BLOOD AND THUNDER!
bad things happen to people with good intentions. Simply because life's a big fat bitch with a cruel sense of humour.
My cousin invited me to join them for lunch at swensens tomorrow. I said that i was tempted but...and left it hanging. WHY? because i had a meeting involving Band. Now fuck...the meeting has to be cancelled...once again due to "divine" intervention in the form of the celestial Ms Sia. She has taken Kenrick to be her worker/prophet/messenger/computer reformatter. And now i regret implying that i wouldn't be free.
Now it seems that the band will indeed split after the next outdoor. So i am more determined than ever to help them get top display band! We're gonna put in one hell of a fight. Then i will be in the army and whoever has the misfortune of having to take the bands for the next outdoor can go eat mud cause he won't have my help. This is the final frontier...cheesy yes...but its a fact.
*lets out a long breath hissing through my teeth* I've finally found reason to write an entry. Based on my past records, it would seem that i only blog, when i my emotions are at the extremes. When the emotional ticker is within the optimal parameters, i simply have no reason to use this outlet for expression.
Anyway...today, i left my friends early in order to get home in time to go to my grandmother's place-or "Greja" as all in the family so fondly calls it- with my family. So when i finally reach home, i find out that we're not going, because my father is under the weather. Now...it's ok if we're not going because of that, what i did not appreciate was the fact taht I COULD HAVE BEEN INFORMED EARLIER! i would have stayed at Marina Square with Kai Wen and Joseph, we would have waited for Sameer and we could have broken fast - well technically we're just accompanying him- together!! My mother should have told me not to bother because the chances of us going were slim. I had a sneaky feeling this might happen when i smsed her about it, it's not the first time.... I guess i know better now....
Secondly, i am a little piqued by the fact that my closest friend did not have the balls to tell me know when i asked if he needed my help. I would have expected that after ALL THESE YEARS, he would have known better...known that i am a straight talking person who isn't one to beat around the bush...i am simply in your face. So he should have known that i appreciate things straight forward. I confess that i knew he was hiding something, and that my assistance wouldn't be needed, but i asked anyway, just to see how he would answer. And i got the answer i expected, a "nah...blah blah blah" What really peeved me was that he had to come up with some lame excusatory statement on how things would be awkward. damn it
I've been trying to draw some similarities between myself and the Dark Knight..otherwise known as Batman
we're both cold and anti-social, and we both use our minds a lot...albeit he a lot more than i do...
we have few friends, many acquaintances, he tends to narrow his eyes into slits - you always seem him do it in cartoons anyway...its like a trademark characteristic- My eyes are narrow too!!! We both manipulate situations to get things going our way
He and catwoman have a romance thing going on, i like cats too.
So thats where the similarities end... he's in peak physical condition, i obviously am not..., he's genious..i'm just capable of thinking..
He has a cape....i don't, and he's rich as hell and has a butler.
Now i know for sure that i'm a geek and i am never going to get laid....gonna be a 40 year old virgin too...which reminds me that i have to go catch that show.
*pshaw* honestly...comparing myself with a comic book super hero...i am sooo doomed.
If anyone asks me why i don't have money...it's because i buy books and feed my pets...and i buy pets. If anyone asks why i have money...it's because i've only watched one movie since last December... that was a random thing
Band members, to begin with, allow me to congratulate you for being part of the Titans Military Band. Your membership is both an honour and a privilege, as such; it is something that should not be taken lightly. Some of you may still be new to the band; because of this that passion for the band that many of your seniors share would probably be quite a mystery to the majority of you. So let me help you understand how truly significant and important your band is to the school.
Rudyard Kipling once said this, “No one, not even the adjutant can say for certain where the soul of the battalion lives, but the expression of that soul is most often found in the band.”
Now, you may not be a part of a battalion in the army, but in your case, the battalion is the school, and through your music and exploits out in the field, you give the school a medium with which it can express its soul. I’m quite sure that each of you has your own favourite genre of music, something that really gets you going or really makes your day. Some people like hip hop, others may prefer rock, while some of us like jazz. The bottom line is that the music that we like is often an expression of our thoughts, our feelings and our emotions. This is what the band can do for the school.
Imagine what the speech day or national day would be like without the presence of the band. The sound of the national anthem on a recording is nothing like the sound of it being played live. The familiar marching tunes which the various uniform groups march to during the speech day parade infuse the parade with a whole new life of its own. Many of my friends from other uniform groups have described the feeling of marching to the music played by the band as “shiok” for lack of a better word. The band provides the school with a throbbing vitality that pulses through its veins with vigour. The SYF outdoor is the one competition that is capable of inspiring literally thousands of students to flock to the Kallang Stadium to root for their own schools. There are very few competitions which possess a magnetic pull at scale like this.
This is why you should be proud of your band; this is why you should be proud that you are a part of this. If there is an entity which can represent the heart and soul of the school, it must surely be the band. And as a part of that band, you hold a huge responsibility to your school. Your attitude in class and to your studies is reflective of what the band has thought you. The lessons you will learn in your time with the band, you will carry with you into your adult life.
I bid you now, to go forth and make your school and your band proud to have you as a member.
I just wrote this for the band handbook, and im just putting it here for non-band member friends who grace this blog with their presence to read. I just want your input, hopefully i can make give it more impact. So the opinions of those who bother with a read are greatly appreciated. Especially those with exceptional writing skills! i could use some more experienced help.
Anyway, school holidays are here. I've gotten myself a new book, Steven Erikson's "Gardens of the Moon". His many wonderful reviews spurred me to make the decision to pull a very valuable and precious amount of money out of my already very light wallet. A whole 19 dollars~~!!! simply because i could not find the book at the rental book stores at tampines and parkway. Truth be told, i spent a lot more than that on the book, a journey to parkway, then to bugis, then to orchard and finally back home. Transport must have amounted to at least 4 dollars. And he hasn't disappointed me yet, it has so far been, a riveting story told by a wonderful storyteller.
I think i won't be working during the holidays, my "part time job", the band, has me committed to various administrative activities for what will be a majority part of my holidays so....there you go...i will pass yet another school vacation at home putting on weight.
