i need to do something to my hair. it is so horrible. -makes a face-
my million dollar question to you: SHOULD I CUT MY stupid HAIR?
sigh.
o Lord, c'mon, c'mon, rejuvenate your poor lil' child over here.
there are some stuff i'm not happy about with my scholarship organisation but what if they don't wanna give me my scholarship anymore?! i better keep my mouth shut. they might be reading this now! (yeaaaah right.)
i dated candice on the 5th. :D she looks fabulously womanly. :) so off we went to victoria concert hall, with candice wincing all the way because of her ridiculously high heels. ah. tk band standard has plummeted. or were we once like that too? i don't know.
i admit, i miss the flute. and i miss the piccolo. i miss the thrill of running the notes in the highest octave, irritating everyone in the vicinity. (hoho. that's because i'm the highest instrument in the whole band.) the reason why i joined band in junior college was because during the joint concert with minnesota band, diana mahr seemed rather impressed with us (or maybe she was feigning it. HAHA.) and before she left she said "just keep playing the flute ok? just keep playing the flute." and i did. playing side by side with a professional band was a marvellous experience. the musical exchange to japan was one of the best memories in my band life. my section was struck with the obsessive-tuning syndrome. we tuned every single note. ok. enough. i will go on and on. and it's almost dinner time. maybe some other time when the words can flow out smoothly. my words are stuck within me now. -hmprhhh-
me.
ah^ya
child of God
25th september 1987
18-going-19
hougang kindergarten
st. hilda's primary school
tanjong katong girls' school
victoria junior college
soon-to-be university college london :)
