Guitar festival was hmm... overall well done (self praise). But we really put in alot of efforts lah... I'd been learning that 'El Choclo' (isit spelled like this?) for like 2 months plus? There about... learn until im kind of haunted by the song. The song just refuses to leave my head... it keeps ringing inside me when i eat/sleep/daydream/shit/play/stone etc etc. Finally, it's over... I'll not be playing the song again i guess. Plus, i won't be touching my guitar till promos over... But i predict i won't be able to resist not touching it... Guitar's my lover by the way...
The freaky thing was the microphone was placed right in front of me during the performance. The AV man shifted it right in front of my fretboard which was difficult to hear my atrocious playing cause the sound i supposed, is louder near the hole. The AV guy should just dump the mic into the hole of our guitars. Whee!! I wanted to shift the mic lower nearer to the hole using my legs. I analysed and concluded that it would be pretty unglam if i did so... imagine the audience watching intently at us playing and then one stupid performer go and use her legs to shift the mic while trying to play at the same time.
Another freaky thing was my guitar was pretty much out of tune before the dry run and i had a hard time trying to tune my guitar. Wao lao...all the sweat sia... I couldn't tune using elaine's nor cherylene's tuners... the notes were jumping here and there. i had to use the $67 one. I managed to tune using the 67 dollah one but not without screaming and cursing both the guitar and tuner... I looked pretty much like a siao zao bo attempting to tune my guitar while walking. Cursing everything, screaming to vent my frustrations, nearly sat on the floor and bawled and clutching my guitar in a weird manner cause it was threatening to fall out of my grasp... Hai~ Managed to tune it anyway. The power of the 67 dollah tuner...
My aunty walked to the bus stop to fetch me home after the guitar thingy... So sweet! I was so damn touched. My cousins didn't want to tag along with my aunt to bring me home cause they were plain lazy... but who cares? I'm contented with my aunt... :D
Holidays over!! AWWWW.......... (kick table, curse, bang my head against the wall,throw tantrums) I don't want to go back to school. I don't want to be constantly reminded that promos coming and i'll have to get my ass off the computer and do some serious mugging... BOO HOO HOO!!!
I think i hadn't done anything that is deemed fruitful during this holiday. I studied only an ant hill compared to the mount everest of stuff i'm supposed to study for promos. I want to get promoted but i'm scared i can't be promoted then i'll be stuck with that sickening green uniform for three years...
ARGH!!!!!
Just felt like doing that for no apparent reason...
Pimples popping out myforehead and i blamed it on the durians... durians are supposedly heaty and i suspect they cause pimple outbreak as well...
Me: Wao lao! I have alot of pimples leh!
Aunt: Can u be more ladylike and don't use the crude language!
Me: Must be the durians' fault. Wao lao!
Me: Opps!
Aunt: Don't blame the durians... (protective tone)
You see... my aunt totally worships the king of the fruit empire....
But, i still think it's durians' fault....
Me: VJC people call themselves Victorians... What are we called?
Huichan: (pensive expression)
Me: Temasnacks
Huichan:(same time as me) Tjcians
(burst out laughing)
i blamed it on the lack of sleep. I actually wanted to say 'temasekians' but i learnt from Ah Chan ater that it was for temasek sec. " Ya...remember now... tjcians... it's so not innovative lor. Plus it sounds like tkgians. I still have problems with it....
I remember the first day in school, Ah Loke was addressing us... she still wasn't used to saying tjcians... She nearly blurted out tkgians i guess.
Ah loke: Good morning T(short pause) Jcians....
Wahaha!! I remembered laughing at her...( i'm evil right? I know...)
All of a sudden, a deafening noise sounded. It was my stomach growling...
Oh! I feel like eating Old Chang Kee's curry puff... (lick my lips)
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