Friday, July 08, 2005
happppppppppy (:

everything was a whirlwind today. i stored enough food in my locker to tide me over should a famine arise. faints. i honestly thought that ms alicia ng wouldnt give us a break. but she allowed food in her class. three straight periods with her.

im flunking paper eight as well.

my thinking is too straight. im too literal in my annotations. i cant seem to open up my mind. i always misinteprate the images. its not that i cant do. i need time. 3 hours for lit. three papers to do. im freaking out.

i finished meya's essay today. she was highly miffed today. and she yabbered on abt us blaming her for bad grades in the a's cause of her pregnancy or sth. she returned us our previous essay. yes. demoralising yet again. a 6. but i knew that essay was crap. but meya was exceptionally nice. explaining to me in a motherly fashion and stuff.

farah likes her presents (:

instead of the train. i took a bus to unity today. got lost. blistering hot sun. got off at the wrong stop. it was miles away from yew tee. i ended up at what limbang or whatever. waited for another bus. got there LATE. so hot. set up. warmed up.

im in awe with unity's sec ones. they have started on songs. this batch is pretty up there. im proud of the trombone sec ones (: tone and volume. but articulation still not so clear. hmm refat still uses the not so subtle ur-juniors-can-play-better-than-you method. hahahaha. i guess they are pretty immune to it. =PpP.

i remembered returning to bm main band months ago. teaching my sec one junior how to play the first FIVE notes of the Bb flat scale. it was hellish. but the immense satisfaction i felt after watching him struggle to remember the embrochure as well as the sound before finally managing to play thru was unforgettable. i felt that rush of emotion each time i end a sectional.

i love sectionals. i always make full use of the time given. nothing gives me more pleasure than to teach and make sure they get it right (: grrr. i feel like teaching again.

my playing is still unstable. my good range is middle of first octave to middle of second octave. my high notes start to get pinchy and airy after a while. my lips are weak. played second today. really sucky man my notes. but after awhile i got the hang of it. im so accustomed to first. auto pitch.

i didnt knw that im not supposed to move my upper lip when i play. hmm. tts sth new (:

rahman think he has cancer. i think so too. oops.

so pai sei man. i got it right the first time. but refat so fierce. stress. after that i never play. den i came in so early. ONLY ONE SOME MORE. its a psychological thing. no wonder my juniors always forget what they played during sectionals. its not that they are forgetful. they are scared out of their wits.

hpyerventilates. stress.

i need blasting session too. anyone wana join me? (: my diaphgram is weak. i need more air. i cant flutter. me and hao have short tongues. serious. lol. oh wells. at least refat mentioned that first was too loud for ross roy (: yayness.

i hope they liked the chocolates.

crapped with mag and mEi and zoey. lol. mag is really damn funny. and a bit violent also. hahaha. stand there like idiots like that. end up the whole band left for dinner ler. hahaha. mag is nice nice (:

the tension has eased. i plucked up my courage. really like drama. im glad.

dinner with regularz at pastamania. it was like christmas dinner. so cramped. ordered so many things. haha. sorry to wency for spilling her soup ): im still as clumsy as ever. say cheese! *everyone flashes their green stained teeth. LOL. so funny la please.

yay to vesuvius scores!

sat at taka to discuss issues. its been some time since we all last met up so i guess i cant really blame them for being distracted. we did settle some. ming didnt wouldnt? answer my calls. idiot. i wish i could curb my hot temper more effectively. was a little miffed. i wont deny that.

music lives in everyone of us. imagine a life without music. a life without rhythms and blues. a life without cresecendos and diminuendos.

eurgh. not worth thinking about.

listening to band music makes me emotional. truly. lol.

ride. trombones and trumpets. such beautiful parts. i listen only i stress. stress!

faints.

riahh ranted at 11:19:00 PM