It's over. It's all over.

Konzert 2005 has ended. And so is my journey as a band member. A trombone player to be specific. The performance was a success. Despite some major hipcups. Played the quartet solo for Gloriosa with my heartfelt feelins. Cos there's just this voice that keeps echoing, "your....last..performance..".

Listening to my bro's mp3. And damn, WHY ARE ALL THE SONGS SO FREAKIN' SAD?? No seriously, i'm suspecting there's a supernatural aura around here right now.
*shifting my eyes left to right*

Whispers, "it's the first of the 7th month..remember??"

A little history ahead. Permission to bring pacifier granted.

Well. Here goes.
My life as a band member began in secondary one. First transferred to saxophone, tried flute, and finally to trumpet. I got into trumpet. No kidding. But as a butt, i was naive at age 13 crazy.
Tugging my conductor's pants, i asked. "Can..i have a bigger instrument..pleasse??"

*blink blink wink wink*

And so the great finger points. TA DAH!! And I was in trombone section. Dont ask me why. I AM crazy. Till today, i can only say, that naive decision was the possibly the BEST ever made. No questions asked. So many people walked in and out of my life. And the only people i still contact till today are mostly band mates. The special bond just cannot be undersood u know??

All along, the whole day, especially after the concert, i could see it in wan jun's eyes. The sadness. The reluctance for us, or anyone to part. And yes, i realised that was when my longing started to swell more. I have no idea how to express it. I'm introverted, remember?? No idea how to proceed without complainin about band anymore. Perhaps the next time you may see me still holdin my trombone. Probably a cane as a school disaplinarian. or a wet cloth cleanin the food court tables..
BUT

To all my dear band mates, especially my trombone gals,
Always remember,
Once a Band Member, Always a Band Member.


Damn. I'm tearing..Hold on. i go get some kleenex.
ok..living room. none.

hold on. Proceeding to kitchen.
None.

ok..bedroomS.
NONE.

GEEX!! where's all the tissue when i need it?!?!

*cry out loud with mouth wide open*