Friday, July 11, 2003
wad is happiness? It's something that ppl want..which means they do not have it. who doesn't want any happiness? I do.. I have found my happiness..after all the unfortunate stuffs that have happened recently this week..firstly was the Iranian twins, whom local and international doctors operated but failed to revive them..really a heartbreaking news..tot at least one will survive but..no, none. though dun really noe them..but..somehow..it was true instincts. (learnt from central's documentary, it was really very interesting)
secondly, very unexpectedly beatty chinese orchestra fell again. we failed to get at least a bronze..well..i tot we did pretty ok..everyone got really very shocked then. some immediately broke into tears. me, i guess 10 minutes later..i was really stunned upon hearing the annoncement. our conductor told us it was good, another teacher said well done..and could get at least a medal...was that all comforting words? ain't that called a lie? no it wasn't a white lie. It hurt us even more. and i didn't know that i cried so badly. I couldn't stop crying..my other pipa-mates did not even have watery eyes. actually i stopped for a while, until baoshan sort of hugged and patted me on the back, i cried even more. i get more affectionate when someone does that. den i got tissues from my teacher.. tot abt those ppl who would luff and despise the c.o..and tot abt bty c.o no more..and those reactions on " hUh! dun joke with me lah..c.o.p Again!!" - but after sitting on the bus back to school..i felt much better..i kept looking out on the streets, and alas, life ain't really so bad after all. my life has been pretty good..heck to those selfish evil souls..i've got more meaningful stuffs to ponder for..and so wat if the chs and pasir ris got gold..it was god's idea for me to lose syf competition twice in a row..he taught me stuffs abt not giving up. primary school i joined c.o and volleyball. the c.o in my pri school was always fantastic..we always got gold for syf..but for volleyball..we rarely win..and because of that..it influenced my choice in secondary school..decided to go for c.o in beatty instead of volleyball..and yep the total scenario in beatty was the complete opposite of wad i encountered in my pri school yah? another lesson learnt in life..
so this is wad life is all about. learning though experiences. gotta live to experience. so after the bus riding and watching the outskirts of spore CBD..i felt really good. I wasn't really bothered by that c.o.p anymore. ha! although waiting for the shutters of the music room at school to open up was annoying..azaleas, yeeling and I opened up and started toking. (nobody tok since the result) we felt as if we had spent the night there..i think we waited for at least 1/2 hr..saw the moon rise up in the sky and gradually brightened..was quite fun..some lower secs vent their woes by screaming out to the school field and ran..it was complete relief..ahh..but went back home to find my right hand suddenly swelled. It was reddish..and in pain. result of carrying the heavy instrument around all day.
pitter. patter. 11:12:00 PM