[[*W i n t e r T e a r s*]]

14.8.04

[[what ta say?]]

hmm.. todae had piano during band prac time :X
*guilty for it*
but i had to make it like that cos nid to go for the street opera thingy :p
when i went.. mr ong looked real pissed off by the band todae >_<
you noe what he said?!!
"take out your eagle bend.. may be we can use it instead.."
O.O utterly shocked!!!
i can see from his face the super duper disappointed look lor. :'(
*are we gonna get thru this coming syf??? are we??? can we survive thru this time??*
thinking of all these i realli feel like crying.. :'(
our attitude is realli very bad.. we nid to improve on it!! but.. can we?
our playing just sux.. i can't stand it!!! my juniors tho can read notes but.. tone?? i sumtimes get so fed up that i even think that they dun even care abt tone at all.. or dun even have such a word in their dictionary?!! >_<
i dun want the band to disband!!! i m sure all you band members out there dun want it that way either!!! so buck up!! everyone plays a part..

todae after band shue n syarah had like a small scolding session.. den punished the pple who came late after break.. i m guilty again. came late ><
wonder if shue is okay alr or not.. she was like almost.. on the verge to cry.. hopefully she wun break down :)
we must be strong together!!!
realli hope that todae's prac knocked some sense into those pple who are guilty..
hope for a better turn out on tues.. will i??
*today is a day.
A new day filled yet with old stuffs
old stuffs that we already known more than just well
good for the starting point
but definitely bad for the end
running on the spot;
the exercise i hate most
yet the exercise that i constantly see in others, in me

so.. whats up with me? hate it yet still doing it? stupid, no sense me!!!

*prays*
*hopes*

[[Story Written On By pZ]]*|6:13:00 p.m.|

[[*The Writer*]]

name: peizhen
bdae:05 may 1989
age: 19+
horoscope: taurus
nicks: pz
skool: peiying pri, st nicks, vj, nus
location: singapore
worth: $2,133,082

resolution: none currently

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food:any food!
drinks: iced cold ones! esp chocolate!
pastimes: listening to music, playing music, slacking, stoning
people: all who consider me as a friend! (:

[[*My Detests*]]

people: none so far! hopefully forever too!
food: anything tasteless or taste horrible!

[[*Music's Playing*]]

artist: tank
song: give me your love

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