Saturday, September 09, 2006
hullo. certain stuff didnt go as smoothly as what i expected for these past few days. i may be improving myself in certain sectors such as time management but that kinda doesnt affect what happened yesterday. some stuff are so bitter to reveal but since you are my online diary, i'll might as well pour it out.
FRIDAY. stupid day.
received an sms from shirley in the earllllyyy morning at 8 plus, regarding our final hour of rehearsal before performance on the day itself later at 1pm. i am so damn unclear with the song we're playing la, and honestly, i didnt like the part where we "modified" the song in the middle, neither of our ideas, except for this guy. last practice session was supposed to be 1030am to 1130am. i was in the mrt around 9plus AM, on my way to school when shirley called me and told me there was a problem about the room we booked for practice. the problem is, we're unable to use that room for our hour slot, because there was a class going on inside, and to make things worse, all the other rooms were fully booked. so.. fuck la. im going to school so early for nothing.
reached school and did nothing but stone at the performing arts block till about 12pm. it was damn boring. performance was like in an hour's time. and im starting to worry like hell. went to eat lunch at the canteen before going into the auditorium for Fusion class. it's our time. ffor us to play. and this is where my nightmare begun. i totally destroyed the song la. our performance was crap. and i think im to blame. what could get worse-r than this? a guitar with it's volume way too up, being out of tune, and timing was all over the place, and i even stopped in midway of the song because i just didnt know what the hell i was playing. i completely lost my face. and i was damn disappointed.
problem? too little practice sessions. and this song isnt a song which i could just play over on my stereo system at home so i could just play to it with my guitar. we made our own version of it and the only way to practice is to have all of us together to play. and we rehearsed only ONCE. after class, i was so embarassed because about 100 odd people just saw me screw up and literally fall in from of them. how bad can this get. what a bad start either, it's my first time playing in front of a crowd during fusion lesson.
so i just skipped the rest of the classes of the day. i didnt wanna be in the school grounds anymore. especially after what had happened. embarassment can affect me THIS much. before leaving for home, i just told lenny to mark my attendance for the next lesson. but once i'm the bus on the way back, i was stung by guilt. because not only am i skipping the next class in my timetable of the day, i'm skipping my MAIN STUDY lesson, which is uber important shit. i had to live with it la. i'm definitely gonna get screwed by the programme leader of the music section if she ever finds out about this. she screwed me once before and it wasnt nice.
i reached home superr early. and the first thing i did was play guitar. played for a few hours straight. i needed the practice anyway. i guess many lasalle guys are gona think that i suck at guitar already after seeing me play that shitty. i'll prove them wrong. just wait for my group's next performance. i have something in mind which seems like a good idea to me. played till eventually sianness came. then went to meet muneh for dinner at JALAN KAYU at 7pm.
took 103. jalan kayu is like so damn near my house la. but walking there could stretch up to 30 minutes if i walk like an elderly person, and im lazy too so i probably wouldnt do that. a bike sounds like a better choice. but i dont have one. ate at the other stall instead, not that famous prata place. and this is where things start getting sweeter for me. i betted with muneh on the price of a cheese prata at that stall. i said $2, he INSISTED that it was $2.50. then i got pissed because we even ate at that stall togther once before and he still that dumb to get the prices wrong, then i challenged him to a BET, whoever gets the wrong price has to treat PRATA to the winner.
and i got FREE DINNER THAT DAY. THANKS MUNEH. btw, cheese prata over at that stall costs $2 a piece and i have to say, it actually beats the other cheese prata, down over at the FAMOUS prata stall. im so not going back to the other stall. their cheese pratas are like so TINY. over at this stall, the pratas are BIGGER, and have the same cheesy-ness, or even better. all for a price of 50 cents less. save my money. cheese pratas rock. that should enough for FRIDAY. to sum it up it was a BAD DAY, except for dinner.
SATURDAY.
japanese class as usual. and i thought i was gona be late for sure. but i was early! received JLPT 4 preparatory stuff. a list of stuff thats gonna be coming out for my exam in december. seems hard. stuff to memorise. i'll force those chinese characters into my head. went home immediately after class. then i realised that it sux being home because my parents are gonna leave to go for some wedding,but i rejected their kind offer to follow them. so i went out. meet someone i didnt meet for some time. it was a pleasant night for me. finally, after so long, i get to flush down all the stress and feel on top of the world.
if only saturday nights could always be like this.
fuck it's 2am already. i have music class tomorrow. i'm off already. good night.
I can open your eyes
Take you wonder by wonder
Over, sideways and under
On a magic carpet ride
sad that you had to turn me down
or else you will get to experience
what it feels to be on top of the world
