Mental Missives

Just hung up the phone. I was talking to QingLun. He's like so happy, whereas im like already so bored. Well, for the sake of money, he's so willing to do anything. So, the NAFA Chinese ensemble performed at Esplanade today. Its one of the best gig ever... really... we get to earn like $20 for 2 days, 4 performances. So much right? I bet ur like so jealous.

I took the MRT to school. At Novena, i met Jwen, but i quickly ran to the bus-stop because i pretended that i didnt see her. I boarded bus 57 and waved bye to Jwen. She called me and asked if it goes to school. I told her confidently that it does. Then, at LittleIndia, i saw ZhengQiang and Charmaine at the bus-stop. They didnt board my bus, and i started to wonder if they know that bus 57 goes to school. I started laughing to myself. Then, the bus went straight instead of turning into Bencoolen. I was like...

I walked all the way to SimLim, by foot. And withdrew $20 from the ATM, and headed to school, by foot. Well, i reached there later than them... because i took the wrong bus! Jwen laughed at me... and i was so speechless with my stupidity. Im like so stupid! Anyway, i bought a piece of fish before running up for choir. Today, we rehearsed EricWatson's piece with the band. Its different from what ive expected... There are some parts which didnt sound quite as forceful as how i'd imagined. The entrance was super noisy, and kinda messy. The flutes were running, while others were sustaining long notes. The running notes, in arpeggiated figures didnt sound quite in tune, nor in time.

After that, i headed for lunch with the Chinese ensemble gang. I brought them to the coffeeshop beside the soya place. TingTing and YouYi bought soya for me, i think i havent paid them yet... shit. Then, my food came first. I waited till my noodles were like going dry, almost evaporating... and becoming dust. Then, finally... after a chunk of lame jokes from Dedric, and waiting for everybody's food to arrive, then we started eating. I was busy thinking of something... so i kept quiet. QingLun didnt join us, because he was still at home. He didnt come for choir today, fortunately DrGoh aint in some really bad mood. He said that HaiJie has failed the module. Thats so fast. Quicker than bullets. After eating, i sat there and waited for the rest. Slowly, everybody has finished their food, except for some who were still drinking, but theres only one, Jonathan, who was still eating. We were running late for ensemble practice, so i wanted to quickly just pay and leave. But, ive to sit there and watch this shameless creature finishing everybody's food. Let me describe it, lets see if u find it pleasant to imagine. He asked Dedric whether he can finish up his leftovers. Dedric ordered some claypot tofu, and there were onions, some little scrab of vegetables and some gravy. Jonathan took the claypot and finished it all up. Then he took YouYi's leftover rice, which turned kinda dry already, and he finished it up with Jason's left over gravy sauce. Everybody was sitting there watching him eat. Well, cant blame him for not having a sense of shame, because it runs in his blood. He must have thought that he's so funny and stuff. I find that an ultimate disgust. I couldnt resist, and i said that he has no sense of shame. I didnt feel bad, but guilty because i told myself to ignore such a crude creature. But well, ive no choice but to vilify such unsightly acts. After that, he left very quickly, walking all the way infront. Well, everybody waited for him, and he walked off first in such a hurry. What the hell right? Fucked up means... fucked up. I couldnt stand it, i told ShuMin some things. Im intending to tell her everything that i told QingLun and others. Well, its not time for war, but for a warning that everybody should be aware of in order to judge for themselves... instead of being blinded by this creature's masked innocence. Imagine eating with RenaPhua or DrGoh one day, and finding them eat like that... can u imagine? Its impossible... ive only seen kids eat like that. I used to be like that, and i still am. I'll finish up my Mom's food... or home cooked food. But, well... in public i'll refrain myself from being so crude and uncivilised. Its only some principles that people should have, instead of forcing an image of a playful boy into people's mind.

Enough. Stop it, dun be so evil.

