in the backgoud music of monoke hime medley i type gimmy's life story part 1.....

Prolouge: a tale of glory, defeat, struggle, happiness, anger, action, triller, a little romance (just a little, really!!) it takes us through sci-fic, medeival, contempory times as the protagonist, gimmy explains his life journey from the day where it all happened.....

*disclamier: lousy english and un-english like words may be used, please read at your own disrection.


it all happened one stormy night......fast forward nine months later in a labour ward......a boy came to earth and his grandfather decided to name him kai, combining with the generation name of gim, his name was Ng Gim Kai, a kid whose life will be made colourful with many expeirences of people he will meet, events he wiil go through and things he will see...

His childhood was a strict one, a natural born left hander, his mother would always force him to use his right and to write, but obviously his mother failed cause gim is still really a lefty. however a tinge of rebelling nature and sturbborness could alreayd be sensed as he grew up aruging with his parents, fighting with his siblings.

He joined Maha bodhi primary school at a age of 7, an insitute which have a very very big effect on his life in his later years. He was a very lazy boy who never did his homework. in the end he was sacked as class monitor at primary 1, then he also developed many habits like heavy school back which still persist today and many more. life was fun untill pri 2....you see at the age of 8, you joined the newly formed maha bodhi school band cause his brother joined too. he did not know that an act of playfulness is going to change his life forver........


2.48am 10/12/05
chapter 2 coming soon...

yay, first good news, i got my black belt FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!
hahah, after 5 long years i finally got my blacky colour, now must train harder!!! few events for karate coming up. one is malaysia tournement in decemmber, that one not confirm, but will be good exposure. then january also got one but i dunno what. july got AKF (Asian Karate Federation) junior tournement also. training hard hard hard. today one was HELL, youve heard me its HELL. runnings rounds x7, bunnyhop up from level 1 to 2 x7, 60 standard and 30 diamond push ups.. end of part 1 training.
part 2 was better with jumping and standard punches, realised my footwork is better afte the madness training. feels lighter. ok got our team jacket and shirt. the shirt is addidas sponsored by our shihan sim but jacket must buy ourselves. look very cool. at least i do (*okok i bhb)
ok bye will be back again

alrite im here by DEMAND of a friend who complains i dont update so here i am. yea you know who you are, dont hide! first thing first. a very interesting thing even which happened during the week. i was on my way home from piano lessons and then the bus i was on, bus 8 came. i took it and decided to catch some sleep, was kinda tired. when i open my eyes, i was shocked to see myself not on the route of the bus. after awhile and some confusion, i realised the truth. the blur bus driver when the wrong way.....a funny affair really. ok and then i got sick, down with fever and bad sorethroat. must be all the junk ive been eating this week. haha till then, bye.

lonely.....hey mr lonely.....where is my buddy? not that i know..
lonely......hey mr loney......what is she doing? not that i know..
lonely......hey mr lonely.....what am i thinking? not that i know..
lonely.....hey mr lonely.....what am i feeling? not that i know..

haha.....boredom

Brothers

this entry is a very special one cause firstly its my 50th entry till date and 2nd is about an event of life i never will forget. well first and foremost, let me apologise for not updating, just didnt know what to say, but hey, im here today. sometime back we had a concert for the launch of Odyssey, the CD of MBS recording. Hey it was really a special event man....playing that few songs seem so special. But this concert made me realised how much fun it was and have been for us (the seniors) being in mbs band. It a very special place for me. after all, all my achivements in band, from the DM post to the gold in outdoor and linked back to my time in maha bodhi band. Then band taught me many things without me knowinng and inscribed many skills and memories which can never be forgotten. Yes it is a primary school band but this primary school band is one hell of a band for me! after the concert, we have some food, and thats when we got our CD. we got the signatures of conductors who have helped us, Mr Lim, My Ou and of course the one and only Mr Queck. im sure many seniors will agree with me that the band is a life chaging experience for us. haha. 10 years of greatness. something only the seniors of my batch and before can proudly say. Memories surely flas my mind as im typing this. from us flooding the field playing soccer during chance of a break we have to the mindless giggle and chatter of the girls from the woodwinds. after so long, surely the girls blossomed and the guys become more handsome. (yea im also saying myself) but one thing never change and that is the common memories we hold. we remember the time the annoucer announced that "maha bodhi band, gold medal" in 1998, "maha bodhi concert band, 1st runner up) in 2000, "maha bodhi symphonic band, 1st" in 2002 and finally, "the best symphonic band goes to maha bodhi school!" in 2004. haha


