Tide & Ebb

Bohemian and Irish music is interesting.

Without Tracey and Se Ying, its down to me to lead the euphonium sounds, oh god. At least my piano practical and theory is at the end of the year. Wonder when I'll be able to take my i-GCSE.

NEEDS INTENSIVE EUPHONIUM PRACTICE.

At least after drill practices start I'll have to deal with Moral and Sej less. Sej is my studies kryptonite, seriously.

I quote Gary in saying that change must start from the top, but usually the top doesn't want to. When change starts at the bottom, the top hinders and restrains it.
Pretty much true for every administration.

The feeling is gone. I'm still quite the adamant type, but adamant (stubborn) people learn a lot faster.

I'd trade off school's English, EST, Sej, Moral and Civic (doesn't matter if your civic is inert) for extra Music time. Unfortunately I'm not allowed to allocate my time as such.
Sure most people need the English and EST but honestly, I don't.

Oh wordplay.

It was then when my sepulchral tones came out and I wore a stoic expression against the mirror and told myself that life has no appeal as my sister, The Emo Queen Jing said. The aggravated and surprised face of a certain History teacher loomed from behind the fogged glass and I averted her gaze only to find I had to pay my upkeep of thoughts and self-reflection on the sides with no mirrors. I suddenly thought about the morbid end of mortal life. I chained the thoughts of death down and returned to my shelter of solace. Substancial information was lost during the conveying of virtues during bonding. My core reacted to the relation with my most distant friends and family and I feel lapses of nostalgia. There used to be an abyss in continuity of thought way back when. Tides of mixed emotion pulverized my past of sand and shadow and obliterated my pity for the ones who stayed behind during the evolution of the mind and soul. Let it be, I thought. Let it be...