terrible day

i know i should’ve just stayed at home when i’m sick. that’s the most basic thing anyone should know. if you’re sick, don’t attempt ippt. if you’re sick, don’t attend clarinet choir practice. if you’re sick, stay at home. you’ll save yourself a lot of uneccessary unpleasantries. unpleasantries that wouldn’t have happened if you’re tucked away in that comfy bed of yours and resting.

ippt was a disaster. talk about wasting time. i probably wasted so much time and money on the test. travelling was already bad enough. the 4 static stations were a breeze and i did them without much of a sweat. unfortunately, because i have a running nose, i cannot breathe properly and therefore 2.4 was a complete disaster. i just managed to scrape a pass. and to think i was even aiming for a silver. i kinda realised the moment i started running that i’m not going to make it for silver. i’m lucky to have still passed it. wasted attempt on the silver.

clarinet choir practice was quite disastruous too. i couldn’t concentrate because of my running nose and spent half the time trying to clear my nose. and my embouchure couldn’t last anymore and i was leaking air from the sides of my mouth.

what happened after that was beyond disastruous.

jealousy is a dangerous thing. a very very dangerous thing. and one should never lose his temper because of jealousy. NEVER. one feels the effects. right in the middle of the night. it’s 3:49am now by the way.

and yes, i do feel that couples who have broken up shouldn’t remain as friends when they know they’re not even compatible as friends. there’s nothing much to say about that. nothing can right the wrong i’ve been done. nothing can right the wrong i’ve done. not even friendship. so please do leave me alone.

i wish i could go to sleep peacefully, but i can’t. not now. not tonight.

One Response to “terrible day”

  1. hL Says:

    I dunno why i cant comment on the post u posted days ago…anyway just chanced upon your blog (think last time i seen it was in aug?) so decided to drop you a line.

    Memories of a geisha…

    We first got to know each other in BAND…not rubber, not sports nor contra… but military band. and that was in 1995.

    Forced to befriend to him for 11 years already…yes…being forced…HAHA!

    Memories cannot be described using words. Both you and I once shared

    those band days… pon tank lessons go band…

    chase after me…fell down…den scarred a nice trumpet…got served by a chio SJAB gal to treat wounds hehe…

    got pestered by scary person…

    Soccer dayz…do specials…

    ktv sessions…record our lousy singing lol

    go chai chee SEC…or street…watever…waste money take cab and get nagged by taxi ulcer…i mean uncle

    gossip and talk cock sessions…not to mention corn sessions…and suaning ppl…

    late night suppers especially LAO PA SAT…

    hear me talk about all the girls i had chased and failed…not even 1 successful…haizz…

    eat lunch together and take my time go back office…

    I think you know what I mean la.haha!

    Cheers!

    TB Club President

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