An Odyssey of memories
Where a place where music holds true meaning

Ous~ tournaments over, got me 2 medals!!! 1 bronze from individual event and 1 gold from team event. Of course the team event was the highlight of my day. It was intense and thrilling as we cheered each other on, haha. The finals was the most intense. We were up against the NUS team. Our taicho (captain) said that they are good in studying only what, no need to be scared. Haha true. Our first fighter lost his match, the second fighter won. So the pressure was on me, the third match~~~ hahaah so stress. The captain told me to draw the match and we would win the gold. The NUS team sent out a mad man, so our teams mad man (me) was sent to fight him. Haha, result? A mad match. Wah lao, this ang moh is really mad. Barely hang on to dear little life. So end up with lots of blood and gore. I got a bleeding nose he got a bleeding mouth. Haha. But yea, I managed to draw the match and we won the event~~~ haha

Gim kai’s body update

1 black eye (hurts a lot when I move my eyeball)
2 bruised shin
1 bruised arm

hee-hahhhhhhhh, this week has been a ride of me man, starting from monday, i start work in my fathers company, monday, tuesday i went to service the sales line in woodlands, jurong thoses north area with a sales guy, man it was great, the rush, the adrealine. get to meet all kinds of people man, talk to lots of them. haha. took orders, delivered goods. then wednesday on, went to the KL branch by taking a blardy 4 hour bus trip up.actually take flight, but last minute to booking. one thing ive learned in KL is that one must be real patience. hahaahah
the traffic jams are hours long, the distacen is super long, then thursday went with a sales guy to service some KL line. hhaha,i was damm lucky, we serviced port dickson that area. got to see the resorts, beach and stuff, real beautiful, services the HUGE supermarket, and HUGE petrol stations (petronas) when i say huge, i mean huge. it takes AT LEAST an r to travel from one place to another, i repeat at least. hahaahah too much to say~~~~

i love tis line

marina......marina......a very good friend but you've changed so rapidly untill i cannot keep up. today you laugh and smiile, tommorow you give me a cold long attitude. haha, irony, should i leave the gap as it is or make an effort to close the gap. nevermind then, see how things go.

anyway heres a poem called "suffering"
something i want to say to my opponents haha (if i have tt enough time in the karate match. by the time i say fininsh i might be hammered into pulp)


You got nothing and nothing's got you
I can see your fear it surrounds you
Built with strife and insight but it's not enough
I'll defeat and discreet your every move

Instinctual, just take your life
One step one breath you're under my knife
Killing slow is the way I conquer
It's time for torture test can't wait no longer

With your first step you will burn
Can't control your hate you've learned
Killing slow is the way I conquer
Until you know the meaning of suffer

Step twice you invite and welcome death
Pay homage to me with your last breath
Say goodbye to a life that you once knew
Along with every being that was before you

im back, a karate tournement is coming again this time on october the 1st, a saturday, i think im taking part in 3 events, team kumite, open kumite and kata. maybe the kata cannot join, cause its only open to ITE people. been practicing my katas, 5 katas actually, supposed to remember 10....hehe opps. training hard again, hope i win something.
training on friday was good, had row fighting, (where 1 of us fight all the other fighters one by one) 16 of them...haha....did a double shin clash, it kinda hurts but still better then the pulled muscle last month!

oh yea, going back to the band on monday. might feel out of place, dunno what to say or do actually...haha.....cant wait....

