blog/enigma

Monday, October 23, 2006

12:15 AM

I SOLEMNLY SWEAR I SHALL BLOG AS FREQUENTLY AS I CAN INSTEAD OF SMSING, PLAYING RAKION/GUNBOUND, LOITER IN THE BAND ROOM HOPING FOR SOME NICE SENIOR TO GET TO KNOW ME BETTER. Or something like that.
Well, here's the big decision. I shall blog like none other before.
I don't know if it's a voluntary dislike to blogging or the lack of enthusiasm to continue to something so mundane. Probably, it's because of my thrill-seeking nature. As I always say, I know myself very well. So. My record at blogging is 27 entries. That's quite good already... for a 4 month span. Well, I realise my folly at blogging - I maintain too much of a reader-oriented blog. So the reader would know exactly what I ate in the morning, which teacher scolded me for being nice, and blah blah blah.
And for the sake of those people who can only read in proper English, I've tried to type all my entries in PROPER ENGLISH (Which somehow spawned from the hope that some day some famous author might come across my blog and declare it a work of pure intellectual talent and will craft me into his disciple.)
Dream on, boy.
Face it, nowadays, unless you type like TiS in your blog, either you are a fanatic activist of the English language, or you dislike teenages. Both would label you as a freak.
By the way, I am the former, thank you very much.
Not that I type in proper English though. I try to, but I'm sure if I paste this entry into Microsoft Word, I will see all the squiggly lines mocking my command of English. Sentence structure is a little hard to fathom when you move into modern literature.
Well, a few things to complain about.
Firstly, my overwhelming workload. It seems contradictory that my amount of work has increased after the examinations. In fact, the examination period was the most relaxed one - sleep in the band room till 7.30, wake and go for the exam. (By the way, they were so easy I almost lamented my revision was too short. And I didn't revise.)
Currently, I have a few things to settle. I shall name them and those of you who don't know, be prepared to hold your jaw.

1) The band is holding an end-of-year concert. So I have practice nearly every day, eight to six. That's one great holiday gone. And the concert's on Boxing Day. So that would spell the end of Christmas partying for me... Anyway, who would want to go for a concert when everybody's mourning the 2004 tsunami disaster? Whoever thought of the date must be either stupid, retarded or plain ignorant. (Take note, I'm not trying to target anyone here, LAM LAM LAM LAM LAM [by the way, if you don't get it, it's 'Chan Lam', aka, 'chant LAM', greater effect when you 'chant LAM while bowling])
Okay, maybe I am targeting.
Anyway, these dates are horrible. Are they trying to ruin my life or what? My only comfort lies in that the majors have to suffer alongside with me.
Oh, and my senior, the Sec3 one, is off to Malaysia in that period. So Weiqi, Jinghao[who is practically crap and can't even play the chromatic scale] and I are left to cope. And during a recent conversation with Mr. Lim, he added menacingly that, 'Oh, of course there will be Euphonium solos. Lots of it.' on the account that Jiunn Lin (that's the Sec3 I'm talking about by the way) might turn up for the concert. FAT CHANCE. SLIM HOPE. Not that he's a slacker like Jinghao anyway.
By the way, Mr. Lim haven't even decided on the repertoire yet.
So perhaps I can prank call him and force him into selecting Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars or using 'The Stars and Stripes Forever', focussing on the flute and piccolo instead.
I'm digressing too much, aren't I.

2)I'm planning the PCPS P5 Camp. I did that last year, so I'm back. But it's turning out rather roughly, with the PSLE and all. That would mean I can't touch the P6s (volunteers) and with the recent examinations, a lot of the committee is missing.
The next meeting's tomorrow. I need to print out the stuff.
I'll just cross my fingers. The camp's on 9-11 of November, so it would definitely clash with band practice. Nothing's going to stop me. I shall skip band practice if I have to. I used to hate the band, and I took half a year to grow to love it. Now I loathe it again, surprise.
Nah, not exactly loathe it. Just disliking some people in the band. And I SHALL name names.
-LIUZHEN
I originally liked you, but sorry, after that night when you blasted at me, I'm sorry to say I wasn't very impressed and I feel sorry for the future of the band. With you as a Drum Major, the band will not 'elevate to greater heights' unless you improve your non-existing leadership skills.In fact, it would fall into the mud and roll there. I don't care if you had a bad day or whatever, but using your 'inferiors' as a method of releasing your rage is a mark of poor intrapersonal skills and disgusting leadership. You revolted me that night, and when you said your impression of me changed, I was glad, truly. I don't want to have anything to do with you.
And you are the reason that makes me think twice if I really belong to the band.
My mind flashes back to the nights when I'm the only one left in the band room trying to practise. And the wee hours of the morning when I'm the first one to come to the band room and memorise scores. And the fact that I rush to the band room and stay there even though I could go home and play computer games. And when people ask me why I devote myself to the band so much, I reply, 'Why not?'
Anyway, when you said, 'next time when you are rude to me, pumping also. that's what Mrs. Chan told me' [I've edited the spelling mistakes, by the way] I was really furious at how you are reduced to such a weakling. Now, I'm just nonchalant. Which scares me, because if I feel nothing, then it would mean I have given up. There might be a chance I might go somewhere else instead of trying to struggle out a way through a tyrannic and intellectually disabled Drum Major.
And that's all for the emotional carthasis. I have nothing to do with the above, my evil twin wrote it, so don't pump me in front of the whole band. It will be SO EMBARASSING!
Get the thick sarcasm and move on.
I can't think of more insults, so let's go on with that.

3) Erm. The third one's a secret. Those people who know, will know. So no point typing it out HAH.

You know, I just read my previous entries and found them highly amusing. Maybe that will be the inspiration to keep me from killing blogs.

So in a nutshell, I'm going bonkers trying to cope. Help...
Anyway, one interesting fact before I go... I'm getting a new fridge tomorrow. So the current refridgerator is like beside the sink (if you can't imagine that, try moving your fridge a little) and so... we will have 2 fridges. Which might mean double the chocolates, double the yogurt, double the frosty icicles.
I hope. As they say, 'You can even eat the sweet tooth when you got one... as it's sweet.'
Okay, I said that. Lame, but true... since 'sweet' is the adjective, then the sweet tooth must be a sweet tooth!
Wow, I surprise myself with my own brand of twisted logic.
Oh, and one last digression before I hit the sack (it's like 1:17AM now.)
I'm watching this horrible movie named 'Singapore Dreaming'. And, like all local productions, I find this movie damnably sick. Rujun agreed with me on its lack of creativity and lame themes. And I'm saying that before even watching the movie. Wait till tomorrow, and find yourself some profanity filter for my description of the movie.
Okay, me, as a Singaporean, got to dream now. Of Liuzhen being tortured or me being found by a famous author regarding my brilliant blogging skills.
Oh wells.

signed, jiasheng