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09 September, 2005
Purify..
Yo man. Hah. Todae's tha day. Tha final band practice fer dis term.. I won't/couldn't/mustn't be going fer band until tha last day of EOY. Haiz.. So, dat was it. Here's tha events dat happened todae which includes some 'last' great moments I had during band juz now..
Rite. So I woke up early at 6am. Man, it was a tough nite fer me. I somehow couldn't sleep last nite. Like..sumthing's been bothering my mind. Or was it juz becauze I didn't wash my legs before going to bed. Went fer my morning shower wit' my eyes half opened. Damn, it aches when I tried to open my eyez so wide. After dat, drank my morning coffee. Whoa. Wad a blitz it was. Tha caffein gushed thru my head juz like dat. Suddenly I got tha urge to do my Social Studies homework. Shibby. I dun noe why out of tha blue I could recollect back all tha notes I wrote in class in my head..! Now dat's scary. Cuz I never did read my notes when I got home. Then I started to write down all tha reasons fer why diplomacy alone is not enuff and military deterrence was also important. Check dis out..I took almost two pages to finish it! I was like dude, shit! Did I do all dat?! Then I realised dat I was kinda late fer band...so I took tha bus 913 to Evegreen primary to send my sis to her some shit remedial class fer her PSLE. Then I walked to skool from there. It was quite fast. I reached skool at 0750 am.
Met Veerapan at tha netball court. Talked some shit to kill time. At 8 sharp, I went to tha canteen and told tha whole band to fall in. Man, wad a day drilling them. Did a couple of turns here, turns there. And yar, tha best part was dis: "Squad, dari kiri, cepat ja..LAN!" Man, it was a mess!! I was like laughing to myself so hard I almost choked on my own saliva..! So we did something fer dat. Drilled them fer like an hour plus. I hope I wasn't too 'harsh' on them. Dude, I'm sorry fer tha no-games thingy. I was told not to have them..but actually I planned tohave at least one game..and dat was until Mr Neo came.. Aww...
Did some sectionals fer percussion. Strokes and yada-yada. Had a 'short' break. YingXian started tha ghost story thingy. We all story and story until Arifah came by. She's like admiring tha new sticks we got. Hehe. Then, tha percussionist helper came. We didn't got to noe each other very well, but soon during tha sectionals at tha later part of tha day, he's quite a fun person. He told us stories bout tha strange friends he met in band. So funnie..! We did dat song. Ouh yar before I forgot. Hehe. A stoopid thing happened. Rite, I was like going to tha music room with him to adjust tha drumset when I saw dis beautiful butterfly. Whoa. It's so pretty. Seriously. I was like..dude, is dat an angel...? Hehe. Then I accidentally tripped over my own damn foot! How embarrassing! I juz hoped dat none of tha trumpet section people (Liya and friends) saw dat..cuz they were juz there..
Had tha 'last' sectionals with tha percussion crue. Great fun lah. Elmo, Naqib, YingXian and PeiLing. We all had fun laughing juz now. Sizzling smokin.. One big percussion crue family. I'm gonna miss them...fer a while.
Hrmm. Aight. Lets get serious. My condolences to a friend of mine who had juz lost someone really, really important in her life. I noe how it feels, man. I've been in her shoes once. My late grandma.. So sorry I couldn't visit u yesterdae. Didn't noe ur block numbuh. I juz wanna tell u dat u've gotta be strong.. I noe dat u are, Shima. Insya'allah, kalau takde ape2 aral, I'll try my best to visit u dis week..aight? = )
reminisced;
- 6:36 PM