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alright, i must say, after blog surfing. i must make a very strong point to people that some blogs are so freaking hard to navigate i seems that the entries are even smaller then some pictures. my god. people pls make it sensible not fanciful. who cares about your layout, people just want the juice and thats the entries. hehe. that asie, i got a double promotion in karate to full brown, one step away from the black. sensei promised me a black but in the end he says slowly first. i agree. wearing black has its pressure. so im gonna enjoy my brownhood~. it feels something like a full fledge bachelor except this is karate. getting black is like getting married. haha. ok next thing. i think i will go back to band now. haha......i did spend 4 fantastic years as a student there. secondary sch was about band to me, not some stupid maths sums or literature crap. haha (but the teachers of those subs are very good to me). well, thinking back, i must have been out of my mind to leave like that. haha, the egoist bastard? well band is about the members, not just one man. he is a great man. but i must say, 6 months away sure changed my perception. i feel that poh must have at least this length of break. like even the break is still part of the leader training. it allows you to feel more at peace. let you ponder on things you never thought u would think before. the 6 leaders crede was modelled after my leadship life story in band. Lead, Serve, Protect, Nuture, Guidiance, Direction. 6 stong words. In the 6 months i came out with 2 more.

Hope----in the midst of this strong organiation, i just feel that hope is missing. i would like to put that people who dont agree to the leaders are "lost people" maybe the light from hope can bring them back. In the darkest hour of the band, hope pulled us through. but in the brightest moments, we forgot about hope. This is a value we must instill in the younger members where they will hope to strive for even more improvment. beyond this light, they will see another light above

Belief--- hope is just a mere dream without belief. these are simple words. but many stood by these simple but powerful words in their darkest hour. but at the top, these are forgotten. there is a struggle above every struggle. more improvements after improvements. never ending self-promtions. to do this, we must never be content with now. but be better then every future

im not a fan of hard rock music, but i saw this lyrics recently, really liked it, felt it was very meaningful, like its my other alter-ego. so here goes--


The flinch in your eye calls your bluff
Feel free to die when you've had enough
Useless cause is breaking your back
Your life will end when you attack

Make your move
Make your stand
Make the win
Like you can

See the war
See me rule
See the mirror
You'll see a fool

To take me out you must fight like a man
You've yet to prove that you can
You've yet to prove me that you can
I see your might and it compares to something
That is if something is nothing

Time to figure
Time to sin
Your time is done
When you begin

Live for suffer
Live for revenge
Now your life
Comes to an end

Taste the blood
Taste your fate
Swallow your pride
With your hate

Your last breathe
your last stance
The last of all
In your command

Knees in the blood with your crying pleas
Wade in your sorrow, bathe in your fear
Clear the mind from righteousness suffered
Witness the moment of your failures prosper

this is shit man.......stuck in a near useless project group. Dysfunctional i must say.
heres the group analyse as follows
S.H----dreams and hald died. during project discussion, when it comes to crap talk, she suddenly become alive
B.C---acutually theres nothing much wrong about her, just that, when our grp has any problems she can tell the whole world and me, her group member would be the last to be consulted. it seems some of her friends are taking a pity oh her (god knows what she told them) and have been indirectly attacking me
Z---i think the only sane lot, but always distracted. always get left out but that 2 chinese girls.

OR MAYBE

im just hard to get along with and too demanding. it gotta be either way......
well thats about it, keep posted till then

jealousy breeds uncomfort
uncomfort breeeds anger
anger breeds hate
hate breeds mistakes
mistakes breed more mistakes

i'm jealous........
feel like hitting something

dont know why, maybe im a very possesive person.
i just dont like her with him
but, its her freedom
besides we got nothing to each other.

i wanted to watch the fireworks with you...but i canr, he was there first
i want to celebrate your birthday with you...but i cant, he was there first
i want to be your best friend...but he was there first
i want to screw him...but you are there

ok i lost the tournement, got beaten up pretty bad, 2 K.Os, no medals, no pride, no honor. no story. that was sometime ago, didnt post cause of all the hectic project schedules. life is busy with projects and tests. miss the life in secondary school.....yea...do miss the band. but i want my life to be forward looking.......training hard at karate, gonna get my black soon (yes!!! finally). life is fullfilling. did many things =>

