add-ons

heh. i totally forgot to mention some stuff in yesterday's post. so i shall now.

i went to yamaha yesterday to look at all the nice instrus... nice saxes! (saxes are ALWAYS chio), nice trumpets, nice clarinets, nice flutes, pretty pretty piccolo and one trombone (not as nice as hx's though) ... and no tubas. well, i didnt expect any anyway.

so i went kaypoh kaypoh and found my mouthpiece! yayy! nice beeg Dennis Wick one... $79.80

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wow. that is

EXPENSIVE.

i thought it was $50 or something... but 50 is still pretty steep.

anyways im so angry at ky! she dropped her mouthpiece twice. i think i shall tell on her + reprimind her. hng

dehydrated

ohh... so that's why i've been SO cranky. that's why i've been so tired. that's why my lips are so dry and today the bottom cracked.

you know, i'm dehydrated! ^^

haha... this is kinda serious but im feeling dangerously hiigh

anyways back to the dehydrated. according to my dentist im showing signs of dehydration. in my case, i figured out why (sosmart):
1. i cut down alot on my fluid intake
2. the weather in HOT
3. class has aircon
yeps
aii. shall drink more more water
i used to be a water freak. HUGE BOTTLE. refill at least once a day. i have seriously reduced that.

today went to tighten braces. surprisingly it isn't hurting me at all. yet. and stupid kimberly-anne tan kindly reminded me that she removed her braces. -__-''

just now at thomson plaza saw this gorgeous bag... it's reversible as in both sides. one side is patchworkey kinda... and the other side is brown Corduroy! i LOVE corduroy. i also saw this nice skirt... but mum decided i should buy it (scared i wouldnt wear it) but it is SO nicee. *sigh* nvm.

i shall console myself with my new $28 bag (previously 48bucks!)

it's over

yeah psc is over. the burden is lifted. bittersweet feeling, i might add. at least it's over. i slaved till 4.30am to do it. yeah, baby. and we didnt finish our presentation and we SO TOTALLY flunked. i know we did.

why did i even bother to do the ppt?

*****, you're such a PAIN. all you do is about YOU. not about the community, but YOURSELF. your such a selfish b*tch i don't even know why i sympathised with you. i don't know why i put up with you. and your selfish self-centered ways. you irk me. what's your friggin problem, woman? go shove a stick up your ass. why must I listen to YOUR problems and you don't even listen to MINE. all you do is whine about YOU. YOURSELF>everything is YOU and YOU and YOU.
you know what? now i know why you're so miserable. because your life is all about YOU. if you were to spare a thought for other people, you might actually find this world a better place.
and you even say you hate b*tches, when you're the greatest one yourself, b*tch.


i don't know i feel so b*tchy. i am not really like this... so critical. i refuse to use VERY vulgar words though. but this is wrong. OH NO. a part of me is deterriorating. i don't know why. i don't seem to recognise myself anymore. i don't know myself anymore.

sometimes i hate myself. i just keep messing up my own life.

typical

so typical of her.
i am getting tired.
at least you've gotten over it. great! now you can work!

ok i shall not b*tch. i never did until i turned teenage. which is bad.
ooh... iam a 'terrible teen' ahh
bleh

now downloading msn messenger 7!! im so happy! lalala
(only for that lah... iam THAT pathetic... happy over msn 7)

nervous breakdown

really seriously. i think im gonna cry. the life has been drained out of me.

really. i cannot make it. SHE disillusioned us! and now we're behind! oh man oh man ... ...

i feel so stressed. at least syf is over. THANK GOD.
if it were this week or next week instead.... i will DIE. i'll probably slit my wrists. gahh....

i really don't think i can take this anymuch longer. i cant wait for this week to be over. and the next. and the next.

sec2 is your best year. for cca yes. for academics.... err.... i'll have to say a definite no. at least for this term lah, i suppose.

haiz. mum got mad at me just now because i had a miscommunication. i kept her waiting 15 minutes. and you know what?? just as i appeared at the gate, she drove off! (WHAT THE *TOOT*?) oh man i was SO upset i just sat down and cried.

