WE GOT GOLD!
WOOHOOOO!!

Yeah that's it. RJC Guitar Enssemble's first ever gold medal(so i've been told). We made it babies! Didn't let anyone who had faith in us down, so there. =) We've made history, lalala, history! Hahaha..

That was one magical moment, a fabulous afternoon.. Here's how it works. You wait with your guitar with your friends in a series of locations in the Singapore Conference Hall, slowly moving up to the tuning room where you tune for the last time and do some last min runs, then move, move, move till you reach the backstage and await the time when you step onstage. And from that moment onwards every single movement, every single sound is observed and noted for the next 10 min till the 2 songs are over. You walk, chest up, shoulders broad, in a well-rehearsed progression to your seat on stage. Beyond the stage is a blur, you don't have the consciousness to notice much, but you know that there're like 200+ pairs of eyes staring at you, most importantly the 5-6 pairs in the centre holding the scoresheets. You can't really think of anything; your heart is pounding as you stand at your seat (just a nice lil chair). This is when you look up, look around at the audience, the judges, and take in the majesty of it all. The expectant faces, the formality of the occasion, the pains taken to practice, rehearse, to dress up (oh we looked FANTASTIC).. It strikes you then, how important this is for the GE, as well as how you perform later will mean so much to you later on, something you can look back on and say, hey.. i tried and i made it. The exact stuff which makes one as an adult want to say I want to be a student again.. It's very meaningful actually. Very, very meaningful. =)

Then you wait for your cue to be seated, and once you do so you hear the emcee introduces you to the audience. Our little introduction title brought about some commotion from the audience, hahaha, and i was rather pleased with it. It was the song title; i believe all the rest had reasonably shorter, more coherent titles. Ours was a breathtaking and as indigestable "Aria de la Bachianas Brasileiras No.5". Hahaha.. Coupled with the RJC name being read out alongside it it probably sounded like some bombastic classico piece. Next one was more normal though, "Taking The A Train". Superb, nevertheless =D

Thus, we played, and we won gold. Hahahaha..

Joined the audience after the performance, and we watched the other teams play before the judges rounded up the results and promulgated them. As they read out "Raffles Junior College, Gold." We all got up and cheered happily. Before i knew it i had gotten up and pumped my fist in the air, along with all the customary yays and woohoos and wowees, etc. Hahaha.. It was a magical moment lahz. It was then that i too realised, i actually cared more than i've cared to admit. For the enssemble, for its status, for its players. And i was proud to be part of it, cos i was proud of it. At that moment, it was like..watching your child take his first step. Or the wright brothers flying their first plane. Or archimedes running naked down the street.

Eureka.

The truth is that, in RJ guitar wasn't as well percieved as band, co, even RI's GE. Probably cos we weren't good enough(unlike in RI were every single musical group owned and all had some distinguished, exquisite aura about them despite not being a sports cca). It was an honour to be in Ri's GE, but in Rj it was kind of different, you know what i mean? And it was because, i rightfully believe, since results are all people want to see, especially from a musical group, of the reason that Rj GE had never, ever gotten a gold medal in SYF. So hopefully with this small step we can continue to progress and finally attain that aura of invincibility the band, co, Ri's GE has. Bahahaha.

And brady and kenneth, AHEM, i am NOT a ponner ok.. I simply skip tues pracs cos of cip and, of late, babysitting commitments. Hahahaha. So there. My secretary can attest to it. Right? =P

Ok, short post today, cos my com's down and my bro lives right next to his com.

Oh, i nearly forgot about Miss pang my secretary's birthday, which coincidentally fell on secretary's week too. It's magic i tell you.. In short, we all bought presents, balloons, ate at swensen's, and had a good time. You'd probably have read it off the other's blogs by now.

This was supposed to be here 22/04, 11.30pm but my grandpa com took a nap and (still) doesn't want to wake up yet.

Happy birthday! May you be happy always =)

"What do you call a sleepwalking nun?
A Roamin' Catholic"

not counted, told you all already.

"Two biscuits walking down the street.
One gets crushed by a passing car.
The other one says, 'Crumbs.'"