Back to me

Was abruptly torn from my dream at 7.40am this morning, when Dad woke up all flustered. Apparently the new alarm clock still neeed two AA batteries to work it. I thought I could save on buying batteries.

How we were amazingly able to twist our plans along to circumstances still leaves me baffled, as always.
And it just keeps me smiling.

Caught Get Smart yesterday (another strange twist of time and events, yet again), and we had to be contented with seats on the second row from the screen. I mean, what more do you expect when you're leveraging on $6 student price tickets, 4 days before school reopens and a day after the movie premiered? But it was a good movie with loads of laughter, but contained a fair amount of sexual humour and scenes which made me go "ouch!".
Time for movie-spotting again.

Headed back to YIH for dinner. I kind of dread going back to school like the post-holiday syndrome primary school kid with the fake tummyache. It's not that I hate what I'm studying (in fact I can't wait to nosedive sadistically into a pile of homework and get lost in them), but...
I don't know.
Anyway, they held Basic Keyboard Workshop yesterday, and it's good to see Geyao peeps after such a long time, and re-entering the clubroom brought me back to the time I first stepped in to do my first rehearsal for the internal performance last September. Speaking about memories. Jack messed around with the drums a little, and taught me a thing or two on the drumset. For thr record, I'm a total coordination idiot, so asking me to play the drums was a chore, totally. Besides, I wasn't keen to make my din heard in the whole of YIH. But it was a good experience, though, learning the basic beats. I hereby salute all the drummers out there.
*Laughs*
And the digital drums looked gorgeous. Of course I know next to nothing about drums and all that, that's why I found it gorgeous. I popped the image of the digital drums in the studio over to her, and she came back half a minute later with a set of Yamaha digital drums whose price tag started with a '3' and has four digits in it. I'll get her to invest in my music room next time.
*Laughs*

And it feels just right to fall asleep beside you, and ignoring the bustle of the crowd on the bus and the incessant swaying.