Syafiqah, Kenneth and I went to get the farewell gifts for her yesterday afternoon with everything compiled into one nifty heart shaped box. Today was the last practice with Ms Akari and we might never ever get to see her again since she's flying back to Japan on May 18th. I'm going to miss her... Till infinity and beyond. After practice, we bummed around Syafiqah's living room while watching Valentine's Day and eating the ever so orgasmic Long John Silver that has apparently replaced our old percussion traditional food, roti prata. When Reshi comes back, you bet its gonna be one holy catastrophic mayhem.

One last piece of good news before I start ripping my revision papers apart for the incoming mid-year examinations next week and get the fuck out of the internet world. Farah asked me whether I'd like to be their drummer for her band! I'm getting a really good feeling about this that it might work out. So stoked.

“Making a record is a lot like surgery without an anesthetic. You first have to cut yourself up the middle. Then you have to rip out every single organ, every single part and lay them on a table. You then need to examine the parts, and the reality of the situation hits you. You find yourself saying things like “I didn’t know that part was so ugly.” Or “I better get a professional opinion about that.” You go to bed hollow and then back into the operating room the next day... Facing every fear, every disgusting thing you hate about yourself. Then you pop it all back in, sew yourself shut and perform... You perform like your life depended on it. And in those perfect moments, you find beauty you never knew existed. You find yourself and your friends all over again, you find something to fight for, something to love. Something to show the world.” — Gerard Way

Ms Akari's recital at Yong Siew Toh:

































































Ms Akari's recital was amazing even though we missed the first timpani piece which I really wanted to see since we got too caught up watching Shinobi at Syafiqah's house. I'm even more inspired than ever.
I'm going to miss Ms Akari a lot when she heads back to Japan on the 18th of May. Next wednesday is gonna be our last practice as a section together but in the meantime, I am condemned to hell by the recent examinations preparations. I have absolutely no clue to what I'm supposed to do for art and humanities. Nyeh, nyeh, nyeh, nyeh, nyeh. I can't imagine what my life would be like in the future. Despite my parents' strong disapproval of me pursuing music in the future, there's no way I'm gonna live like an idiot in the office for the rest of my life. That's fer sure.

Before I end off this post, I'm just saying before this shit gets spread around by some people in school, I'm not in any fucking relationship. Even if I do have a boyfriend, I probably won't go around to all of my social networking websites or blogs promoting our relationship around like it was a cheesy condom advertorial... Like some girls I know personally.