Thursday, July 08, 2004
concert.

concert is cominnnnnng!! sighz. we got to leave school at 1 yesterday. and it's the same case today. but last period is amath!! i don't wanna miss amath.. sighz so sad. weilin on the other hand was jumping for joy.

ok we boarded the bus after rounding everyone up. it was this tiny minibus thing. so we went on our merry way. and ended up at tj where they wanted to load another two kontrabass and a tuba. oh joy of joys. so we had to make space for two bass while yao cong put his tuba up front with mine. sighz. so crampeeeed. ok. we managed to get there on time. and daphne teo was screaming 'three more minutes!!!!' like yeah so what lo. i mean. we can't posibly start exactly on time. then we set up and she was like 'hurry up!!' and we were rolling our eyes at her la. and soon after.. 'it's three! stop!' like what shit la. she thinks she's damn great lo. hah so what.

we played copland. then strauss. then after break we played elgar. then mozart. so we trooped out. then i was playing around with cheryl chen's trumpet. i realise i can only play the lower register of the trumpet. then daphne teo came out and bitched about how she could hear me from inside. so yay. and she was like 'i can hear you' and i nodded and turned to cheryl and she was like 'I'M TALKING TO YOU!!' and i was like 'so what you bitch.' of course i didn't say that. but you know. jumping all around. all those fats wobbling. she's no better than a goldfish. because like a goldfish all she knows how to do is open and close her mouth. and she's a million times noisier than a goldfish. she knows how to throw her weight around. pun fully intended.

ok. then after everything. i left my tuba at the audi place. we went to watch people spray water all over the hockey court. there was this guy who was screaming at the players when they were playing. so this hose turned and no one stopped it. it sprayed water into the main lobby. yay so funny. the lobby was soaking wet! hahah.. ok anyway. the bus that brought us back to tkg was huge. i mean larger than the one we took there. so large the bus.. then minus our instruments = a lot of space. grr ms sim and ms ee never plan one ar.. >_< sighz.

hmm. i have oral today. and tomorrow. tomorrow i get to leave school at 9.30. so we're trooping to dinah's house for lunch or summat. i'll be late for the stupid rehearsal but i don't care. no one misses the tubists anyway. it's like we're practically non-existant. so whatever. i don't give shit la.. we're not obliged to play for this performance. we were forced to la. as if we want to play for that stupid daphne like that.. she's such a bitch. all she can do is talk talk complain bitch complain critisize bitch.. did i mention bitch? she's a pain la. she should do us all a favor and go to hell. grr that bitch!!

no point complaining about her here.. anyway it only makes my blog look ugly. hah. i shall ignore daphne teo from now on. she can bitch for all i care. as long as she goes to hell after. blaaaaah.

i hate today.

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