15 when she called me and told me to walk over to the bbq pit myself. *zzzz* so i made my way over, only to have myself caught in the rain by a huge passing cloud. it was so damn heavy at first, the wind was blowing up all the tree branches and leaves, and everytime i walked pass a tree something hard would drop on my shoulders...must be some kind of fruit or something. well, i figured i would'nt be any drier if I ran, so i just continued my jolly little stroll in the rain. While everyone else on the pathways were scrambling for shelter, I was enjoying the drenching swell and ice cold breezes...romantic or pathetic? neither, i guess. got a call from my cousin sayin it started to rain (I KNOW!), and she was at a shelter near to her pit. The problem is, with all that water on my glasses and my doubts about what she was wearing, I missed her and her friends completely by walking right past the shelter. The stupid thing was that she missed me too. I walked up a little bit further and realized that one girl I saw at the shelter looked alot like my cousin, just that i didn't really bother to check earlier. So i doubled back to look for her. Passing her bbq pit, i gave her a call (i later learned that she didn't bring her phone with her). A couple of girls about 50m ahead of me stopped to look around, and would continue walking after i stopped the call. THIS CONTINUED FOR ANOTHER 4 CALLS...i thought the coincidence was uncanny, so I ran up to them and realized that the one in a dark pink sleeveless top was actually my cousin -__________-". the other one was her good friend, jillian or gillian...dunno how it's spelled. We were so darn surprised to see each other and I asked if she had brought her phone...seems she was a little surprised at the coincidence as well. maybe we have telepathy? haha...then she apologized for not meetin me at mac, it was like "i'm sorry...". she sounded so sweet, what else could I do than forgive her? =D

Sis later introduced me to her friends at the bbq pit; a great group, all really nice people. Of course, as always, I felt a little left out, especially because they were all her church friends, and I was the only Muslim there. Despite that, they tried their best to help me fit in, especially this guy Keith, another of my cousin's good friends. really friendly and approachable...though they're rich kids; mostly staying in the central area, alot from ACSI and ACJC, they had no airs or anything. Just like your typical teenagers looking for fun and trouble. haha...and there was one other thing that amazed me...they all said that I looked like an RI guy, cuz of the green and white kappa shirt I wore there. I dunno how I felt, proud or embarrassed. haha...the group then went back to the shelter to have a worship session, where they sang christian songs to the tune of a guitar played by one of the guys. Again, I felt out of place...i just stood there like a complete idiot. I know it's kind of a good experience, but it did feel awkward.

After the worship thing the rain stopped, so we started the bbq. The food was simply fantastic, no half cooked or overcooked food, and alot of nice stuff to eat, especially the chicken chops...wooo...delicious. They put me in charge of buttering the chicken chops...haha. The fire was really big with so much charcoal, so putting your hand above the grill for more than 4 or 5 seconds would feel like a scald. Surprisingly, no one dared to do that, except me, since I had to butter stuff. haha...i was like, "come on, its all in the mind! it's only heat, it won't hurt." well, the chicken chops tasted great with MY buttering anyway...haha! While we were eating we talked about lots of stuff, like school and life. some of them filled me in on their mission trip to India. What amazing things faith can do for people. Sure, to most it's unbelievable, but to me, I really think it's true. Faith heals all wounds. and sis was over there making me laugh every few minutes with her little antics. it was hilarious watching her sit down and get up with all her aching muscles from her fencing training camp a few days back. She looked as if she was wearing a tight miniskirt when she sat down...haha.

After eating, talking, eating, talking for the next two or so hours, the bbq ended, and after cleaning up a bit, it was time to go...sis and keith walked me to the main road near macs to take a cab, since I couldn't go home with her...she stayed in the central area, so she was getting a lift from keith's sister. We talked about a lot of stuff on the way, and sis was making fun of us by playing with our hair and saying "I can do anything to guys I love" and keith would return the favour by pulling her hair band off and saying "I can do anything to girls I love too"...funny la they all...my heart just kept feeling heavier as we approached the road...i was kinda sad, thinking "sis, when can I see you again? I don't want to miss you so much like I always do" well, i never did tell her that. She did make me feel better by giving me a nice hug, like she always does, before I got into the cab...yea, hope to see her again real soon.

For You

If you're not the one, then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one, then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine, then why does your heart return my call?
If you are not mine, would I have the strength to stand at all?

I'll never know what the future brings
But I know you're here with me now
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with

I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you, then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I could stay in your arms?

If I don't need you then why am I cryin' on my bed?
If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?
If you're not for me then why does this distance main my life?
If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?

I don't know why you're so far away
But I know that this much is true
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
And I wish that you could be the one the I die with
And I'm prayin' you're the one I build my home with
I hope I love you all my life

I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I could stay in your arms?

'Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you, into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right
And though I can't be with you tonight
I know my heart is by your side

I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I could stay in your arms?

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New blogskin, New life!

