A mole of unspeakable words

Today marks the end of band camp. It's tiring, but memorable. I think I will miss this band camp especially much, because it's the last one before the big shot.
My pimple has gotten worse today, cos it starts to harden and it's very painful at first in the morning and I keep mispitching because of that. I really tried my best towards the end, although I screwed up quite some times.

Listening to Credentium just now, and had a gush of feelings and memories up my mind. It's really a long walk, but then it's still worth it. I don't care what's the end results anymore, as long as I know that I did my best, so at least I have the courage to say I have no regrets. Stress is not something that we can do away with, but I am going to face it with open arms.

Am currently listening to Gilgamesh and it reminds me of a lot of things. It's a very very nice piece, but sadly we didn't manage to master it. I really miss the good old days, whereby, we voluntarily go for SP everyday and enjoy ourselves, I miss the time in Brisbane where we fool around and played together at the corridor. I miss the time when we stood outside the band room and play our duets and quartets, I miss the times when we cheered each other on. I made the best of friends in band, I love the people in band. Let's work hard for each other! :) JIAYOUJIAYOUJIAYOU :D

Jiayou my family :D

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