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Biography


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nanhua high school
ex-kemingnite
SAXOPHONIST in NHSB
102 '07
202 '08
302 '09
403 '10
11SH11 '11'12


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Selmer Mark III Model 62 Alto
Gemeinhardt Model 3SH Intermediate Flute

2013: all these kinda seem redundant, guess we all have different likes and hobbies and perspectives now.



Saturday, April 4, 2009
this post is dedicated to my daddy =]

life is back to normal.
no more hustle bustle of syf.
hahs. it's been what, 4 dyas since syf and i'm still talking about it.

well, yesterday.. dad and i took mum to the airport terminal 3.
hahas. b4 tt went to fetch 3rd aunt, cus they went to china together.
the atmosphere a bit weird.

cus dad doesnt really have a topic to talk to.
and well, i just couldnt stand it.
despite the fact that i was desperately trying to watch tv
to make me stay awake,
i fell asleep cus the reception was just so bad as the car was moving.

then viola,
when i opened my eyes i saw my mum getting the luggage out of the car.
sheesh.
so i said bye with my eyes partially closed.

then suddenly it occured to me that my mum was going on a holiday.
and i faster wind down the window and said, "玩得开心一点!"

hmm. not the perfect sending off. but.. haha.

well, so my dad drove me to the budget terminal for no particular reason
i just agreed cus i was bored and it felt like a perfect father-daughter bonding time.
anyway i'm going to be living with just him for the next week.

wellll....... the budget terminal didn't look like an airport to me.
or at least, it didnt feel like an airport?
based on my memory of... errmmm. ehh.... perhaps....
terminal.. say 1 or 2? (since 3 just opened. i'm not dumb kaayyyy?)
my idea of an aiport was... busy. busy busy airport.
with lots of shops.
and people.

but the budget terminal was just.... empty space and a lot of counters for dunno wad purpose.
[heyy. it's been like.. what, 7 years since i visited the airport?]

I KNOW I'M PATHETIC. I DONT NEED U TO SAY.
hmmmmph.
i'm tired of malaysia..

hmm. i think it's cus i was groggy when i first stepped out to change from the back seat to the front seat.
but when i stepped out to go to the budget terminal,
woah! i smelt the sea. it was just, THAT SMELL.
havent smelt that smell in quite a few months.
and i knew it was changi beach. instinctively.
one or two years back mum and dad took me to changi beach super often.
like almost every fortnight.
it was just different. the smell's different from eastcoast, or pasir ris.
(pasir ris a bit alike. but east coast, no way.)

dunno lah. it just makes me think of my childhood =]
ok, no sec 1 or 2 not considered childhood..

nowadays dad's like so caught up with his work
he only comes home to sleep sometimes.
most of the time he sleeps in that office of his.

but yesterday he went home with me.
haha... then we slept in the same room
(NOT THE SAME BED)
(wad the hell, i dont have my own room cus my bros all cope the rooms)

woke up early this morning at 8.
haha. my body is damn pro one.
i set the alarm at 8, then i sat up around 8.
immediately after i sat up the alarm went off...
hahahahaha. that's just me. happens everytime i set the alarm clock cus i feel like waking up for no important reason.

anyway, i went for breakfast with dad.
ok, i admit i set up alarm clock at 8 cus he asked me whether i want to have breakfast with him.
so i went for a hearty breakfast
porridge and dim sum (damn full)
with my dad just sitting beside me and watching me eat
(he usually has breakfast damn early)

it was just... 幸福.
cant find an english word to descirbe that.. hahas.
my vocab very limited one.

i told him i was going to sch.
thn he asked me to call him when i was leaving.
(which i totally forgot.. hehs.)
but i made it a point to call him when i was in sch.
which is like... so rare cus i bet he'll just forget and do his work...

well, just now he asked me whether i want have dinner.
and my bro was tabaoing for me.
then he asked me if i wanted someone to accompany at night.
and i just said anything, if you're not busy then come home lor.
so i think he's not coming home..
hahas.
but it's so sweet of him =]