We finally got to sing Ave Maria on Thurday. I was happy. Hahas.
When Ms Ong asked if there were anymore songs we were interested in singing, the seniors mentioned Ave Regina coelorum. I lent her my score to take a look as the others didn't bring it with them and the juniors don't have the score yet. The thing was that after she took a look, she forgot to hand it back to me. I kept asking her but she took no notice of me till the third time then did she hand it back to me and apologised. Lol, it is quite embarrassing to call someone and he or she does not reply.
I actually told Mr Wong that I did not practise Greesleeves at all. Well, I didn't have time to. So he did not really say much after I played as I did not practise and there was nothing much he could say. At least I did not get scolded.
We recorded the history podcast project already. My role is the great-grandson of the survivor from the World War II. It's weird to hear my recorded voice. Firstly, I think everyone sort of thinks that my voice is quite low. But the recorded version of my voice sounds so... girly, in a way, slightly bimbotic. It's really strange. But young boys are suppose to have high voices I guess.
And if white hair ain't enough, Anna claimed that she saw some golden strands of hair on my head. Well, someone ever told me that I have red strands of hair too. Maybe it's just the lighting. I just hope not to get grey hairs. Somehow, they look much more scary than white strands.

Labels: Crez chorale, guitar, School Days

This post will have plenty to do with MRT trains.
This morning, I stepped on some poor guy's slipper. It's a good thing that he had a good sense of balance - otherwise he would be lying on his face, flat on the floor in the next second. And that's worse. The best part: he seemed not to notice that he was walking with only one slipped until my mum publicly exclaimed, " Aiyoh, whose slipper is that?". Then he backtracked and slipped on his slipper. Pity that guy. All happened in full view of the passengers on the train. And I see him sometimes on the train coz he also alights at Redhill. That's bad. He will know me as the evil girl who steps on people's shoe. Anyway, my mum was laughing aloud. I was making an olympic effort not to laugh and to keep a straight face so as not to cause further embarrassment for that guy. Oh well.
I saw Jiayi on the train yesterday. Finally someone who recognises me. We didn't say much as I was already alighting and she had just got on at Bedok.
Anyways, where was I? Oh, I took the train back with Jolene this afternoon. I fell asleep on the way and NO, I didn't fall on any one's shoulder. Good thing that I didn't too. Hahas. There was this guy who was sitting opposite and he was oozing such X-factor. Most of the girls that got on after that kept saying that he's cute and stuff. Although I can think of better looking guys, I must admit that he is really striking. Such people are lucky. They have this natural charisma to them and they attract attention from both genders. Lucky, huh.

Labels: School Days

I find taking antibiotics troublesome. They are usually difficult to swallow and you have to finish the whole course of them.
I went to the clinic on Monday after drama and choir. And due to my voice, I had to be the casket for the drama skit thing. Yes, I lost my voice, hence I could not rehearse at all, so it would make perfect sense if I get a role which has no need for speaking the lines at all. It was quite...awkward though. Yes, I don't have to memorise any lines, it's easy being a non-living character, but it seriously is idiotic. This was what I wrote for the reflection on my character:

"I'm the casket. Oh joy! I loved being the casket as I looked so idiotic and I don't have any lines to remember."

Anyway, it was fun taking candid shots of people. =]
Oh, and a lizard jumped on me before Home Economics practical exam. How wonderful, you might say. Well, it is pretty easy to tell what I did next. I SCREAMED. Forget about losing my voice, I got my voice then. I never knew I could scream even when having so much phlegm clogging my throat. It. Was. Horrible. The (*^&$^^(*_)&#%^&*((#$%^^)_ lizard jumped onto my apron and fell into the pocket. I was jumping there, trying to untie my apron when the lizard climbed out and leaped down, running to the other side of the room. Just to make sure it was gone, I got Harriet to untie my apron for me [while I was screaming like hell]. I was hyperventilating then, that was why I couldn't untie that damn knot. But I've never seen a lizard jump or leap before. Sheesh. Why must it be that table? I wonder what would happen if the lizard was at the teacher's table instead.
I think I'm gonna fail the exam though. My tart was burnt. No. It was charred. Sigh.
Thank goodness it wasn't a cockroach. I'd die if it was a cockroach instead of a lizard. I think I would be shrieking with more gusto than the fire alarm. Okay, I should not and would not imagine what would happen then. Eeeek.

Labels: Crez chorale, School Days

My throat is clogged with phlegm.
I felt feverish yesterday. Tsktsk, Juniper passed her germs to me.
I'd just watched the last episode of My Girl. =] Okay, this post is gonna be brief as I only have fifteen minutes to use the computer.
I made several mistakes for my lesson today. Partly because of my watch. Most of the time, I would take out my watch when playing but it kept getting caught in the first string. Don't ask me how. It was quite embarrassing and the air-conditioner inside was killing me. Okay, time's up.

