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Wednesday, August 02, 2006

When i was on my way back home.. i saw this little kitten sleeping in a bicycle basket.. seeing it so pitiful i brought her home.. Hmm.. But ricky dun seem to like the new comer.. he keep growling at her.. Also she was afraid of ricky.. I thought give them some time they will get use..
but it dun seem to be like that.. She was veri uncomfortable here.. so i fed her.. gave her some water.. den bring her down to the park nearest to the coffeeshop. hope she can get her food source from there.. Also that place has lesser cats to bully her..
So sorry kitty.. i wish to help u but.. its seem like i can't.. live on please . May God find her a good owner ..

I don't want to send her to SPCA. I know if i send her there.. she will sure be put to sleep.. She is a life for god sake.. If killing a human is a sin and also a crime..
why killing animal are make legal??

I hope more people will agree with me..



Saturday, July 29, 2006

Today had my Main Stdy with kenneth.. so long never see him..
Went with him to see Mona for some admin stuffs.. so my lesson was cut short..
sighh.. bt kenneth extended the lesson abit, though he have to leave actually..
What a nice teacher i have rite.

After that had Fusion Workshop.. so the workshop is about puting student of different streams together to perform a show.. so u will see classical, pop, jazz and world music student come together and perform with their instrument.. And i m so extra cos i m the only trumpeter..

After that went to have lunch with the usual group.. crap alot.. haha think we are the crappiest bunch and also the more guai and hardworking ones..

After lunch went for Gamelan.. Gamelan is an indonesia ensemble.. today we did the javanese gamelan.. when we get better we will learn other gamelan too..
It was veri fun.. need alot of concentration and focus .. also must really count ..

After that took a cab rush home to change den took cab to katong mall to buy flowers ... i saw one veri cute pig in the shop so i bought it for her.. When i see it.. suddenly just thought of her lah.. Den again took cab to cityhall.. i th0ought i will be late.. but i was early.. so ya.. lucky..cos i told myself if i miss the first song .. which she play drumset .. den i not going to watch the rest and dump the flower.. so thank god.. i enjoy the day and concert.. Everything was so good..
except i never ask her to take photo together.. sigh...
Regent did very well.. Be proud man!!



Sunday, July 23, 2006

Yesterday was my second time watching a band that is consider good.
I went to Meridian JC band concert.
They have a guest band from Japan, Meiden High School.

What good about the band is ...
They can articulate and do dynamic so good that..
The concert become their concert..
Not only that..
They have very good stamina..
Played Deep Purple medley twice,
and the second time still sounded the same as the first..
Not only that.. Their Gimmicks ..
Wonderful.. thanks to them i got more idea added to my gimmicks bank.

Today was my last day of freedom.
So tomorrow i will be starting school.
Feeling excited cos i really wanna know how a music life feels like.
SO tomorrow will be having Aural lesson in the morning ..
Haha i was put in A class for Aural which teaches harder stuffs,
and i was told to take ABRSM grade 8 by next year before i go into BA.
Stress like hell!!!



Thursday, July 20, 2006

Today was the best day of my trumpet life!! Finally i got to try instruments!!

I went to Plaza Singapore. Got my way up to Yamaha in a crowded and smelly lift. So i finally reach Yamaha and a few mins later i was hold 2 Xeno trumpets into a practice room to try.
I am impressed with the reverse leadpipe and the Gold brass bell.. It makes the trumpet easier to blow and notes in the upper range sounded more stable and broad.
The only problem is that the tuning note is veri out of tune.. I tried pulling out the slide till it almost drop( jk) but it was still sharp.
Bnyway i m not buying now.. Cos have to try around.

Buying instrument make my brain work.. At least i make an effort to do research about bore size, type of brass used and what is a reverse leadpipe.. Also i learn that, instruments of one same brand and model can be different. ok i m impress by XENO trumpets...

Went back home to sleep cause i was not feeling well .. den was dated out by ogy, erm... actually is the other way round.
Was suppose to meet him 5.30pm at bugis street's bus stop..
but thanks to that kaya jam.. ( not funny) i was very late.. OGY almost kill me with his body slam.. Ok i bought my clothes for OPUS.. hope will look nice

On my journey to meet OGY .. i was irritated by this China woman..
Imagine sitting infront of someone, talking on phone with very loud and ACT CUTE voice.. And the Beijing slang was so heavy .. ok like that i still can tahan..
bt den hor.. her conversation is so immoral lah.. flirting with uncle i think.. den keep saying what " oh darlin", " don't like that lah AR~"", " Nevermind i call you kor kor can". The whole bus can hear her u know.. Finally i cannot tahan.. so i turn around and look at her.. she saw but still talk so loud.. shameless man..

I m not saying all China citizens are like this.. Just those.. thick skins ones.

I m also chinese but just cannot tahan lah.. wah lao .. if pretty still nevermind..
that woman i think 40 plus and look like s***. ok lah appearance not impt lah..
But her action and voice.. ok let all imagine urself. Suay like hell.
I think i gonna use holy water to bath.. two days ago step on a long rusty nail, yesterday lip kena rashes.. Today met idiotic China Woman.. next time go out i will bring books of all religion(aku neutral party but more to those pai pai type) found in singapore.. so mayb wun be that suay.. If not i wear the singapore crest everywhere .. can get rid of evil.. or .. my friends who read this can buy me a jade to wear.. i veri sui bian.. 200 dollar i will be happy.

