The bridge I crossed
One very very important event was over yesterday. It's really really my last school concert. A concert that I can call is mine. The process was tiring and troublesome and many times I just want to drop dead or better, kill off everyone else and drop dead. But in the end, nothing, absolutely nothing can fill the emptiness that the realisation that I won't be able to do this ever again brought me.
Thanks are in due, I suppose, because looking back, I realise what a total bitch I've been sometimes and I can't believe the people who have walked with me for the entire journey. Six years. That's one third of my lifetime. There were happy moments, many sad moments, angry moments, moments that made me glad to be alive and moments that I feel love and loved.
My last concert is really over and there's no way I can sleep peacefully without venting it some way (like having another concert perhaps?)
Anyway, I digress. Thanks are in due.
My parents. They've really walked with me the ENTIRE way, from my first concert when I was a little Sec 1 playing for Harmnony. I was playing suspended cymbals for G R Selections. I was too inexperienced to tell whether it was a total disaster (as I've been told) or not but honestly I felt it was quite ok, as in, I played quite ok. Then there was take off, cadenza, more cadenza, unisono, syf, play, a tempo and finally a tempo XVIII. Thanks for religiously attending every single one of my concerts and giving me positive feedback even when it wasn't really worth your money. Thank you and I love you.
Wang Rui, Shengnan, Joo Hui, Jinglin, Li Shun, Miao Ling, Char Poh and Peng Peng. Thanks for coming for nearly every single one of my concerts even though you may only have come here to sleep. Thanks for being such GREAT friends and I am really blessed and fortunate to have met you people in my life (I can ALWAYS sell off the allocated tickets ^^). Thanks for being there for me and keep reminding me that there are so many people in my life who love me and care for me. In return, I will make sure you study and ace all your tests!!!
Everyone else who came (Yang dear, Fang darling, Wang Jue, Man Yun, Preetha, Chen Xi, Lim Jiin, Hui Yi, juniors). Thank you and I hope you've enjoyed yourselves.
Mr Oura. Six years. Despite all the tears, pain and sadness, he's the absolutely best conductor a band could have and my band life was so much more enriched because of him. Thanks for exposing me to such wonderful music and knowing what's best for me even before I realise it myself. Thanks for letting us play Ocean for SYF 2005, thanks for insisting on La Mer for SYF 2007, thanks for letting us play Shirim for Inunion 2005, thanks for letting us play Merry Widow for Inunion 2004, thanks for taking us on the Japan trip, thanks for playing Kaze no Mai for A Tempo XVIII, thanks for making Silver Screen the last song. Thank you for judging me only by my future playing and not past mistakes. Thank you for teaching me to respect the instruments, respect the audience and most importantly, respect the music I am making. Thank you.
Lastly and most importantly, my section. Percussion is a collective effort. No matter how good a soloist is, there is no way he/she can play everything. When we play totally, in tempo, in sync, there is this vibe in the air, this tingling and I felt it during (some parts of) Clintonian Sketch. Thank you for putting in effort for all the pieces. Thank you for listening to my suggestions during sections (which end at obscene times). Thank you for listening to my crappy theories and accept with fortitude when I manipulate you to satisfy my sick fantasies (ok I'll admit that). Thank you for bearing with a less-than-tolerant me. Thank you for holding out against my temper. I may not be always nice but please know that you are really special to me. It was a great pleasure playing with you so please don't forget your really sick and a little insane SL. ^_^
Now I want to give myself a big big hug. I'm a genius. Yes. It's over. Get over it. Stop crying. You still have memories. Tomorrow is another day!
Thanks are in due, I suppose, because looking back, I realise what a total bitch I've been sometimes and I can't believe the people who have walked with me for the entire journey. Six years. That's one third of my lifetime. There were happy moments, many sad moments, angry moments, moments that made me glad to be alive and moments that I feel love and loved.
My last concert is really over and there's no way I can sleep peacefully without venting it some way (like having another concert perhaps?)
Anyway, I digress. Thanks are in due.
My parents. They've really walked with me the ENTIRE way, from my first concert when I was a little Sec 1 playing for Harmnony. I was playing suspended cymbals for G R Selections. I was too inexperienced to tell whether it was a total disaster (as I've been told) or not but honestly I felt it was quite ok, as in, I played quite ok. Then there was take off, cadenza, more cadenza, unisono, syf, play, a tempo and finally a tempo XVIII. Thanks for religiously attending every single one of my concerts and giving me positive feedback even when it wasn't really worth your money. Thank you and I love you.
Wang Rui, Shengnan, Joo Hui, Jinglin, Li Shun, Miao Ling, Char Poh and Peng Peng. Thanks for coming for nearly every single one of my concerts even though you may only have come here to sleep. Thanks for being such GREAT friends and I am really blessed and fortunate to have met you people in my life (I can ALWAYS sell off the allocated tickets ^^). Thanks for being there for me and keep reminding me that there are so many people in my life who love me and care for me. In return, I will make sure you study and ace all your tests!!!
Everyone else who came (Yang dear, Fang darling, Wang Jue, Man Yun, Preetha, Chen Xi, Lim Jiin, Hui Yi, juniors). Thank you and I hope you've enjoyed yourselves.
Mr Oura. Six years. Despite all the tears, pain and sadness, he's the absolutely best conductor a band could have and my band life was so much more enriched because of him. Thanks for exposing me to such wonderful music and knowing what's best for me even before I realise it myself. Thanks for letting us play Ocean for SYF 2005, thanks for insisting on La Mer for SYF 2007, thanks for letting us play Shirim for Inunion 2005, thanks for letting us play Merry Widow for Inunion 2004, thanks for taking us on the Japan trip, thanks for playing Kaze no Mai for A Tempo XVIII, thanks for making Silver Screen the last song. Thank you for judging me only by my future playing and not past mistakes. Thank you for teaching me to respect the instruments, respect the audience and most importantly, respect the music I am making. Thank you.
Lastly and most importantly, my section. Percussion is a collective effort. No matter how good a soloist is, there is no way he/she can play everything. When we play totally, in tempo, in sync, there is this vibe in the air, this tingling and I felt it during (some parts of) Clintonian Sketch. Thank you for putting in effort for all the pieces. Thank you for listening to my suggestions during sections (which end at obscene times). Thank you for listening to my crappy theories and accept with fortitude when I manipulate you to satisfy my sick fantasies (ok I'll admit that). Thank you for bearing with a less-than-tolerant me. Thank you for holding out against my temper. I may not be always nice but please know that you are really special to me. It was a great pleasure playing with you so please don't forget your really sick and a little insane SL. ^_^
Now I want to give myself a big big hug. I'm a genius. Yes. It's over. Get over it. Stop crying. You still have memories. Tomorrow is another day!