well, but to save petrol she took a u-turn and came back... instead of driving all the way home.

gosh. im so.... man. im so upset.

i shall now take comfort in my imagination.

i'm going to imagine that everything is alright and everything is gonna be ok.
i'm going to imagine that i'm coping really well and my grades are SHIOK.
i'm going to imagine that our relationship is wonderful. great.
i'm going to imagine that i'm going to survive.

i'm going to imagine that i am happy.
and i'll continue this facade until i pick up the pieces and put them together again. until i can accept the fact and get over it.
until then, i shall imagine that i'm alright.

mybreathstinks

it's just after dinner and my mum cooked us pho bo... vietnamese beef noodles. yeah, it's great! but now my breath stinks. heh.

but that's not the point.

i realise that im slacking now more than ever. not that i've always been studious and hardworking... it's just... oh well.

gahh

psc due monday.

im dead.

seriously. i just wish EVERYONE would put in their ALL...

anyways suddnely i have this immense insterest in friendster. YOH. that's bad. i dunno why.

i should learn to start blogging like joey... i should be more abstract and more random. i shouldnt "stick to the topic". that's for essays. so yeah

i shall be random.

silver tubas are chio ^^. ok fine. rgssb's 2 silver tubas are chio bus. HEH x)

now, that's random.

and suddenly i have this desire to blog daily. well, that's... unnatural for me. i cant be bothered to type lor.

looking forward to the weekend. at the same time im not.
aiiy.

life, is a huge moodswing.

there's a monster in my house!

i finally did it. i brought him home. yeah, baby. i rockk x).

people, meet Morrie. the tuba. (dont ask me why i chose that name. yeah it's kinda gross but heys... i dunno...)^^ yepps i named him. it's a him. i decided that when i inherit the chio silver one (either one also can) it shall be a girl. the name shall come to me later.

gahh i pity the neighbours. they have to put up with me and Morrie for the next 3 weeks.

anyways i decided to bring Morrie home cos' mum kept complaining why i need to go down to the cor....blehbleh. i thought since she was from band she'd understand. apprently not. haizz

plus i consulted sm... she's done it before. and played in her house. so i can too. yeah.

i HATE playing in my hdb flat... it's TOO enclosed. man, it's wayy worse than the cor. but it's a small price to pay - my instru is just sitting there all day waiting for me to play it. lahh ><

ahh.... my educational life is a mess. i have no idea why im sitting in class anymore. i fell so drained. i KNOW i have eyebags. i feel them sag esp much during math and science (oh i wonder why). i am just like.... a clayey soil now.

i can't absorb. i have just shut off.

now all i am into in school is band.

that, is bad.

i actually have been considering doing something drastic. i think i should drop out of band. im really really messed up.

i really think i should drop out. now. and i'll come back next year when i have sorted everything out. no, IF.

i feel like im just gonna crack now. really.

i am just numb to everything. esp in class. the only thing that barely gets through is exam dates. yohh.

i need a break. [[take me to the bahamas, babyy!]]

no don't get me wrong. it's not that band is stressful. it's that.... it's a DISTRACTION. now it seems all i go to school for is the band cor. the people. the music.

which is B A D.

aarghh i just want to scream. i want to cry. but i shant.

Band 127: GOLD WITH HONOURS!

omgomgomg! i am SO happy!

i can't believe we got GOLD WITH HONOURS!! G*!! laaalaaa

actually i expected us to get GOLD>.. *without honors!* but heyys we did and we are RI's equivalent... and the best Girls' Band in Singapore!! lala

im a bit disappointed in not getting into presentation.... but this year theres only 3 places... so FINE. i'll get over it. YAY!

at first i thought i messed everything up at the end. but the grandseniors said it was 'so beautiful!' so touching.

haa. i really tried to play the bestest best i could... i was 'moving'. not just because the seniors said so. it was just... natural. i realised that if u really put ur heart and soul and enjoy it.... you just become part of it.

i especially loved Ocean 133. ^^ and 123 sounded GREAT!

