Caressing A Wounded Falcon

"Jie Sheng, you join them (Below Form 2) as well."

Well no surprises for me, I'm a relatively new member.

My salut to Rachel and Ruth, Wee Ren and Marcus for successfully doing proper marching. Ok maybe a few others I didn't notice.

Apparently Zek Zhao was right in saying, once you start whistling, your embouchure goes awry.

Here I vouch for Joshua Wong against all the odds of many "fellow schoolmates": Sure, he may be quite cocky at times or kiasu, I admit, but he's a good lad, better than most of you guys and plenty of girls.

I am getting more and more disinterested in school classes. I spend more time listening to: things I don't care about/things I already know/textbook recitals etc. I somehow would rather take extra time to focus on my piano and playing by ear. No I do not practice playing by ear, I naturally can do it.

Those eyes renew these shackles.
It's not that bad providing I didn't have to deal with so much else. Pointless stuff at that.
How is it that eye talk is so deep and compassionate but somehow no one can explain it?

How can a falcon fly with burdening feathers?

Damn, life has little appeal now.