ok i lost the tournement, got beaten up pretty bad, 2 K.Os, no medals, no pride, no honor. no story. that was sometime ago, didnt post cause of all the hectic project schedules. life is busy with projects and tests. miss the life in secondary school.....yea...do miss the band. but i want my life to be forward looking.......training hard at karate, gonna get my black soon (yes!!! finally). life is fullfilling. did many things =>

ok this is bad......got a super super super painful pulled muscle at the right leg and tournement is only 4 days from now.. its so painful im typing this at 6am in the morning cause i cant freaking sleep.......damm suay you might put it.....feel super crippled.......how to fight when you cant use the legs??? stand there and be sitting duck?? hope and pray i get better enough to do kicks at least for a few times so that i can use em for counters. this tournement is my chance to get at least a sliver

*gim kai hope and pray he gets well soon

Gim Kai body update

• still brusied knee
• Sore jaw cannot open mouth to fullest

the fight is coming.....i cant wait.......
what a wonderful world

life is never fair??? maybe its destined that i must end my springfield seconday school saga.....a big word for a not so big me. had a nice talk with this long time friend today and its good to known shes doing fine and even found herself a very very good friend. thats kinda great. i dont know this good friend of hers, and i wld very much like to know this felle. if *you hurt her, im gonna tear your guts out. im serious. if not, its pretty much fine. actually springfield have only 3 things that i lived for in my school days. one was band, but that was over......then there was the acadamics, the teachers (mdm lim, own everything to her) and then my best bud her. budden things got messy and nv had the chance to really talk to her........but now ive missed 7 mths of her life, totally lost track of her life. what can i say, im a big failure at personal relations. still havent been actually fitting into poly yet, even though my class is indeed fun. but its just different man.........theres no true buddies around......girls with fashion and glamour come to school for catwalk, guys with hair waxed enough to burn the entire empire stae building. how is it possible to look beyond those wax and make-up?? and see thou human soul. call it a talent, call it a curse, what ever it may be, i am quite confident at my human analytical skills. help me see souls.......maybe in my whole pathetic life, i will only have that one true soulmate and buddy???

gim kai body update
1 sore knee
1 brusied ankle
pulled nerve endings and muscle at left arm
skin peeling from sun burn
1 screwed brain
1 confused heart
1 hungry stomach

who would walk the rain with me?
who would sit with me where silence will be enough for our converation
who would trust me so as to fall in my arms from somewhere high
who would have my trust as my thoughts are safely locked in someones mind
who would have me protect when someone is hurt
who would protect me when i have no corner to turn
would who??

haha.......life is so weird........i was doing a yahoo search of my own name, now that sounds pretty weird, but ya, im bored, so boredom brings out the weirdness in me....and then i stumbled across a blog of a long time friend. all her entries were dated june-august 2004. and after reading her entries, i feel like ripping my own heart out.......i never knew so much emotions were involved. why am i so blind as not to see it??? why did i only see this entries only 1 year later?? why??? should i have saw these earlier, i would have done something......god forbid.....i curse my own blindness and stupidity. hiazz.......if theres an almighty being out there, tell me why am i being played with like that?? only to see all these 1 year later. i live with imense regret at this moment. my many bit of foolishness cause pain to people.........you know, everytime i see the picture of you in that kimono, i just wanna say you look stunning.....but i guess its rather late now. she have had other interest in her life now. i just wanna say that i would nv forget you and the memories.. from the musical at sec 2--to you celebrating every year of my bday. i still keep every single thing you gave me in mint condition.....im rather overwhelmed by emotions right now......if you are reading this, i just wanna say im a fool....im sorry....bless you...

Some thoughts to reflect the previous few entries. Sometimes arent we amazed by our own foolishness? yes, amazed. Amazed at when you thought you know how to control yourself, you blurt out idoitic words that one regret later. words are such powerful object. If atomic bombs are the most powerful weapon on earth, then i guess words are the equalvaent of it in literay terms.......well, im pretty choked with lots of thoughts right now, dont know how to pen this entry any futher...untill next time, peace out--

some interesting facts--why they spell god "god" reverse the spelling and you get dog.
so dogs are humans best friends after all

The most powerful sword vs its sheath---who wins?

