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YO, PIRATE.
My blog, like yours, is on the INTERNET, which is free for all. I can't control your actions, but it'll be on your conscience, if you do stupid stuff.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
/9:07 PMHey world!
Tired, stressed, worried, tired. Those words describe my present state of mind and physical condition perfectly. By golly, I slept at 5.30 pm yesterday and only woke up at 6 this morning. Guess what? I still felt tired. I can't remember the last time I slept for so long. Perhaps I'll finally get some proper sleep after SYF. and about SYF.......
We went to the National Stadium to practice for the above mentioned abbreviation. Left school early for it. Oh, Ms Ng wasn't in school today. Uber-ness! Finally I could do some work without someone continuously nagging at my ear. A cute Ms Kwok relieved the lesson:] But she needs to eat more. Anyways, got in to half uniform and did 2 rounds on the school field. There were like 75+ students watching us perform. PRESSURE! Yeah, nowadays, even if its a single soul watching us, I'd be nervous. The thought of failure cramps my mind and soul. It sucks, I assure you.
Went to National Stadium afterwards. Bowen and TK were there. I was, as usual, active, but I don't know why I didn't bother about them. Weird. The first round of formations were good, I think. Didn't have the energy to do the other 2. Mind was willing but the flesh was weak. Sighs, got whacked in the ear by a colourguard spinning her flag. Was deaf in the left ear for about 3 minutes. Was in pain in the left ear for, err, a long time. The bus ride back was fun. YiLian acted like a tour guide and the rest of us made fun of her. Classic;]
Did more of the usual back at school. New Malaguena and ItsMyLife [idunnowhatitscalled] thingy. Hard to grasp la. Dismissed at 6.30+-. Took train back with Shakeela. She told me something that all band members should be made known to. "The medal isn't[that] important. What's most important is the journey towards the medal." Seriously, I agree. During the last 4-5 months, I, and I'm sure all PYMB-ians have learnt invaluable lessons that we would not have learnt anywhere else. The happiness, the sorrow, the joy, the tears, the fun the suffering. We've all gone through that during our time together. The people you interact with, the ones you love, the ones you hate, the ones you look up to, the ones you despise. I'm certain there's alot of them in your life in band.
Sighs, just 2 more days. 2, pardon me, FUCKING more days. 5 months, and it all comes down to this Saturday. The sacred, the dreaded, the ultimate judgement day. Come on PYMB! You've come so far, for so long. Its too late to give up, too late to cave in. We are the best, we are the champions, and we WILL ALWAYS BE THE ONE! One band; one sound!
We've tried so hard and got so far, and in the end, it comes down this.
Till here!;]
Babe, I love you!