Gone Again

Went for band yesterday. Mother insisted on walking. Got there and saw the group doing warm ups. Scuttled over to join in. Vincent told us to run 10 rounds, no cutting line. Big wave of protests.

Ran 10 rounds or so. Went and cleared the residue of the dead cat with Han Jin, Lik Wei, Shuang Yi, Shou Heng, Nelson and Guo Qian the Form 1 guy who both called me "斯文" and accused me of being a Form 3. We have to work together to make things happen. Yes, band members require so many hands and heads just to do a cleaning job.

Played Isabella. Fairly simple though I played a succession of semiquavers a little slow. Saxes kept screwing something so I played the same bars over and over. Got scolded for playing "wrong rhythm". Se Ying introduced to us me, Wei Liang and Zek Zhao something called band language. All you say is Ta,Ka,Tang,Un,U. Our greatest swear word is:

"NELSON TANG"

Went straight to piano class stinking from practice again this week. Teacher reprimanded me for not practicing the piece he gave me. Got a Czerney and Petite Mari, Petite Femme-duet. Did sight-reading which I kept backtracking to correct mistakes and got forced to go on again and again.

Borrowed clarinet from Aik Hooi. Thanks la. I will take care of your baby.

Went for morning jog at Bukit Kiara today with mother and sister. Met Aunty Lee Chen while walking. Chatted for a while then ditched mother behind to jog with her. Covered 2 rounds before going for breakfast. Did not get tired.

Returned and prepared to prepare lunch. Not looking forward to school. Not unless you've got something fun for me. Ok maybe I'll go see my crappers. Maybe I'll start doing Moral and Sejarah. Maybe I'll even attend tuition classes I don't believe in.

Looking for more inspiration for my writing. But people are so dull these days.