Tuesday, March 13, 2007
5:53 PM -
i forgot to mention that i went back to sac on sat night for the syf preview, and to catch up with friends. had dinner with rachel and tiff before we went. and said hello to several teachers as well. =) STEPHY bud went!!!! haha, i was sooo high when i saw her.
and i realised that i do miss band alot, though i deny that, believing that i only miss the past memories with sir's band.. well, those juniors really made me change that view, because i know i haven't been in band for nothing. though i taught them for not even a month, they actually remembered me. yup, hearing the band once again made my heart melt. i can ignore their mistakes, clarinets' squeeks, rushing through certain sections, because all that matters is that the band there is where is used to be, a part of.
HOWEVER, i really do not know how they can go to hawaai in this state... oops. the squeeks were really evident, and i believe it was from the same person. and the loud and exciting sections always end up very fast. as usual. but, i have to admit that the percussion section was really fantastic. at least as compared to years back. -man, i sound really old. =(
before i forget, HAPPY BEEEEE-DAY EMILYN! =D
many things i wanted to say face-to-face because i believe that there is always the personal touch, but because it is the hols and i won't see you till school re-opens,
to vanessa dearie:i know it has been very taxing for you to hear those comments about you and everything, but pardon me, i feel that as your friend i have to tell you.. i know school has been a huge strain on you, and you are having trouble dealing with everything, but all i can say is that i am always here with you, to walk with you through this year which seemed to be pretty bad for you. everything will turn out fine, you will no longer have to bother about school once A's is over. turn to the Lord whom you trust, and let those tears do the talking. and trust me, it is always better to talk about it, and vent it all out.. do not keep it to yourself, it makes me feel worse because i cannot help you that way. we can always head to the beach for you to vent and cry it out, you know i will try to make it if i can.*hugs*