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I sit by myself talking to the moon and the stars

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Saturday, March 27, 2010

Hais..it's sunday, weekend but i have to wake up early for our last performance today at Kembangan CC. Reached there just nice 9.15 am. i was so happy cos we don't have to carry the drums and stands from school to here. ya lah. it's always like that. whenever its our last performance, sumthing good will always happened. hais. i wish it could happened before that too. yada yada yada yada. practicce 4-5 times. change then eat. its 12.07pm and get ready at the drums. while waiting for the GOH to come, we slack, talk and stuff. happily talking away when an old man came and knock on my drum and ask "name siape?" he went back and talk to his friend. they were both like looking at me. OMG!! what was that for sia?! why suddenly come and ask my name?! stop ehk you all. peminat, peminat. taq perlu uhq. the time comes, played the drums but it was the first time in our life, in performing, we got cut off! WTH!! heloo!! we're performing so show some respect! second, the ministers, much better than just now; they stayed till we finished the whole thing. everything done, keep the drums and stands, changed, chill in the room for 15-20 minutes and then go home.

♥i've got no time for feeling sorry
@ Saturday, March 27, 2010