A full band camp just ended today, much to my sadness. Everytime band camp approaches I’ll more or less anticipate it fully, and look forward to it, to the music, the fun, joy and laughs, also to the scoldings, the setbacks only for us to move and press onward with more vigour and strength.
The end to today’s final band camp was a disappointment to me. But life had to go on, so it was rather part-able. Many laughs and joy were felt and dealt, and all were good.
A rough journey it was to travel through the passage of hardships during band camp where probably late nights caused my lips to be real taut and it was really hard to play anything the last two days. It took me the whole of first combine yesterday to actually start the engines running – to warm up. Freaky, scary, but true.
To me, the highlight of camp was probably yesterday, where we had a super long break and I actually went down with Teow to play soccer, though I ended up not playing but carrying for people their stuff (handphones, wallets, etc.) Well, maybe I would have played, but at first when we went to the street soccer court, it was wet, slippery, my right foot was pain or I foresaw it to be so due to my stupid slippers, I had a tear in my skin.
Then the other factors were that like, people playing really kicked the ball really really hard, and since P6 I had a phobia of balls and ball games especially those that have fast, heavy, rather big, balls, and very aggresive players, and when the ball moves at high speeds, you have no time to react. Well, this dates back to the time when in primary school I was in the house captains ball team and a ball rammed into my face, specs flew, and everything. So since then I have a phobia of balls and all, though it is starting to clear as my class played captains ball last week and it seems quite safe! So yea.
I remember me playing soccer in primary school, just standing near the post and I manage to score goals just by tapping in the ball, then you go all high and crazy cuz’ you scored a goal. Haha. Cheap thrill. Yea, but, it is fun! I guess. So far in my whole entire life, I’ve scored 2 goals. Both by camping and tapping in the ball. LOL! I guess maybe soccer is all about the thrill, rush and excitement of scoring a goal? I don’t know, but that is what I think.
Thinking about that, I guess I have become like a person with no pigments. I fear the pain, mostly physical and try to avoid it, unlike in primary school where feeling pain is just part and parcel of everyday life. I don’t know why, but I feel that I have become weaker in a sense despite my mental strength getting stronger? I don’t know. Maybe it is just me. O.O Okay, I’m confused. Haha~!
So anyways, I took care of peoples’ belongings and sat there watching them play for I don’t know how long until dinner time. Something went wrong about dinner, and blah blah blah, so w/e, I’ll spare the nitty gritty details.
Night practice OWNED! PERSIS! Woo~! A practice can never go wrong with Persis! Haha! EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO… That’s all I can say. I thought I could only emo the second and last page, but, it seems, the brilliant composer made it in such a way that we could emo the whole song! Awesome ain’t it?!?! PERSIS!!!!
On that note, not to brag or anything, but after sectionals/copying down intonation, I went to my dorm to emo the parts again! Haha! For the first time, I liked what I heard coming from my horn! Like truly at that moment I felt like I could actually become a professional Horn player! At that moment, I heard myself, my playing, my tone, the slurring, the emotion, all so beautiful, though the emotion… need some more work on securing it. But, I actually felt like a professional Horn player!!!! Though no one said anything about my playing. =S
Actually, from Blue Shades, when I played it by myself when sectionals/self-practice-in-between-rests, I found that my tone was there and it was as smooth and round as a golden thread, and I found that I could control the tenacity of my tone to suit the music, though it is still slightly off, and I need to listen and practice more pieces of varying genres to be able to get the feel of the type of tone required. But in any case, the emo-ing in the dorm confirmed it. Haha. Sorry if it seems like I’m bragging, but it is just what I feel towards my playing ^^.
Anyways, went home, played web boggle, didn’t score too well against other people, wanted to sleep but the dinner outing with my BFF and the BBs was already time. Dang it on being an addict to Eminence’s violinists performance – Tsubasa Chronicles Soundtrack, A song of storm and fire. Puay Beng and Mel went to Brew with us. We had a ball of a time joking and criticizing and bitching and gossiping about so much stuff. It was so funny. Talked to Puay Beng about the future of ACJC and ACS(I) bands, in particular, horn section. Shared our opinions and woes.
I actually had the craziest notion of wanting to go practice combine with ACJC. O.O I’m going mad, probably due to the ego boost from my emo-ing. Haha. But to maintain the standard I am at now, I know that I have to keep at it, and keep on practicing, since on Saturday I might not be able to go for practice, or rather play during practice. Depending on the workload I have left and other varying factors, I might attend practice only to sit there and stone and listen and hopefull be able to appreciate the music by our band! This would be one of the rare chances of a member of band being able to sit as an audience and listen to the band on the whole.
Much stuff more to do, I’ve lost track. Okay, tomorrow need to wake up early. I’m screwing my life upside down and inside out right now. Stupid me and my promises so as to not to disappoint my friends. Well, I must say that I must say thanks to person who protected me and shielded me from harm, only to be hurt instead. Thank you and sorry for getting you hurt in my cause.
Ironic as it is that I too got hurt in some odd recoil, or sideline force. Well, anyways, still, a BIG BIG thank you, and to all you out there, sleep tight, goodnight, and don’t le tthe bedbugs bite!
