I supposed to be blogging this last friday, but was too tired to upload the photos nor to blog about the last day in band. Anyway, a picture speaks a thousand words, and it will always bring back fond memories. We will remember things vivdly, the moment in time when we went through those tough times. Like lips feeling as though they would just rupture any moment. hahas. anyhow, memories dont always have to be sweet ones, right? If not life wouldnt be fun anymore, it would just be monotonous. thus, some torturous moment would definetely leave a deep impression too. ok. i am uttering rubbish.
went back to take my reeds, thumbrest and swarp. awwww. cant imagine, my band life has just ended like that. like that. last time in bandroom. the last sit on my chair. how gay. LOL
beloved mouthpiece and clar!
AND three cheers to the end of SPA!
Out to E!mall for dinner. so new so nice. haha. more like a play mall than shopping mall eh. LOL
awww. tonnnes of tuts.
someone save me! i'm like drowning.
