Sacha. Hayley.
Fifteen. Jonas is the sex.
Brendon Urie turns me on.
I can be such a poet at times.
DESIRES
A fucking Gibson SG Standard.
An exact replica of Nicholas Jerry Jonas. [I accept the actual person too.]
A voice like Demi Lovato's.
My ten cent coin I dropped in the drain.
Gail, Cheryl, Eugenia, Shimona &Melissa. Babes i once called juniors now sing solo parts- stunning. &the little ones which i use to call twinklets are now part of the les vocalists. Its pretty amazing how time flies so fast. St Michael's primary school choir was guest to the function, all of them with their adorable shirts &bowl-like hairstyles; so out of style but who cares! As they sang songs that i too, sang on the same stage just about a year ago. The fuzzy nostalgia just fills me up all over again. Now participating as an audience/hairstylist/make-up artist makes me feel oh so different. I still could remember the times when our seniors were the ones who were helping us with our attire &now being a senior to them is a whole different feeling.
Singing certain songs which were the same as to last year's brought back so many memories &even made me sing along. Now watching them reminded me how i was like when i was once a member of the choir. Finale was the bomb! Calling the IJ CHORISTERS back up on stage to sing with the choir made me feel so emotional. It brought back so many memories spent with the choir especially those spent in sydney. Even looking at Miss Lim conducting the choir made me want to cry. Now seeing the next badge of Primary sixes graduating, reminds me of when i was one of them, on that stage singing for that one last time, as part of the choir.
Being part of the choir has thought me so much which i just cannot pay back. Learning the art of singing, the built of innerself &self-confidence. Now the choir is filled with new members which will definitely receive the same amount as i did. Hope they would treasure it because before you know it, it gone in a flash &there is no way you can take it back. Not even by going back in time. I dont know why i make such a big hoohaa out of this, i guess it just means alot to me.
The funny jokes Miss Lim would crack up during choir practices, the scoldings &long lectures we would get from the teachers, the weird warm-ups we did for our vocals, the water fights we had in choir camps(Miss Lim would always use the water hose! cheater!), the 'off-key' notes we would make, the horrible food they fed us at Arts Fests, getting an opportunity to sing in Sydney Opera House, going and falling sick in sydney, eating hard rock cafe in sydney &singapore, the long and tiring practices we had to go through, the solos we had to sing, the caroling we did, going through auditions for getting into SYF choir or IJ choristers(the horror), the horrifying dresses we had to wear(damn costumes!) &loads more i just cant say. Paying back for all the memories &everything i have gained from choir would take forever. I MISS IT!