lalaa....and misuzu's tomtom stick got caught in her sleeve and it flew..fleww..... all the way behind the timpani! gahhh.. su, you rockk. she played on with one hand. LALA.

then after watching alot alot of bands (they are ALL so... stiff lor. no movement whatsoever).. the moment of truth arrived!! *daaaa*

the rgssbgirls were holding hands and freaking out. and the stupid retarded man said, "Band 1-2-7. Raffles Girls' School. Secondary"

yeah yeah.

and that man had to be such a sadist and keep us in suspense. he smirked and repeated. "Band 1-2-7. Raffles Girls' School. Secondary"

whateverrr. just get on with it, man.

"Gold with--"

even before the "Honours" the whole of rgssb was up... hugging and laughing a screaming. I was hugging gl and strated crying hysterically for no apparent reason ( i wasnt the only one! ) gosh i am SO happy!!!

swiss cottage sec didnt celebrate as much... wonder why. only a small group got up, yelled and sat down again.


lala... all our work has paid off. i had never been happier that moment! i was actually crying and crying. goshh....

hope this will happen again in 2007.

+ the ocean glowed.
+ we made waves.
+ we got that gold
+ with honours.
:)

atempo

yeah i didnt blog about it that day. im only blogging about it now. but anyway, it's over. im sure she's over it. fine, this is way late (again)
i was so shocked to see her run out crying. i just didnt want to blog because i felt so.... i dunno. weird. it's so disconcerting. i felt so scared. i dunno.

anyway, i am really fed up with myself. i mean, im sec 2 and my standard is really really bad. i can't stand it. it's so infuriating. i almost cired during band prac on sat. oh wait. i did. but a bit.

im really really upset with myself. im so gonna kill the whole section next year.

on a brighter note... atempo ROCKED! ladada... we helped joey profess her love to ..>!!!! nanana and joey is HAPPY. so unlike pollyna.... ^^

anyways, i really liked rjc's choice piece! and the percs are SO zai.

yes yes joey. no need to overdo the happiness bit. now she's gonna DAO YOU. *evil laughter* aww... poor thing.

you are SO obvious.

heh

the mad history professor

late! again! this entry...
gosh im ALWAYS posting late!!

anyways, on saturday, sherry + i went early wayy before band prac to do indiv. wanxian came early so she took us. at 11 something wanxian decided to go with sherry and i for lunch.

at the traffic junction, we bumped into... who else? but dear old Sharon.. who i promptly turned around and made her walk the same direction as us.

so we went to another chicken rice stall (and yes! we ate chicken rice)... but sherry had kway teow. then, just as we finished, something creepy happened.

ALL the lights went off! *shriek*

ok fine....joking joking...

this old man walked up and stared at Sherry's back (her PE t-shirt..)

Then he said , "Raffles."

we were all like ... huh?...oh no...

Then, unpredictably, he continued, "Sir Thomas Stamford Raffles. Marco Polo. Sir William McDonald....."

by now we were all
1) trying not to laugh
2) half freaked

so that guy was ranting off historical facts and what-nots and i realised they were quite interesting. so i was listening to him and nodding when Sherry said, "oh..sorry... we've got to go now.."

and that guy just went on and on and on and on....and he started repeating his facts!

so we stood up and i repeated twice, "sorry we have to go now"

BUT i think that guy is deaf! he just kept at it....on and on and on and on.............

so i waved and said "bye bye" and we TOOK OFF! we turned round the corner and walked very very fast.... and we turned round and saw him hobbling as fast as he could after us (still yelling history facts!)

so when we turned another corner... we RAN! aahh.... as fast as we could! and he was still hobbling after us! AHHH!! so we ran onto the overhead bridge and that was the last i ever saw of him...

ahh.... i know it's my fault ...kinda for looking interested... but it's Sherry's fault in first place!! who asked her to wear the rgs pe shirt??? HNNG....


so anyways i promptly arrived at the conclusion that the old man is probably a sacked history professor that went mad.


CREEPYY!!