5 more days till Passing Out Parade.
7 more days till school starts for Term 3.
18 more days till National Band Competition.
And my life is way too fucked.
I cannot emphasise enough that my body
is a badly designed, poorly put together vessel.
Harbouring these diminishing, so-called 'vital organs'
I hope my heart goes first.

Photos from the past week for your viewing pleasure that just might stimulate your senses. I am forever and ever indebted to Bob and I can never emphasise this enough. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have spur myself to be just like him, join the Shuqun Wind Orchestra family, know and establish a great and tight connection to such amazing people like my awesome percussion section. Thank god I was eight and I had a fangirly infatuation towards him. I've never felt this ambitious, this determined... Ever. That's what I fucking want in my life. I am never I’m never gonna live my life in the conventional form - birth, school, college, work, marriage, grave. No fucking way.

Anyway you can search "Soundscape" or something and check out our videos. Time to play some nifty Pokemon! And I'll smell you guys later.

Tomorrow is the most important day of my life in 2010 - Soundscape. So stoked. Shuqun Wind Orchestra, till infinity and beyond!

I have this bad ass blue black on my thigh after my mum threw my little brother's toy car at me. It looks like a fucking nebula. And the toy car is not your mediocre toy car you get from the dollar machine. Its like an automobile around the house which is almost equivalent to my little brother's size. Can you feel the immensity of our fight?! And what were we fighting over for again? Computer usage.

After fighting with my mum, half an hour later, I decided to meet up with Heri anyway. I wish he never, ever had to leave the percussion section or transfer to Hwa Chong at all!









Nothing hip and happening during these past few weeks except that the band has been painstakingly preparing ourselves for the concert every single day.

4 more days till Soundscape!

Last Tuesday, Danish, Kenneth, Reshi, Kai Wen and I got complimentary tickets from Mr Lim to John Tempesta's Asia clinic tour. No matter how expensive your savvy recording equipment is, it will never be able to match and amount up to the immensity of the solos John Tempesta played. It was amazing and inspiring. All I need now is a band, a legit drum kit and a record deal, and only then my life will be complete.

















Photos courtesy of Samantha's DSLR from yesterday's mini photoshoot. These photos makes me so happy even though not everyone is in them. Shuqun Wind Orchestra, the hype built around the concert day we've all been waiting for is in just 8 more days!

Just to clear up some assumed misconceptions about me after what Mr Lim said during band practice. Can't you guys feel my strong resentment towards the cigarettes? Aside from homosexuals, I swear to god, the last person in the world I would ever marry is someone who smokes. One day, I'm just gonna face the fucking ordeal and watch all of my friends die before me.

Wedding was hyperventilating after braving through the heavy rain.
Thank goodness she's getting better now though!

I have another domain. Its way more personal than this blog but I'll still leave it open to the public anyway. I'll throw in an invisible counter to check who's been cleverly googling it and snooping around. Hints: Pulling undergarments.

I will never abandon this blog though!

By now, I'm sure all of Hayley William's die hard fans would heard about a picture circulating around like wild fire. With all due and respect, with tits or no tits exposed, no matter what, she is still as amazing as ever. Although now everytime there's a mere mention of the name Hayley, I will think of her boobs. Thank you very much internet and specifically, Mister Shee Shee. Having your screen name named after urine is gay.

Shee shee: Wee, I saw this fucking funny photo of Bob!
Howie: Show me!
Shee shee: Gives me a link, tricking me into thinking that the photo was Bob, which ends up being that circulated Hayley's photo.
Howie: Oh my fucking god! Chee bye!!!!
Shee shee: What the fuck! They are nipples! Now what? You can't differentiate between chee byes and nipples?!

For a moment there, I wonder how you sex-driven maniacs just sit down in front of your computer and watch porn all day long. I just don't get the pleasure considering that I've never ever tried watching porn all my life. And my spidey senses are telling me that I'll be one lonely old virgin 50 years down the row. Oh well. My hormones will evolve one day.

I think I might be getting my drum kit in a month! I can't wait to cover up my room walls with egg trays lookalike sponges. And hang paper cranes all over my room. And plaster certain parts of my walls with photos of me and my best friends. And my besties could jam in my room and we would make a perfect acoustic trio. Sigh. Yunqian is probably chilling out in the hotel at Vietnam by now. Bon voyage Phuong.

I can't wait for the intensive band practices. Just 13 more days to Soundscape!

Kenneth and I decided to pop by Syafiqah’s place before she leaves for Paris at 9pm tonight for one whole week. We just had a short conference with her before she entered the plane. Bon voyage!