SYF

This is it.

Handbells SYF tomorrow. I am positively psyched.

Maths exam can go and ___.

I am actually looking forward to SYF!! For the first freaking time in my performing arts life. After like spending 6 years of my life in Chinese Dance, which seriously sucks.

RAFFLES RINGERS FTW. And it doesn't matter what we get, or what we didn't get, or what we should have gotten. Because all that really matters is the fact that we worked hard, and we shall give our best tomorrow. Even if we screw the maths paper.

Like Liying said, we have like millions of papers, but only 1 SYF. I find that strangely inspirational, is that supposed to be inspirational? Well, it is.

And tomorrow we will show the ignorant world that handbells are not something to be made fun of. And neither should the people who play handbells be made fun of. Handbells are not ice cream bells, and the people who play it do not sell ice cream, for that matter.

If you want ice cream, go to NTUC. Its cheap there.

And we are NOT slackers. Some blahblahs may assume that we are all slackers and that its no big deal, 'how hard can ringing a bell be?' 'How tiring can it be?' And of course the infamous one of 'You stand in an air-con room leh. We run around in the hot sun.'

Well isn't that your problem? You chose to run around in the hot sun by joining that particular CCA, and you know it. There is no basis for comparison. I do what I like and you do what you like. And I must of course clarify that the aircon is more like a heater, if you really want to harp on that.

Sometimes I feel pissed by all this CCA talk. And then I just lamely nod my head to whatever they say about ice cream bells and how its not tiring blahblahblah.

Next time I won't.