What is peace without war
What is war without hate
What is hate without doubt
What is doubt without trust
What is trust without believe
What is believe without hope
What is Hope without dreams
What are dreams without thoughts
What are thoughts without Us
What are we?

Hey....the creative juice is flowing....much have happened recently....inspired me to write whats above. i guess if the world is against me then something must be wrong with me. First there was this group thing, then there was this band thing now theres this friend thing. shall elaborate if i feel like it next time....bye to myself....bye to the world. A new life awaits.

what memory......what hypocrisy......where are all of you guys when i needed the support.....ask everyone, but the only person you all never ask is me when this crappy situation revolves around me........bending where the wind blows like the grass would.......what hypocrisy.....

Ok let me seee......ive got numerous muscle aches, a bluging stomach. ok for the muscle aches, let me type the things ive done recently. sunday-3 hours of jumping and countless push-ups and sit-ups. Monday--tennis for 2 hours tuesday--karate, kicking for 2 hours wednesday---karate basics, 2.5 hours. bulging stomach----the combination of unburnable fats and increasing toned stomach pacs. i dont get it, ive been training and my fats just wont go away!!! but my stomach muscle just get toner and toner....HOW!!!!!!!!!!!!

Am i finally liberated???

He doesn’t understand……I did not turn against him, but he took it on to himself. He doesn’t understand the amount of mental burden, stress that was placed on people he hit hard on. The sleepless nights, the strain. I guess he won’t understand because he had turned out to be a dictator, Yes a dictator. Why? Because nobody can hardly stand with him in line for long. Has it come to a time where only his words are the laws? Where what I say to a friend becomes my poison? Well apparently so. If what I said somewhat created the so called politics and divides, then am I right to say that the leaders he trained are not up to the task? Hiazz…..i guess the amount of service I mount, the effort I put in doesn’t weigh up to his consideration of it in the first place. Well, my effort has come to naught after 4 hard long years. A man who I thought was once near perfect does has flaws…flaws that he maybe doesn’t know or doesn’t want to admit. I have saw a pattern now. The closer a person is to him, the more he will be ready to trash you without even thinking of your feelings. It happened to many. I guess its now my turn. I guess I wont be going back that active again. My brother once told me, never put in too much feelings into one thing, the more you put in, the more it hurts. If he says he is hurt, then I guess I’m more hurt than him a few hundred times. If he is expecting me to talk to him first, then I can only say its impossible, because I have been humiliated, torn apart by his actions this few weeks. It seems I cannot talk to band people as friends anymore, because it seems it will CREATE POLITICE AND DIVIDE. Maybe I see a new start in poly? Maybe….after all the past week had been an enjoyment to me. If he and the others cannot see things from my point of view. Then I will say no more to defend myself. And if he is reading this, I can only tell you that you will only be successful here and maybe else where, but it is no guarantee because your methods manipulate the mind of the people and the respect they have for you.

Peace is a lie

There is only passion

Through passion

I gain strength

Through strength

I gain power

Through power

I gain victory

Through victory

My chains are broken

The Force shall set me free…

Damm……today my body was decimated to a pile of blood and pain by a guy whos in a white belt….as usual,, when to karate and had lots of sparring training….and then there was free sparring…..you see, my opponent is a white belt, so I let my guard down….damm ……wrong decision….the moment the match start, I was caught in a staring match with that guy and before I could make my first move, I was already in pain…damm that guy kicked me in the stomach…argghgh and then, feeling panicky, I lauch my barrage of attacks and this continued with lots of shin clashes and heavy kicks….after the match then I realized he was also in wushu…dammm….never underestimate your opponents shine a new meaning to me today. Now stuck wit pain all over especially this pair of legs of mine

The Truly Great

I think continually of those who were truly great
Who, from the womb, remembered the soul’s history
Through corridors of light where the hours are suns,
Endless and singing. Whose lovely ambition
Was that their lips, still touched with fire,
Should tell of the spirit, clothed from head to foot in song.
And who hoarded from the spring branches
The desires falling across their bodies like blossoms.