As you can see, i've just changed my blog skin; hope you guys like it better than the initial D one... its something more reminiscent of who I am...yes i know, i should've gotten something with drums on it or something, but i prefer to refer to myself as a pianist instead. *sounds better, doesn't it?* Man, how many things can happen in such a small amount of time? I'm like...blogging so often; not like its bad or anything, actually. It kinda gives you guys more insight into my life...haha. Don't think I'm trying to show off, though.

Lets start on what happened yesterday during band...well, actually, nothing much la. the usual stuff. Came into band and saw the percussion *seniors* weechew, hidayat and asyraf giving the percussion section a little pep talk, one where everyone laughs every ten seconds, seriously. haha...don't say we're slacking, cuz the talk really worked. I really think we've knocked some sense into these kids (no offense; you are, you know. haha). Speaking of which, most of the are sec1s, which is amazing to be frank. If they can reach our standard, or maybe almost there by the competition next year then i can really take my hat off to them. Such wonders we can work with the section. Like I said, people get into the percussion section cuz they can't make it in the other sections. BUT, give us unpolished gems and they come back to you sparkling like stars in the night sky. Nothing is impossible; anyone can achieve almost anything if they really try hard enough. OK, enough about that. So there was band prac...whole day...as usual...blah blah blah, den at dismissal the alumni was going crazy at the podium. We were all laughing like maniacs over those cheap jokes; cheap, but insanely funny. We all hated Felix's "racist" jokes, but they really were funny, though sometimes very lame. And it was there where I got my second injury over the past few months; having my right elbow area grazed after being sat on by Felix, with someone else on top of him, i dunno who. Damn, i seem to always get injured by *well fed* people. After that went home lahs...after walking farz back to her house with chang yuan...enough said.

Today i really intended to get more sleep, but I was called up to play soccer at bedok...so I had to wake up at 8am, take a quick shower and make my way to bedok...unfortunately I reached there only at 9.15, 45 minutes later den the set time...haha. My first extremely tardy appointment, perhaps. There I met Hidayat, Azwan, Felix, Syafiq and Bob...we den walked to a street soccer court at opera estate...the place was empty! It seems classy terrace-type people are not really into sports. well, soccer, actually. We played till around 2pm, then made our way to some hawker centre at bedok south...you know, opposite Temasek JC? I had fish noodles as usual, only this time it looked worse and tasted worse. Damn, I miss the one at Chai Chee. too bad it's closed for renovations. I don't think anyone can imagine how tired we were. Not only from playing soccer, but by filling our stomachs with food...it was prime time to sleep! but not yet...no bed. -______-" took bus 38 home with syafiq, bob and hidayat...Felix and azwan took 12 from TJC side...and here I am, blogging to you all yet again.

Postponing the band camp was quite troublesome...it was changed to next week. So it's eating into my birthday, the tune in at MJC on tuesday, and into some of my section members' time, cuz some of them are either going overseas or got some stuffs to do. Oh well, I'll be going all the same. haha...eh. You people better not sabo me on my birthday...haha. I haven't partaken in any of these schinanigans before, well, except smashing an egg on chang yuan's head on his birthday. HOPE YOU DON'T TAKE REVENGE. <---- it's a hint. ok...end here lahz. My mind has gone blank...*showing the drunk, stupid, moronic face*

Fun, laughter, peace and joy

The past two days have been quite eventful, with alumni outing 3 on Friday to Pasir Ris park, and band practice yesterday...let's start on the alumni outing first.

Too bad qz hasnt been able to send me the outing pics recently...have been tryin to get them from him. Well anyway, I have absolutely no idea how to put them up here for all to see. Call me an idiot if you wish, because I think i am. haha...The seawater on that day was particularly disappointing, with sawdust covering some parts of the surface and murky depths of water due to the constant construction works going on near the shore. Despite the disgusting outlook of the water we decided that it shouldn't ruin our day, so we just waded into it and started playing; we were already dirty anyway. As usual basketballs were the tools of fun that day, as it had always been. Such fun games you can come up with using something so simple like a ball...and within all that time there was a school of fish circling us, and a couple of them would jump out for no particular reason to amuse us...haha. The sawdust must've gotten into their brains or something...I hope no one got a jolt in the water that day though, with all the supposed current flowing in the salty water (chemistry: salt water conducts electricity well). Teasing efforts were made to bring me and someone else in the water together...just for their amusement =D *the heart is so bright, i'm blinded!* oh, what funny stuff they can come up with...the both of us could just make out a smile, both in laughter and irritation. Well, after all the fun some of us decided to pay a visit to the spider web over at the playground...we always seem to go there, though. a few of us went there, but only me and farz went up. I went up all the way, but for some reason farz didnt want to join me up at the top...going down was more painful then going up; climbing the web barefooted wasn't an easy feat. We met up with edwin and syafiq later back at the beach so we could collect out stuff and shower...after that we packed up everything and headed to Fisherman's Village for dinner, as usual. Seems bringing my soccer ball on the way was pretty useless. we hardly even touched it... The spread that night was really great, veggies, seafood and chicken. and all for the same $10 per person...really helps to being more along with us during outings =). And it was on that particular night that all of us realized how badly chang yuan could hold his alcohol...it was just a little beer, enough for one gulp, and it was enough to turn his face bright red and hold him down deep into his chair. He was really rubbing his face throughout the night after that, looking so lethargic and, well, drunken! don't get the wrong idea though, I didn't drink any! it was more for the older group...i only drink on occasions =p after dinner we headed home in taxis, save Yan wen who lived nearby; he took the bus. Listening to chang yuan talk to siew li about love matters was a common situation; i always seem to be hearing the same stuff =)

