Bought a cheap mag from the store, surprisingly a cd is attached to it, and it plays a very intriguing 1970's dialogue between a girl and a man.
I was hoping for some musics eih. Hahaha.
But I bet it will be quite interesting to hear when I am ready. It is like watching movies without the screen on.
+ So they are actually pieces of musics written by Gerald Barry for operas. No wonder they sound so Black Swan-ish.
+ Paolo Nutini again. Oh Paolo Nutini.
+ Friends, I can drive, but for your information everyone has legs.
+ 不是每次因为我们有车所以就是我们跑errand，其他人没有脚meh? 没有车大嗮啊? BEH TAHAN。给我听到"你有车ma"， 我会杀掉你。我会杀掉你。杀掉你。杀掉你
Good times.
I remember joining Jazz Band two years back was because I felt like singing. Or perhaps to learn to play saxophone? But learning sax will be the smaller part. haha. But both reasons was to release my performing desire. Sounds so desperate but let's be frank everyone wants to be on stage! hahahaha...
And yes. I wanted to sing actually.
I remember passing through a music center in a car and told mum I want to learn something, a guitar maybe. But it was impossible that time I guess we don't have extra resource for another hobby. So if it's free here in university I shall give it a go. At least for a year.
Then, two years gone.
The decision to leave was of course made reluctantly. Leaving means no more music.
Sometimes I feel like I am making an easy decision. I guess discarding things is easier than gaining them.
A far hope long ago is now a routine took for granted.
OOPS! SORRY FONG WAN! hahahaha
I can't really imagine my university life without jazz band at all. Two concerts, countless recitals, singing in street markets and a hotel bar. God I have literally made my name here, hahahahahahaha, literally* It's like I have done things I could not imagine doing in schools. I feel like the same, but different. I feel like I'm being in a circle of people I once feared to be in. It's not that I crave for acceptance you know, it's like I can be in this circle afterall.
Hahaha. I guess that's all. Though I am most of the time a soloist when I am busy, not musical soloist* but then thanks for the patience, time and care I have received when I belong to this family.
I might have disappointed some of you. But I hope I once made you proud too.
And yes. I wanted to sing actually.
I remember passing through a music center in a car and told mum I want to learn something, a guitar maybe. But it was impossible that time I guess we don't have extra resource for another hobby. So if it's free here in university I shall give it a go. At least for a year.
Then, two years gone.
The decision to leave was of course made reluctantly. Leaving means no more music.
Sometimes I feel like I am making an easy decision. I guess discarding things is easier than gaining them.
A far hope long ago is now a routine took for granted.
OOPS! SORRY FONG WAN! hahahaha
I can't really imagine my university life without jazz band at all. Two concerts, countless recitals, singing in street markets and a hotel bar. God I have literally made my name here, hahahahahahaha, literally* It's like I have done things I could not imagine doing in schools. I feel like the same, but different. I feel like I'm being in a circle of people I once feared to be in. It's not that I crave for acceptance you know, it's like I can be in this circle afterall.
Hahaha. I guess that's all. Though I am most of the time a soloist when I am busy, not musical soloist* but then thanks for the patience, time and care I have received when I belong to this family.
I might have disappointed some of you. But I hope I once made you proud too.
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