What is precious, is never forget
The essential delight of the blood drawn from ageless springs
Breaking through rocks in worlds before our earth.
Never to deny its pleasure in the morning simple light
Nor its grave evening demand for love.
Never to allow gradually the traffic to smother
With noise and fog. The flowering of the spirit

Near the snow, near the sun, in the highest fields.
See how these names are feted by the waving grass
And by the streamers of white cloud
And whispers of wind on the listening sky.
The names of those who in their lives fought for life,
Who wore at their hearts the fire’s centre.
Born of the sun, they travelled a short while towards the sun
And left the vivd air signed with their honour
Stephen Spender
To all greats and legends of my life

Worse few days of my life……coughing and sneezing to death, goodness……Damm tired……Bless me……..

Heres 2 poem to share to what am i feeling recently....... Pain----- All was quiet in this park,untill the wind, like a gasping messenger, announced The tyrant's coming. Then did the branched talk in agony You remember that raging storm? In their fear despairing flowers nevertheless held bougquets to the grim king; Meteors were the tassels of his crown while like branches that only spoke when the storm menaced We cried in agony as we fell slashed by the cold blade of an invinsible sword. Mutilated our limbs were swept awa by the rain But not our blood; Indelible, it stuck on the walls Like wild gum on tree-trunks------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Solitude--------- Laugh, and the world laughs with you; weep, and you weep alone For the sad old earth must borrow its mirith Sing, and the hills will answer; sign.it is lost on the air; The echoes bound to a joyful sound But shrink from the voicing care Rejoice, and men will seek you; grieve, and they turn and go; They want full measure of all your pleasure, But they do not need your woe. Be glad, and your friends are many; Be sad, and you lose them all,- There are none to delicne your nectared wine, But alone you must drink life's gall Feast, and your halls are crowded; Fast, and the world goes by, Succeed and give, and it helps to live, But no man help you die. For there is room in the halls of pleasure For a large and lordly train, But one by one we must file on Through the narrow aisles of pain.

The Cycle of nature—I really believe in that now. I believe that every single aspect on earth obeys this Cycle. How people must grow old and die, how empires and kingdoms rise and fall, how good things must come to an end. I have always been a strong headed person. I always believe that One control one’s destiny. I don’t believe in fate or such. However even so, the cycle of nature still exist. One’s hardwork and determination to prevent failure will only lengthen the time to downfall. Say for example, The great Tang Dynasty of China, also known as the golden age. No matter how strong, it still ended few hundred years later. Same for gambling, during the Chinese new year, I played quite a few hands and I realized that winning and losing is somewhat equaled up at the end of the day, it only depends on whether one knows when to stop in the game. Everything goes through, Birth—Growth—Apex—Decline—Destruction, Just take a look around, it happens simultaneously around us. Events of our life, natural world, it happens. However what gives hope is that when at somewhere something withers, at another corner, something is born…….

A question just crossed my mind just now. Wondered what is more powerful? The most powerful sword on Earth or the Shaft that holds this most powerful sword. What a question to ponder about huh? Well one would relate this to so many aspect of our lives that we as the usual superficial human beings overlook. Lets take soccer for example. So many were the times that we cheered on the strikers who scored goals that won the day. However who actually wondered about the stunning display of performance that the defense gave to prevent the opposition from wining the match? Then there’s the band (haha, good one to relate in) We always hear those wonderful solos played by trumpet, flutes, and there’s the melody line, and running notes, Trombone, euphonium, Horn. Wow, this instruments sounded great many would say (those who don’t really understand band) Now, who actually says, “wow listen to the holding note of the Tubas, how it supports the band and the sound?” Many a times so many people do not see the ones who support the success which others achieve. What’s the light bulb if Newton teachers never taught him to read and write, if his parents never guided him? Whats the cleaniness of Singapore without the cleaners? What’s so powerful of a sword if it could suppose to be able cut through anything except for the shaft that holds it? So which is more powerful, the sword which can destroy? Or the shaft? Food for thought NO. 1