The rehearsal was crap. TingTing and i played Percussion, then after that... they started rehearsing other things. I'll be playing LiuQin for that concert, i suppose. But well, ive no LiuQin. So, i took out my earpiece and started dozing off. KaiXiang was reading his book, then he went to sleep too. I took Michelle's Pipa and played for Dedric's piece. Michelle was too bored... but imagine, thats the kind of life in NAFA. Michelle, u must get used to it. After that, Andy, QingLun and i went to eat.

I didnt eat, because i didnt feel quite hungry at all. We started talking about Batman and Superman. Then, stories that are all linked with the superheroes. Its very lame. But well, had fun. Then, we also talked about gig performances. Other than that, Andy was being so gay. He is really funny, and nice too... but uve to force him to be nice at times, he isnt really very initiative, but he can be.

Went back to school, and moved the instruments down into the bus before heading for Esplanade. MrYeo was teaching rhythm exercises in a classroom, for the dance students, i suppose. I stood outside and started clapping my hands in awe after he played the first line on a Triangle. Its so funny... and thanks to JunRu, who initiated to help me move the Percussion instruments. Where are the others? Well, as usual... not around. Especially the guys, people like Jonathan are just a rare breed. Nevermind them... QingLun didnt help too. We moved the instruments down and travelled a long way to get into the bus. It was such a waste of time... because we went down by the cargo lift, which is linked up with the back, which i thought where the bus would be. This is complicating, i know. ShuMin started taking photos in the bus. We were making so much noise in the bus, and talked a chunk of crap. Mostly delivered by Dedric.

Anyway, the bus driver dun wanna drive into the loading bay. He gave many excuses that the bump will hit his bus, and his bus is too long, and the bottom is kinda heavy. We started making really dirty jokes out of his statements. Really long? Big? Heavy? We were like... amazed. We asked ShuMin and Anthea to go check the uncle out. During lunch today, Anthea wanted to say yes in Cantonese... but pronounced it as vagina instead. Its so funny! Imagine her repeating the word many times. We were like madly laughing away...

We unloaded everything and still continued making fun of the uncle. We got our passes and headed to our room. Its the place where i waited during the competition last year! ShuMin and i were like... shocked. We brought out the Percussion instruments and started setting up. We ran through the pieces for sound test. After that, we were dismissed till the performance time. We headed for dinner. I sat there and did nothing, because i wasnt hungry. Everybody bought food, but its a pity that Jonathan didnt sit beside MinHui and gang, or else he can help finish up all the leftovers on the table, some on the floor... and JunRu's prawns too. I bet he felt kinda on the losing end. He always want things for his own advantage. He'll use others in every way that he can, and not help others. What terms of help? Well, simple things are fine with him, like help buy food... or pick up pencils and stuff. He cant commit to anything, and i bet friendship is something he isnt good in committing too. But well, he has MinHui, who will get jealous of at times.

I better stop here. Again...

Im so tired already. Lets just end this entry. The performance was shitty, but better than usual. Took photos during the interval with MrYeo. Then, headed outside with QingLun. Nothing else...

Had supper, which was my dinner, with XiangPeng at MarinaSquare. We talked about music making, as well as his plans and my plans. He is really quite an inspiration. He told me things that ive realised before, but nobody accepted my idea before. He reminded things that i know of, but might have forgotten. Its really good to talk to him. We talked till the cleaner has to tell us that they're closing. We both ordered curry. He bought me drinks too, again. Thanks XiangPeng.

LianWei was talking to me on MSN, then i replied short and sweet. He asked if im blogging... and hell, he's right! QingLun has been coming online more often, ever since he has gotten his new laptop. For somebody like him, with so many computers and laptops at home, its strange that he can be such a computer noob. But for Andy, its even more surprising. He asked how can he get to the Yahoo site, when he has the internet browser there already... just that its tuned to Studentnet.

Sometimes, stories come in packages. Some in missives, just mentally... and we've to open them with our mind. Its different, because everybody has their own understandings and inference of a certain subject. It'll depend on mentality, maturity and acceptance to certain issues. Missives, a written letter.