i tried to blog last nite, but the connection crash on me again. hixhix. to think dat i've put in effort in blogging, but in the end it was in vain.
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foa rehearsal today. i saw wad i saw some 3 days ago. ppl are still oblivious of their surrounding. i rmb we were told not to play anything once we're out of the band room, or rather our 'holding area'. this piece of info didnt seem to sink into their minds. dunno wad they are thinking seriously. i dun understand y they have to talk so animatedly wherever they go. itz not like they have been apart for hundreds of years, dat they r dying to c each other. no. the fact is they have been seeing each other everyday in diz week!! wadz the matter with them? cant they juz shut up? i dun think anyone can imagine how bad i felt when we were waiting outside the audi. it was super noisy, becox everyone wants to be heard and everyone tries to hear themselves. and then poof! i was totally submerged in a vast ocean of noises.
but then, other than being so noisy, i'm quite proud of myself and the band today. yeah the tchrs were right abt us not playing like how we played for syf. dat was true cox i dunno wad happened to my buzzing today. it all juz went kind of loose, so air juz escaped from the sides of my lips when i played. because of diz too, i got tired quite fast as everytime i buzz, i tightened my lips alot. i guess too much lactic acid is produces as my lips muscles were working so hard. maybe they were respiring anaerobically? who knows?
then came the really touching piece, combined with choir. poor choir, was asked to sing so much louder than before. in my opinion, the band wasnt loud. but maybe becox choir was standing so much behind, so they sounded soft. i guess they now only have f - fffff as their dynamics, while we have to do ppp - mp only. and to me, doing ppp is hazardous. 'when you believe' was so moving, and so touching. when i was on stage, i felt the spirit, the miracle, the hidden unity band and choir. i dunno how true diz is, but i juz felt it. it was the same spirit dat moved me as i played, asking me to put in my best, to create a miracle.
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there can be miracle, when you believethough hope is frail, itz not to killwho knows what miracle, you can achieveyou can achieve, when you believeand i believe i can achieve it tmr. tmr is gonna gain a place in my memory.
