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Friday, December 02, 2005

December is finally here. I rejoiced a little on the morning of the 1st. Waking up in December is such a good feeling. A feeling of success of a long year, and it's time saying the year is almost over.

I'll be home in a matter of days (6 days). It's been so quick!

Today, the 2nd of December, was such a busy and tiring day. However, the end of this long day was great. Again, a feeling of happiness and completeness had come over me.

The school held it's Interhouse PC Competition. PC is when all the houses of the school create their own dance (choreographed by students). It's fantastic to watch all the houses come together and sweat it out on the dance floor. Especially when everything fits together. It's great!


My house, Bronte doing their sailor themed dance. Look at that syncronisation!

In the end, my house Bronte won. Hurray for Bronte House! We suck at all the sporting events, but we own all other things. I didn't dance, so I was sitting on the sidelines taking photographs and cheering. I had a bit of space for Bronte spirit that morning.


The rest of the day was pretty much, in one word, a bludge. We watched a movie in Science, and we managed to skip out of doing work during Life After School class.



Me and Kwan during recess.


Nommy in DT class. Model student with original work!


During lunch, all the musicians gathered together in the chapel for a meeting. We were to prepare for our grand performance at tonight's Family Evening & Carols Service. I was only playing in one band, and I was out of there for the day, but Nom suggested I pitch in for the percussion in the Senior Concert Band. Assuming the task would be simple, I agreed, and we talked to Ms Dunstan (the music coordinator for the band), who also happily agreed.

The Senior Concert Band were playing a mixture of Moulin Rouge songs (Nature Boy, Lady Marmalade, I'll Fly Away and Rhythm Of The Night). I was to play the auxiliary percussion, which included instruments such as the triangle, conga, crash, cymbals, cowbell and bell chimes. It looked fun, when I was up there preparing for my first run-through. Finally, I thought, I'd have the chance to play in something big and be part of the song.

In the end, I struggled to keep up. The beat was so confusing. I couldn't keep count and lost track from the very beginning. I missed all the cues for the bell chime. Thank God it was only a run-through, I had thought. Ms Dunstan suggested I try the conga, which is like the drums they play in reggae. You know those tall tubes with cow-hide on the top?

The beat again, was too fast. I practiced in an hour and managed to learn it. I was so confident about it, that I thought I'd do fine. The part was a solo with Nom, who would play the drum kit.

The time came, when people started entering the sports centre (which was where the event was held). I played in the Jazz Band at the beginning. Making only a few mistakes, and feeling good about the rest of the parts I played, I happily walked around talking with people I recognised in the area.

Mr Wilson Santa Claus tha SuGa DaDdY!
(Mr Wilson with a bunch of Year 11/12s prefects)


The "Three Blind Whites"
( [from left] Unknown man, Another unknown man & Mr Hughes)



When the Senior Concert Band were up, I managed to pull off the bell chimes and triangle. The Conga never made it. I tried, but made a fool of myself when I couldn't keep up. I never got a signal in the first place anyway.

Combined bands playing carols. I'm playing auxiliary percussion on the left of this picture.
Somewhere!



And in the endend, I stayed on to play in the combined Senior Choir, Senior Concert and Intermediate Concert Bands performance for the carol service. I stayed in the auxiliary percussion section, where all I did was play the triangle and a bit of the cymbals. It was fun, but very tiring. Indeed! Holding a triangle for a long duration of time can be tiring. I did alot of improvising with the instruments, playing with different sounds during times. Like I said, it was fun.

I'm back in the boarding house, without my friends (No Nommy. No Kwannn. No Jude) in the dark. I'm going to hit the sheets early tonight. There's no point staying up without anything good or interesting to do.

I think I'll join the Senior Concert Band and their percussion group. I'll do auxiliary. It's pretty easy. I can do it. Yea yea.

Tomorrow, hopefully I can shop a bit. I haven't spoiled myself in a long time, and I think it's about time. It's the end of the year. Heck, it's the end of my Stage 5 days! (Stage 5 is Year 9 and 10 together) I'll be in Stage 6 next year.That's when the big dogs are let loose.

I might as well enjoy my days before then to the highest rank.
I'm off to listen to Star Wars music, and then fall asleep.

Cheers.
PS. I've been suffering from this back and neck pain. I think it's when I sit down, that it hurts so much. I could do with a massage.

& turned on the lights; 19:53

about me.

raelene. rae. roro.
eighteen years.
malaysian.
completed her final year of school at st caths, sydney.
is a musician, photographer and aspiring designer.
loves travelling, art, music, great food, clear blue skies, writing and ice-cream.
enjoys drowning in music, strumming random chords on the guitar, playing tennis,
finger-bashing it out on a game console and a bowl of curry laksa.
despises bad traffic, girls with long and fair faces with large contact-lensed eyes, bad food, mascara goop, hard pillows and hard beds.

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