After that took bus to ubi and go Tkd.. i was sick mah.. so never train.
But after seeing them kicking sandbag, my leg also itchy.. so went kicking also..
my back veri pain lah.. last week spar with one of my coach who is 4 time my size.. kena one kick on my back og my rib cage.. lucky never break.. but nevermind.. cos i gave him a present.. He got one blue black on his shoulder.. lol..so funny lah.. he say his ahma will scold him..



Tuesday, July 18, 2006


A man in Grand Rapids, Michigan incredibly took out a US$7,000 fullpage ad in the paper to present the HOW COULD YOU? By Jim Willis, 2001

When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh.
You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes anda couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend.
Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" -- but then you'd relent and roll me over for a bellyrub.

My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together.
I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secretdreams,and I believed that life could not be any more perfect.

We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.

Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate.
I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you aboutbad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love.

She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" -- still I welcomed her into our home,tried to show her affection, and obeyed her.
I was happy because you were happy.

Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement.
I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too.
Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate.
Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love."
As they began to grow, I became their friend.
They clung to my fur andpulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigatedmy ears, and gave me kisses on my nose.
I loved everything about them and their touch -- because your touch was now so infrequent -- and I would've defended them with my life if need be.
I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway.

There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me.
These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject.
I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resentedevery expenditure on my behalf.

Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets.
You've made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I wasyour only family.
I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter.
It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness.
You filled outthe paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her."
They shrugged and gave you a pained look.
They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers." You had to pry your son'sfingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!"
And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life.
You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you.
You had a deadline tomeet and now I have one, too.
After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home.
They shook their heads and asked "Howcould you?"
They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow.

They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago.
Atfirst, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you that you had changed your mind -- that this was all a bad dream... or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me.

When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a farcorner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room.

A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood.

She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?"
Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I'm so sorry." She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned,or have to fend for myself -- a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place.

And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not directed at her. It wasdirected at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.



Sunday, July 16, 2006

Hey all..

I know many of my blog fans wants somethings to read from me..
So i hope i wun disappoint you guy with todays entry.

I really cannot think about anything to write..
How about writing my music life??

I started out like everyone..
The first music i listen to is my mum's singing,
songs that are sang to me when i was a baby..
So i grew up as a child who loves singing.
However i was not given a chance to learn,
so i have to learn on my own.

Singing is my first music life..

When i step into primary school.
I hated music lesson,
becos it was alwaes dull and dry..
So i will create lots of rubbish .. plus i hate the teacher so much..

All thanks to my mum again.
One day she came to me and say "i have sign u up in band"
Den i was like.. " Bank?.. Must give how much??"

So the first practice i went i learnt to draw tou ge( bean sprout).
den slowly learn treble clefs den my first and ever scale.. C Major..
So do theory for about a month den finally got my first instrument..
A cornet mouthpiece..

i gong gong keep blowing but no sound.. (still dnno buzzing)..
den my conductor taught us how to buzz.. so keep trying and practice
So we were stuck to mouthpiece for another month.. bored rite??
But all thanks to that one month.. i can buzz well now..

so after 2 months i finally got my real instrument.. A cornet..
shiok .. first time see the instrument as a kid i was so happy ..
borrowed it home to hao lian to my parents..
Den i was veri angry with my aunts becos they say i stupid go play song ka(funeral) for what... !! no class lah they all/... no knowledge also..

So start learning basics and little song..
My first serious song.. "GO FOR IT".. haha ..i still can remember ..

my first performance which was about the end of pri 2.. so i was in band for about a year..
Played 2 song.. " Go For IT" and "Under The Sea".

Slowly i was attach to band.. but.. sadly i was change to french horn when i was in trumpet section for a year.. so need to re-learn everything.. plus f horn is so hard to learn.. But was fun cos f horn section alwaes compare who got more saliva ..
Why??? Becos my conductor say good player will have more saliva.. haha

Ok so i was glue to horn for 4 years.. which was fun lah.. cos .. got alot of solo and also.. my conductor like horn alot..

My first and last syf is in pri sch.. ya forget to say.. i was from Maha Bodhi school.. So my school got a Gold that year and until now 5 Golds in 10 years..
i think 4 time top pri sch band .

Last year of pri sch was veri sad lah.. have to leave the band liao..
Band practice is alwaes so fun .. becos we are pure and innocent .. also everytime break time and after band we sure run to field to play soccer..
veri united..
The last thing that my conductor say to me is.. "Musician must be Humble".

Secondary school was the biggest change in my music life..
Sec 1 due to me being a ex band member.. i was chosen as librarian and was promoted lance corporal and also best recruit.. i was playing clarinet in sec 1 cos i dn wanna play horn anymore.. I was the only sec 1 with post and play first in the section..

Sec 2.. Mr Hashim came and brought significant changes to the band.. i was promoted Drum major den ... so in that year we participated in many display band performances ..

Sec 3 too many things happen..
Proud to participate in Chingay..
But dearest Mr Hashim pass alway .. We always call him father.. and I feel most .. becos he is the one that taught and groom me.. but i dun seems to learn.. disappointing rite...
i still can remember him adjusting my uniform when we were about to perform.

Mr Lim took over the band .. In the beginning i really hated him so much..
I think becos i cannot get use to his style.. so i skip band practice and stuffs..
I always think that he like to pin point on me.. haha
But after some incidents .. i learn to appreciate him..
Thanks for letting me perform for that performance.. i think you have forgotten which one.. Thats the one that woke me up from my dreams...

So after that day i was back to band.. till now i was still with band..

I really wanna thanks this 3 conductors Mr Quek Boon Hui(MBS), Mr Hashim(BNSS) and Mr Lim Yean Hwee..

I wanna walk your path.. Becos i am touch by you people.. your devotion to education inspired me..



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