i think i just smoke through another hectic week.
today is the only day i can reach home seeing the sun bright in the sky.
unlike the past 4 days, only manage to see the dark sky. =(
my body is getting increasingly overworked.
yearning for more sleep, more rest.
though i highly doubt so...
with our standard like this. i guess i will reach home even later!
and its like only TWELVE freaking days left! =( !
such an awesome cca like dance only managed to clinch a gold.
looking at ours. *shake head sadly*!
i hope there really is a miracle in this last lap.
i hope that all my late nights are not put to waste at all.
i hope that we will pull through and see that shining gold at the end.
i hopt that i can experience yet again the experience i had 2 years back.
bitter and sweet. nervous and relief. tears of joy. happiness. satisfaction.
this will probably be my last syf. and i do hope it will only bring back gd memories.
which sadly isnt accumulating any these few months...
it wasnt enjoyable at all. totally ZERO.
but why? what is it all for??
its for my passion i have in my cello.
which was nearly killed by this freak conductor and orchestra.
but still, i will hold on to it till the end.
reflecting on my days back in ncso and payco.
i guess one orchestra should not kill my passion at all.
please grant a miracle. please.


When we lose one we love,
our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we love not enough.