Sunday, September 12, 2010

Can you hear me smiling when I sing this song?


Popped into Eu Chern’s car to help find an empty space for him to repark so we could walk to One Utama from my place.

“Hey, you heard about the BookFest?”
“Yeah.”
“You been there?”
“No. You wanna go check out some books?”
“Sure thing. Let’s do that instead of One U. Crowded shopping mall sucks.”

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En route to KLCC on the train.

“Hmmm. You know, the BookFest is probably made up of 60% Chinese books. Plus, the English books sold there aren’t any much cheaper than those in MPH.”
“Ugh. That’s distasteful.”
“Tell me about it. Wanna ditch KLCC then?”
“Yeah. It’s not like we’re going to shop there, right?”
“But where to? Uhm. What about we hop off at Pasar Seni. It’s been ages since I'd last been to Petaling Street.”
“Sounds good.”



I'm going to miss you so much, bitch :(

Thursday, September 9, 2010

I need a little more luck than a little bit

Piano lecturer is demanding to hear 'quality music' during every class in preparation for my practical exam in 5 weeks' time. 

The hell-wreckers behind Modern Band Ensemble think the only way to armor us to handle the real music world in the future is by playing 10 songs within 7 weeks. 

Drums classes further seeks to lower whatever self-esteem I have left. 

HAMM is mind-boggling, information overload. Almost like having to fill too many a chasm in my teeth. 

Choir is a relief, though, a sweet dessert rainfall in the scorching heat. And no, it's not because I could just blank out and still pass the subject, like my previous semesters, but because I'm learning, and in a fun, almost-child-play way. We sang and danced (albeit discordantly), we squealed and laughed when we got the moves all screwed up, we stalked up and down the hall without directions as a 'choir exercise'; things I'd been missing and yearning for since leaving CHS choir. The best part is, we don't need sectionals. Hell yeah. Of course, we would have to work twice as hard on our own if we planned to arrive at the end of the semester in one piece. 

I really need lessons, or at least a survival guide, on how to live out a short semester. 

To quote myself:

"If I have any balls on me, it would be marbles, and I'm already starting to loose some of mine."
 -Tham Ying Hui-

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Monday, September 6, 2010

Olive you

31st August '10

Dinner was just like the last time me, Amanda, Jo and Jing had dined at Kissaten. The entire meal had a lazy feeling to it. Mmmm. Awesome start to the evening, save that disturbing minute or 2 when we puked over THAT Yes Man scene.   

Plus, that particular Starbucks shop that we lounged at after...damn it was cozy. The curtains, the deco, the ambience, man, I could die of fuzzy warmness. And the fact that I had my Moansters with me just made it hot-chocolate-by-the-fireplace-in-midwinter perfect. 

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars, I could really use a wish right now

Please, please, please approve my appeal to drop the subject, Juan.

Because I would like to sleep in peace, knowing I wouldn't need to stitch my head back up again the next night. Because I would really like to get through the days without needing to rely on oxygen tanks for once. Because I don't like taking up a challenge unprepared, a blind foolishness and not bristling courage, then disappoint my parents by failing.

I'll bake you lots of cookies (:

So, pretty please, sir?

Saturday, September 4, 2010

The way I are

“Come on, you guys, give me a sexy pose!” I was half-screeching already, must be my sugar rush acting up again.

“Don’t worry, hon’. We’ll look so hot that we’ll melt your popsicles!” Wow. Someone’s high today.

“Mmm. Now what kind of popsicles are you talking about?” I licked my lips for the effect.

And Cheeks’s voice went uncharacteristically low, “Why not YOU tell me?”




No. I'm not imagining this conversation. It DID happen. Though the words might have been slightly different. 
No wonder we freaked people out at restaurants and caffeine-intoxication centres. 
Sigh. I guess I miss us more than I could ever know. 

Thursday, September 2, 2010

I'm holding on, barely breathing

Monday
9.00-11.00am                     HAMM 4
11.30am-12.30pm            Band coaching
2.00-3.00pm                       Ear Training 4
5.00-6.30pm                       Choir sectionals

Tuesday
2.00-3.00pm                       Band practice
5.00-6.30pm                       Choir    

Wednesday
9.00-11.00am                     HAMM 4
2.00-3.00pm                       Ear Training 4
5.00-6.30pm                       Choir sectionals
8.00-9.00pm                       Band practice

Thursday
1.00-2.00pm                       Piano    
2.00-3.00pm                       Ear Training 4
5.00-6.30pm                       Choir

Friday
9.00-10.00am                     Piano
12.00-1.00pm                     Ear Training 4
3.00-6.00pm                       Modern Band Ensemble

Ugh. And I haven't even added my Minor instrument drums classes. 
Hello hell.