Fail.
I'll never be a good brass player.







This stream of punishments being laid out on me all in a week like getting my first ever three hours of detention this year... My life is still and have always been perpetually cruel. :-(

Throwing paper balls across the class while some faces got smacked right on by the paper balls = epic. Which, er, eventually won me and Sharifah Hanisah Bte Samat a date with Mr Tay. But we ditched him.

Band practice was fun too!