Oh well, that just about wraps it up for the outing...now more on yesterday's band practice...and my dear cousin's visit to my home for dinner! My first impression of the percussion section yesterday when I arrived was "oh my god, they're still like sh*t. what the heck are they doing?" seems hidayat was frustrated with them at the time, because they weren't performing up to standard. and it was true! they weren't! I really wanted to knock some sense into them, but decided to leave them alone and see how things would develop. True enough, just an hour later, the section was primed and ready to go through the repertoire and the orientation pieces. Of course, everytime me and syafiq go back, I realize that their playing just keeps getting better and better, save some days when they're really out of form, and you can really tell just by looking at the way they play, not by hearing them play. So yesterday i can say we've achieved something good, something that will be carried along with the section for a long time to come. A little more guidance, a lot more effort, will bring up the section to what it's supposed to be by competition time, even earlier. Conquer the mind, achieve the dream. Percussion, you can do it! all the way!!

I came home tired, hungry, and filled with eager anticipation to see my cousin..whom I get to see only so much every year. (well, more now, actually.) She just got back from the SEA Games in Manila, after bringing back the gold for singapore in fencing. Damn, we're all so proud of her. It seems she just dominates in everything she does; she's just amazing. Needless to say, we were so damn happy to see each other...haha. Despite the constant yelps and cries of my other cousins, who were there too, we were kind of in our own world when we talked about stuff...after dinner we moved to the hall where all the talking started, and lasted long into the night. She even got me a SEA Games T-shirt whith a fencing mascot on it. I was kinda surprised when she said she got me an 'S' for the tee...I felt insulted...haha. But when i did try it on it fit like a glove..thanks so much! she ended the day by performing the bumblebee...BUMBLEBEE FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! ...and a piece by Franz Schubert on my piano...so enchanting...so jealous! haha...have to strive to be as good as her from now on! see, now "conquer the mind, achieve the dream" even applies to my piano...haha. She just gave me a hug and a few encouraging words and then they all left...anyway she invited me to a barbecue next saturday...LAST DAY OF BAND CAMP...really want to see her! hope i can make it in time. I'd have to meet up with her friends from church...I hope i open up enough on the day to get to know all of them. she says one of them's a drummer! my kind of people, really...haha

Ok...I've got alot up there today don't I? got eyedrops? signing off

Chocolate...random title.

today piano exam...guess what? I passed! ok la, you all know i'm not someone who's contented with just a pass...I've never got a distinction and I really want one, but seriously, I'm not someone who can work under pressure, especially on the piano. Mum says it's cuz of lack of performing experience on the piano. True; give me a snare drum or drumset and I can perform in front of thousands, but a piano? I'll pass till about twenty years later. haha...maybe I'll never get to perform on the piano, who knows? But what matters is, I know I can play, I can make it, and I enjoy playing for my own pleasure...PIANO ROCKS! imagine putting an entire orchestra score into a piano. well, maybe an electone is more suitable, but its almost the same thing, isn't it?

Whats really bugging me now is the fact that I have to leave in the middle of band camp next week for my piano at 7...and band camp is at bedok! darn...have to leave my peeps for a while. I'll miss my drums the most! even for those few hours...guess sacrifices have to be made, even if I do love both piano and band. Gonna stay all three nights...all three nights doin percussion stuff, planning to do other stuff too. [Band activities classified, due to obvious reasons. No questions asked.] Oh well, looking forward to the camp! Hope most of the other alumni are staying over too.

Tomorrow is alumni outing no.2! well, 3, i think. the second one was to marina square without me...while i was away wasting my sorry life over in malaysia...SIBU BEACH RESORT...FANTASTIQUE! more like disgustique...they're really wasting a perfectly good island. Need to develop their amenities more, cuz they're really pathetic. Shan't elaborate more on that though, besides being able to get a particular something for a particular someone =p. Back to the alumni outing...to pasir ris park again. I don't mind...the previous outing to that place was wonderful...hope to do more tomorrow!

Changes need to be made, changes in the heart, mind and soul. Attitude adjustment is in queue. Musicality can wait, i guess. What more can we do to help them if they don't want to help themselves? Putting on a brave front is useless if theres really nothing inside. Look over at the person beside you and think, what is he here for? What is he thinking? What does he want from all this? Why does he want to risk everything and sacrifice everything just for this little success? If these questions are lingering in your mind, YOU NEED A CHANGE. NOW.

Ending statement...love chocolates...calms my mind and eases my suffering. Kinda like beer, only it doesn't make you throw chunks after every few cans. And I don't drink beer, by the way. =D