Choir camp was fun, but troublesome. I feel ill now. And I finally gave Juniper her birthday present. She calls it THE duck. The only male/bisexual duck who can lay eggs and his eggs are even better than female ducks, plus he has an extra wing XD
We had the slow jog [ is that how it's supposed to be spelt? ] in the morning, whereby we did some game in which teamwork is required. Sop1s were the first =] And after that, we sang Mama Mia.
For lunch, we all went to Redhill hawker centre to eat. It was raining heavily by then, so everyone needed to use umbrellas. Anyway, Juniper, Zhuo Min, Claudia and I shared a table with an old man. The mixed rice there was pretty good. On our way back to school, Juniper sang Christmas songs - and she got mixed up between Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer and You Better Watch Out. I tried singing along with her but she is really funny ... I was laughing most of the time xD
We did the Amazing Race after that. Had to go all the way to Tiong. Oh, and coz the other sections caught up with us, we ran all the way from the station to school in the rain. Yes, everyone was wet. This time, the order was exactly the other way round, alto2s, alto1s, sop2s then sop1s. Then everyone slacked for some time before starting on Dancing Queen and Chiquitita. Money, Money, Money is truly a weird and desperate song.

Labels: Crez chorale, School Days

It's raining heavily now.
It's funny how raindrops are like tears, sliding off surfaces and falling from the grey eyes of the skies. I always think of this whenever it rains. But it's also cheerful in a melancholic way - the sky is crying for you and your misery. Even if you aren't miserable or anything, it's like your comrade, forever siding you unconditionally. Just like a parent.
I have always viewed the weather as emotions I guess. Silly as it seems. I dislike sunny weather though. Although people view the sunny skies as cheerful, it's a total annoyance to me. Doesn't it seem like the weather is deliberately trying to anger you further by making you feel warm and irritated? But of course, like everything else, there are always the pros and the cons. I wouldn't like it to rain if I'm having an outdoor activity that I really like or if I'd forgotten to bring an umbrella on that day. Although I think I would be admiring the monochrome background under some shelter. I think I prefer windy days over sunny ones too. Just that I don't think I appreciate the wind messing my hair till I look like some lost madwoman.
I've just found that despair is more like quicksand and not like the sadness everyone thinks it is. it may not purely sadness. It's like a drug, that would drag you down without your realisation. To struggle would only result in frustration. The best way is to only try your best to seek the best way to wake up, I guess.

Mama Mia is such a catchy song =] We got the scores for Dancing Queen and Mama Mia by Abba on Thursday. At least they are much better to sing than Regina Caeli >< Till now, I still can't sing Regina Caeli well. x_x
Anyway, Ave Maria sounds really good when all the sections combine.
I've got nothing much to blog about actually. So I hereby advise you not to read any further as it will just be the usual daily rantings.
There isn't any holiday to speak about. Just because of the many projects, I will have to go to school everyday during the March holiday. I don't mind going for the choir camp or the Science lesson and I usually don't care about projects - I will just do it. But I really dislike it when the different teachers decide to give so many projects at once. We are humans after all. Well, at least I hope all of us are in this case.
Moving on from this dreary topic, I have finally found my favourite Chupa Chups flavour this morning! Somehow, I just can't find the one I want at any store =/ And I forgot what is the name of the flavour again. Darn. I can only remember the design of the wrapping. Anyway, I bought it from this old provision shop this morning. Oh well, maybe it is such an old flavour that almost no one sells it? I passed the shop when I went to the salon to trim my hair.
The hair stylist that has been trimming my hair is going to transfer to yet another salon. She said that it will still be in Tampines. This time, I made it clear that I don't want it that short. I still can recall the disaster she created last time - she cut my fringe too short and it was horrendous. At least, this time, she trimmed it and knew that I didn't want it too short.
While she was busy trimming my hair, I'd suddenly thought about this strange question that someone asked me not too long ago. 'Why do boys like girls with long hair?' 'Tis strange, but I found that it seemed to be quite true.I don't know why, but in my Primary school and in TK, the boys seemed to like those with long hair. Sadly, even if I did have long hair last time, no one was interested in me in that way. Hahas. Yes, that's how sad my life is. Okay, I'm drifting from the topic here. Anyway, I asked my friend. And it IS true that boys do like girls with long hair.

Labels: Crez chorale

I watched the movie that I'd wanted to watch so much this evening. August Rush is such a beautiful movie! Basically, it is about how music finds people and not the other way round - about how people react to music around them. And the connection it creates amongst people with its visual poetry. Although a bit too whimsical, the music helps to make the movie great =] Gosh, I lovelovelove August's Rhapsody. And Freddie Highmore is such a good actor. Well, I have always liked him for his acting and looks.
Oh, and I bought a Rubik's Cube today. Although I am still trying to solve it on my own =P
Well, I have no time to post something substantial today. Ta.

The song that's playing now is Missing by ELLE GARDEN. I like them very much coz their English is really good as compared to the other bands. And their English lyrics are also grammatically correct =D And, unlike what some people think, they are a Japanese rock band.
I'm not listening to just one band these days. So I'm more or less listening to songs by many many bands =p
The TPC is so heavy! But I love it and of course, I definitelyabsolutelypositively love my slipcase too ^^ And I definitelyabsolutelypositivelyfantastically love the weather today. Okay, I wanna watch 'My Girl' now. It's a great comedy =D