The Image of Leadership - John SchoollandA leader's a man who commands much respect, But due to the natures of all, He's only as good as the image he casts In the mirror that hangs on the wall. He usually sees what he wants, and no more, He's afraid to look deep in his soul. He doesn’t consider himself as at fault, But wants others to help reach his goal.When failures arise he blames it on all Who failed to help or take part, "They never did what they were told, " he would say, "they haven't the skill or the art."What kind of a leader are you going to be - the kind who thinks he is the best? Or will you be one of the very few greats Who attributes success to the rest. Don't fail to look at the help you received From parents and friends all your life. They comforted you, praised you, and gave you the push To help you through trouble and strife. Another whose help you should never forget, Who gave you your life and His love, The One to whom all of our assets are known Is the One whom we pray to above. Be humble in all of your leadership traits. Thank those who have made you so tall. Be human to others, consider them too, Then smile through the glass on the wall.

Ok, I don’t blog for a reason, but here I am, so obviously I got something to talk about. As it is, I have been going to Pingyi band practices a lot, well, its that I’m also working in Band World, that is why, so yea, Mr. Kenrick Poh couldn’t be to the practices also because he have this final year project thing which he needs to go to the warehouse to do something. (obviously I don’t know what is it) So I am left in Ping Yi alone most of the time. Well, what a way to learn I must say….So it is, that ping yi has decided on going to the indoor competition, and hey, it’s a goal to work towards to. However everything is there, except faith….. Well, to say the least, can sense that Poh is not that entu about pingyi going for competition, the way he speaks whenever I ask him about pingyi, and he keeps telling me that must think properly. Well. I must say that’s not how he used to be. I remember that in the past no matter how big our obstacles, we go all out to cross it. Even if the sheep is died, we will make sure the sheep becomes alive again. However this time is quite different…. Well, as for me, I have the faith but lack the skills, yea I’m doing my best to what I can I terms of my capabilities. I really really really want to inspire them to what they can truly achieve…Just like 2 years ago, where we dreamt the near impossibility! Yes, they may be small, with only 40 strong, but for one thing, I know they got the heart into playing their music, so what they need now is to believe in themselves. Well its been 10 years since they last joined the indoor, and I’m sure nobody in pingyi had a taste of what the competition taste like. Indeed, this fear and uncertainty could be sensed now, however I will give in my sweat and blood to replace these fears…mark my words! To all band members of the Ping Yi Military Band, lend me your strength as I would lend mine, Band Is about the entire group effort, the importance of the individual as well the importance of the entire group places equal emphasis. We must get that 5 more people, those that were once ours, and that medal ahead of us.

*A good leader brings people where they want to go, but a great leader brings people where they ought to go, not want to go!!

*Like the competition piece “Into the Strom’’ our situation are the same, moving into the storm, unknown to what might arise ahead of us, however, out resolve must be like the storm, fierce and intense, charging towards our destination!!!!

Ok, I am back again, by request of Ms Charity Tan Hui Suan that I write again especially for her. Ok here goes, It goes right all the way back to when we were secondary one, her impression to me was that she is a always with the gang of Lisa, Sheryl that gang lar, then later on, always skip band practice and then suddenly always come for band practice then like siao on ah! Finally became Our Quatermaster for Springfield Military Band. However her voice continues to precede her till this day. On the whole, she is a rather sweet girl I must say (if she talk gently and softly) demure in her own way, (if she don’t always poke me in the ribs or threaten to do so) beautiful looking (if she don’t wail and have so many big actions and mimics what people say) So yea, She is this kind of girl I’ve known.
*any resembles or mention of name is purely coincidental and should not be offended or whatsoever
*This blog would not be a success without the support of the lovely beloved Ms Charity Tan Hui Suan

Hmmmmm…….ok, this blog entry is dedicated to the lovely beloved Charity Tan Hui Suan because she had opened her golden mouth saying that I make her happy for nothing when she read my previous blog entry. Ok, so like she say until its my fault like that….So, never mind , I am going to qrite something down anyway, JUST FOR HER!!!!! YOU SEE THIS???? ESPECIALLY FOR YOU!!!! DON’T SAY I NOT GOOD!!! Ok……what shall I say?.........she makes my life happy with her loud voice? So happy until im crying right now while typing this……okok…Very tired so finally this is dedicated to Charity Tan Hui Suan, without her, this entry would not be a success