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Thursday, April 19, 2007
ahband.

i've got really bored so i searched 'ahband' on google.

i hear band music and i really miss it so much!
and i came across my junior's blog, and i saw my sec 3/4 pics there.
DAMN GROSS. even i couldnt take it.
i'm so going to show my mum later and make her have nightmares man.













LOL. disgustingly disgusting. the hair the figure the posture the everything.

i miss my bandmates!

ok so now i understood everything's that's happening. man, i really think i'm living in my own world. so history repeats, silver again. but i think my juniors are relatively nicer people than i am coz i could only recall myself cursing guitar obtaining gold 4 years back while they are like congratulating them. oh well, private reasons included :) it was that syf that i really felt something for my cca. i remembered the sec 2 syf, which we obtained the gold, i was totally indifferent. i was puzzled why my seniors cry, i didnt see the point. even when amanda/peihong asked me whether i was happy/proud, i was super cool and calm and said "gold only what." seriously kiampa! hahahaha. well, maybe karma or sth, that silver. that silver that made me cried from VCH to AHS and non stop. the only time i saw zhiwei cry, while he tried to comfort yinting and i. and the subsequent days of bitching the judges with the girls during recess, outside 4F. haha. that silver bonded us together, in some way or another. by looking at it positively, it's the gold that we have traded off for the friendship. i remembered skipping lessons for a day during j2, to rush to SCH to see the juniors perform. i blamed myself for not going back to practise with them, or at least watch them play, but i felt really happy for that gold with honours.

ahhh, i should start studying and stop all this nostalgic shit.

(i'm efficient i only did 0.000000001 chapter today. thanks to youtube)