I hate rainy days. They stink, literally. I mean there's like this foul smell coming from rain drops and it simply stink -.-
Oh well meanwhile the exchange's coming, syf is also coming. In actual fact they happen to commence on the same day but of course, different schools have different date.
Band practices are becoming to be more of a chore than going there really with the interest, i mean most of my friends have like left band. Actually I only have a classmate in there, Rachael. But still, the band's getting smaller. Darn come band leh, not fun meh? Making music together. I really like it man.
Think about it, there are many many benefits of playing or listening to music. For example, it helps you de-stress. Everybody has it, no denial. But the thing is how are you going to fully "defuse" the stress bomb from you? For me it's basically music. Listening to pop, rhythm & blue, BIG BAND kinda music, man that's like heaven on earth.
Oh and did i mention before that the music room has this smell that's comfortably disguised that lingers around the whole room. And bang! we're used to it because we have been there for a long, continuous period of time. It's like the unique smell of your room, you get what i mean? I bet you do.
Now come on, the main message of this post is to persuade you guys to not give up on this band man, i love this band, i love the people inside, i love Mr Tan (opps gay), i love the chairs that just can't be "double-stacked", i love the carpet floor that absorbs saliva the way i like it, i love the trumpet I'm using now and etc.. There's a list of things i love in that room!
Come to band after the exchange, there's still a lot of unfinished music-making businesses with you guys.
And yeah man, i love my girlfriend a lot. I still have that heart pouncing sensation when we head out for date. hehehehehe :D
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