NDP reh.

being solo snare for city march is very unnerving. esp when you're forced to wear gloves that arent your size, hence i sound like _______ when starting the 3 beat roll. then again i doubt it's entirely the fact i'm wearing gloves.

notes to self to mug open stroke rolls for the rest of my upcoming extremly free week now that assessment is over.

so embarrassing, still.

and it's really one of those face palm moments when your drumstick fly out of your hand halfway during the changing of pieces (a.k.a drum solo). thank god for the amazing saxaphonist behind me who did some full body bend to pick up the drumstick without skipping abit. (his section attributes it to his yoga training)

and. i think i might have unwittingly offended some higher up at reh. i sense some political stabbing coming my way. i hope not, though. yes. welcome to my life.

in other news, my bro went for LASIK today.

in his words: my most uncomfortable 15mins of mylife..

"felt like my eyeballs were being sucked out..."
"they were freaking painting my eyeballs..."

and now he's wearing some bug eye fibre glass plates on his eyes which really make him look like those aliens from dragon ball Z..

i'm still all for LASIK though. contact lenses are a bitch. and specs are even worse. so yea.

saveupsaveup


right. sibf reh tmr and i'm pretty happy there's no stay in tmr.

and a big thankyou to the bus uncle who was gonna stopover at sengkang's 24hr food centre, hence fetching many of us there from camp.

awesome.

right. maggimee time.