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It is not how much we have,

but how much we enjoy, that makes happiness.

♥
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Skippety doo-dah.

25th MAY 2007
Parent-teacher meeting in the afternoon.
Obviously to get back report book.
My results suck like shit?
I didnt even get any A this time.
& i fail one, chemistry.
Expected to fail that subject already lah.
I dropped like freaking alot.
No one to blame other than my ownself!
Dang!

Went to trim my hair, then rushed back home.
Changed and walked to Eastpoint to meet the rest.
Ate sakaeee!
Then left in Mrchoo's van to the venue.
Temasek JC concert.
Overall was alright! (:
There's this 9 year old boy who plays like damn good?
I, or we (Shinling & I), felt so embarrassed of ourselves.
He's like 9 years old & he can play like mrchoo!
Totally noooo wrong notes or like buzzing sounds.
& like freaking alot of notes played super fast?
Freaking gooddd!
He's like my idol now! (:

26th MAY 2007
TPJC's concert!
Left for school at 1145 & got ready till it was time to leave.
Reached TPJC, tune, rehearsed, had dry-runs, ate, changed, started!
I guess our performance was alright.
Little speeding up here and there?
But we learnt that few pieces in such a short while!
So i guess its already veryyy good. (:
But it's damn sad that we didnt get to see the whole show!
Especially the combo banddd!
We were like crowding backstage looking. ):
Ended, packed up, changed, left for school.
Put everything back into the props room & waited for my dad.
HOME SWEET HOME! (:
This performance is so not a good one for me..
& my blister on my thumb is saying Hello to me. (:

Yes, i'm angry with you.
So you think it's fun pang seh-ing people?
& coming to give some lame reason after that?
I'll see if my soul & heart decides to forgive you.
We'll let time decide..


It's a blessing,
10:21 PM