photos from AEWF and beyond.

mindy and myself, in the dressing room.

desiree and myself, preparing for the concert.

alumni choir girls.

i thought jiayan deserved special mention for NOT SHOWING UP.
kudos to the ones who did, though.

honestly, thank you all, especially my darling colleagues, ruth and layhoon, for coming to support me. although a watermelon wasn't really the flowers i expected [or demanded :) ] it was greatly appreciated and i assume i will come around to eating it some time. :) to my dearest old friend sng jiayan, thank you, even more, for conveniently forgetting. [i am so vindictive, am i not? :P]

to my dear floppy, i really missed talking to you! seeing you again was fantastic. and yes, get off your skinny little bottom and organise the class party you keep mumbling on about! lazy little bugger. but yes, seeing you was nice. and it's gratifying knowing that you have gone from a life of danger and extreme excitement to spending one hour a day in an air-conditioned room and then sweating for the remainder of the day. safety over sanity, i would say!

special thanks to my mother, who bothered to come support us even though we (meaning my mom and i) had just argued the day before.

to the acjc choir and all the various individuals who make it, thank you, for everything you've given me. it's indescribable.

an evening with friends 2006.

this is why i love the acjc choir.

so exciting!

ACJC CHOIR CONCERT IS IN TWO DAYS!

it truly never fails to amaze me how excited i get when i think of AEWF 2006. it's my first year as an alumni, so i suppose my excitement is justified, but it still never fails to amaze me. today was a grueling day of PTMs, so when i got home and was looking through my scores i was somewhat shocked by the sense of rejuvenation it gave me. i think the music this year is truly brilliant!!! YAY!!!

okay i'm running purely on a high at the moment.

i think it only truly struck me some time this week how integral choir is to my life. when AEWF is over and alumni practices end, i honestly don't know what i'm going to do with my saturdays. i've gotten accustomed to knowing that every week i'm gonna get to make music with people i love.. it's become like.. sustenance. or perhaps i've just become more maudlin.

in any case.. i'm surprisingly happy on weekends, and i don't know how things are going to change once it ends.

okay, my excitement has just fallen due to depression.

goodnight.

Lord, help me!

have you ever had this feeling that you were quite, quite dead, only that no one knew it aside from you? probably not. it's highly unlikely, in any case.

basically, i'm dead. or if i'm not at the present moment, i will soon be.

the truth is, i'm just feeling really horrible because.. they have officially ruined x men three. utterly ruined. the indignity of it! i shall not give spoilers to anyone else who wants to watch the movie, but honestly. a scriptwriter stupid enough to kill off the two best characters in the comic thirty minutes into the show has to have some screw loose somewhere.

argh. i am fuming with righteous indignation, and it's just fiction. in fact, it is MORE than fiction. it is a fictitious off-spin of an original fictional work. which is, essentially super-fiction... or hyper-fiction.. in any case, it is fictionalised fiction, and it is UNFORGIVABLE.

i am very tired because i am writing this at one am when i should be prepping for the PTM tomorrow.

THE INDIGNITY OF IT ALL.

anyway, what adds to my colossal frustration is the fact that my parents never seem to get out of the whole "you're so irresponsible; you don't deserve this; we're your parents and we know better" rut. true, on a certain level, they do know better. but this is ridiculous. a decision about my life, and i'm just supposed to leave it in their hands hoping that they'll make the right decision for me?

okay this is taking an uncomfortable turn into the memories of my adolescence, and i refuse, absolutely REFUSE, to go there.

i am better than that. you hear me? i am BETTER THAN THIS.

harumph.

ah, bugger off, all of you.

bye bye, my babies.

saying goodbye is always tough. but it's worse when you're leaving them behind.





goodbye, two charity; miss chong will miss you. :)

"We, the class of Primary 2 Charity, pledge that we will help our teacher to clean up the class and we will help her to do something when she needs our help and we will be good students and we will be a very good good and to be a very nice girl we will behave like a girl and not like a boy. We will always be a good good girl and listen to you. We will do anything that you want us to do. And we will polite to teachers, uncles and aunties. We will also study for our exam and be good students. We will care for each other and pay attention in class. We will also share our things with each other."
-P2C Class Pledge, written by: The Pink Rabbits

"We, the class of Primary 2 Charity, pledge that we will be good pupils and help one another. We will work hard and pay attention in class. Champions are not those who never fail but those who never quit. We will love and respect the elderly. We will show gratitude and humility, sisterly love and dignity for all. We will lead and serve, create and celebrate and learn from life. We will be good girls and treat animals nicely. We will always be quiet in class and listen to our teachers that teach us. We will appreciate what we have and help those who are in need."
-P2C Class Pledge, written by: The Golden Retrievers

thank you for making it so easy to love you.