Another competition going on tomorrow,held in National University of Singapore.
It will be a tough game, being the few neighbourhood schools.
Whether we get to break the guys power from St.Andrew or not,lies tomorrow.
We'll give the best shot, after all the sweats we've been putting in.

The Hornists, Nadhirah, Aini and I have to skip band again,for the competition.
Well,we know Mrs Chee will start her nag again,knowing the 3 seniors will not be there.
Today's sectional was okay. I was having headache,and so I didn't play much.
My breath was hot,but not as hot as yesterday. It was really tough,because I was
down with running nose while doing revision for today's O Level SPA.
Wasted a lot of tissues due to running nose,and at the same time, I know my heart was bleeding.

It wasn't easy,going to school and to assure them I'm perfectly fine.
Ever since tues,I've lost my appetite. It was made worst when I was caught with flu and sore throat,and now with blocked nose. I know I have maintain the health, for syf and tests and O level SPA going on. Perhaps all the demanding commitments of my responsibility
had prevented me from having sufficient rest,along with changes that happen.

Sometimes I wonder
if everything that happened and given was totally
out of pure sincerity
it would be a denial,to say i'm allright
who would want to see you go
it hurts so much
but i would rather bear the pain
as to see you in pain
why those things have to be
settled this way,
remains puzzled
i thought we could make it this time
but it was only meant to be
a beauty drawn on lips,
not happiness from the heart
if only i own the power of time,
i shall say no to short-term happiness
i should have look into the picture
real close
to realise how deep was your love to her
thoughts of being strong this time round
simply dissipate
if i were to know
i shall not put so much hopes
because hopes are dreams that dont come true
i have to let you go
eventhough my heart is saying no
everytime i close my eyes
its the memories that plays in mind
everytime im alone
its you whom i wished
to be a companion
but hopes are dreams that dont come true
and never will