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Tuesday, May 23, 2006


I miss Ash. I really do.

Right at this very moment, I wish she is here. She'll understand where I'm coming from. For reasons unknown to me we stopped talking since... End of last year? Sometime there.

Sigh.

I've come to realise that being older does not necessarily means being more mature.

I'm having a hell of a stressful time with the alumni now. I thought they would be easier to deal with than the kids. Oh boy am I wrong.

Is it so wrong for me to want a good performance?

I didn't even scold. I was on the verge of it many times but somehow I manage to hold back. I've already lowered my standards, why am I still being picked on?

Look at those guys standing at the back. Arms folded across the chest and leaning on one foot. Did I tell him off? No. Would I like to? You damn right I do. Half the guys have their mouths open so small you could not fit a grape in. And everytime I stop they turn to each other and talk.

I know probably half the guys are just there for the fun of it. The usual "my friends are here so I'm here". That's sad, but that's also reality. Timmo tells me I should not keep saying bad things about them or they will not want to sing next time anymore. So I'm suppose to keep them happy? If that's the way it is going to be I'll rather not be here anymore.

Talk about establishing the alumni choir. With this kind of attitude they have, nothing will be established.

20 plus years old adults and they can't handle a little criticism? I'm sorry, I'm not there to make you feel good about yourself.

Or do they resent me because I'm their junior? If any of them think they can do a better job, by all means, come tell me, I'll gladly hand over the baton.

/end rant.

I actually had a long, happy post about my Sunday thought out, but today really just spoilt my mood. So I'll just give a summary.

Visited Joan's church in the morning. Pretty much your normal charismatic church setting.

Saw HCV concert at VCH. Not bad.

Hung out with juniors. Ate, walked around, arcade, pool, secret recipe. Had fun. They are nice people all of them.

Sis drove me home.

Before I sign off, obligatory pitch for Cantab 06. 28May06 (this Sunday) 7:30pm @ ACS Barker Road Auditorium. $12/$18.

It probably won't be a fantastic concert, but maybe you'll like to come back to see old faces. Hah.

I just realise people who read this are mostly those singing, or those who already bought tickets. So that pitch was kinda unnecessary. Whatever.


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