I just don't like this.

ryan's high, wow. and i'm posting, which makes me even higher? hahaha. anyways, went to mirabel's house on sunday, celebrated her birthday, watched some movie about gays, (dammit.) watched some guitar, then left. at least i watched the gay movie, although i wanted the guitar, hmmmm. hahaha.

BTW, NATHANIEL. REI SAYS HI.

well i've realised something as i meet new people. i'm scared to show them my real self, and in the end they see this view of me like this real wierd and person they rather not mix with. i guess i make horrible first impressions.

MOV drama challenge. good luck 2E, you guys can do it. i have full confidence in all of you, and i trust that you'll do your best tomorrow. have fun while you act, so that we can make sure that the audience has fun too. its not the marks we want, its the audience satisfactions. such is the essence of the arts. its not about numbers, its about the quality of whatever we're doing. so tomorrow, let's just put up one heck of a production that we can say we did our best in, a production that we made sure we and more importantly, the audience, enjoyed.

guess that's about it, bye.

why must i start now? i've never cared so much, when i find out you're lying to me. i'm not making sense, but why must i waste space down here. i thought my life was going great, but then looks like everything has to go down. i took a step back this afternoon to sample what i had got and what was coming ahead of me, in the coming weeks. but now, i realise that i've become soft again, and becoming emo just gets you so soft and sensitive. well it got me soft and sensitive. once i became emo just this afternoon, things are already starting to affect me. hell, i shoulnd't care anymore. i need to know where to draw the line.

What's coming at me for the next two weeks:
1. Science Atomic Bomb Kit
2. Geography Time Based Assignment
3. Maths CCT
4. MOV Drama Challenge Production
5. End Of Year Exams
6. 2 sponsors for RS
7. Tamil Project

4 Assignments, one play, 2 sponsors.

and you know what, FUCK MY DAD. FUCK. MY. MOTHERFUCKING. FATHER. HE CAN FUCKING SCREW OFF INTO HELL AND I WOULDN'T GIVE A FUCKING SHIT. FUCKING ASSHOLE. FEEL LIKE KILLING HIM. FUCK. MY. DAD. GOD, WHY ME? WHY ME? I HAVE ENOUGH SHIT AS IT IS, SO I GET MORE CRAP? NOOOOOOOOOO.

sometimes i agree. "everything's going wrong."

i'm trying really hard to learn this, damn. ITS FRICKING HARD, especially the triples over the doubles in the second part. damn.

after browsing through benni's blog, i feel inspired to do one of the most significant things that a bandsman in RI comes across: investiture. practice starts 2 months before the actual thing, and my experience this year of not having my pieces chosen for me was quite fun. from choosing pieces to having batch arguments with 2 significant factions: the batch, and chiraag. from there to practicing and realizing that we could actually run through our pieces without any major hiccup, was a real exciting feeling. whenever we finished a song, whether it be centuria or the way we were, i felt this growing sense of excitement and anticipation, instead of worry or anger, because i felt that the music we made was truly something with our own stamp or signature on it, something our own, something unique, played by the batch of '11. i don't know what you call it, but i feel that the whole investiture process has been some kind of lesson for our batch. not only has it strengthened intra-batch ties, it's also opened up a new avenue for us as musicians, and has taught us the most important lesson of playing music: enjoy it yourself, and you'll have no worries about the audience enjoying it.

anyway, on to investiture day itself. i was kinda disappointed at the sec 1s, because of them breaking the tradition of playing they're batch song, and playing 2 mediocre pieces from their EE books. the concept of the student conductor this year was to infuse strong elements of the basics of classical music into the sec 1s. but, i find that the senior-junior teaching sessions was much more effective, because the juniors could understand better, lessons being from a fellow rafflesian who was exactly in his position when the senior was sec 1, and also those sessions without doubt improved relationships with the sec 1s and the sections, and the end product would be a warm and eager welcome into their respective sections. yet, i still believe that the sec 1 conductor had a deeper motive, and i trust that Mr. Oura knows what he's doing.

on to ourselves, the sec 2s. i was really proud of my batchmates when we got into the main groove of centuria, when we started warming up to the crowd and the miniature concert atmosphere. even though the starting of it was screwed up, once we got into the mood of the song suddenly everything sounded so warm, appealing and appreciable to me. 146 (perc soli) didn't start so well, because my hands were shaking a bit, but then once i got into the mood of it, i felt my hands loosen and my entire torso felt much lighter, as if this weight had been lifted off of it. after that, everything just looked very simple, just the way i rehearsed it. the way we were was good, because i could tell where i was, and i enjoyed drumming to it, even though the position of the ride cymbal was a bit screwed. >.<

sec 3s, a real awesome job on crystal city and phantom of the opera. the new leaders of the band, and i wish ya'll the best in leading us on into prometheum 13. :D my batch's first and last prometheum, and i hope to enjoy this experience as much as i can. :D

sec4s, I LOVED IT. all i can say is i JUST ABSOLUTELY POSITIVELY LOVED THE PERFORMANCE. :D shrek dance party was ossum. :D

as you can see, i got lazy to type. but still. one thing's for sure.

I love RIMB. We Should, We Must, We Can, We Will.

334th post.

figured i'll waste it away.

so here's a song. :D

Three Days Grace- Break- Life Starts Now

they're newest single, just out a few days ago. they're new album, life starts now, will be out 22nd september (mirabel's birthday :D)

concert tomorrow, tiring day. must sleep early tonight.

for the first time when i saw this i laughed my ass off before staring at this guy with fascination.