hey blog..my cool clean blog..im here to rant once more..anyway..today was fine..divided my job between melvir and rachel..i was supposed to get the drinks and the chicken wings...but melvir offered to buy some of the drinks and rachel offered to by the chicken wings..haha..pretty cool stuff...so all i need to get now is 2 trash bags,skewers,charcoal,drinks..yea i think thats it..maybe the icecream...im just afraid that my freezer might not be able to fit..gulp..oh and im not sure how to get the ice for the drinks..perhaps someone can help?i actually pon-ed PE today just to come home..i figured if i go for PE i will be too exhausted to go for the concert..so i got home,changed and met with the people from guitar club later at 6..haha..met alvin tan there..njc's uniform is pretty horrible looking indeed..im not sure why but the people from guitar club is so much different from the people from my class..they are more like my sort of...'ideal' class..today we went to this solo guitar concert by Flavio Cucchi...wow he is a superb guitarist..fingers at lighting speed...pretty amazing..i guess the only complains are the songs were too similar and he couldve played something to wake part of the audience up..i was awake all the time..i did not slp at all..since i know just by staying awake is a form of respect for that guy..another complain is that bloody asshole who left his hp on...stupid dickhead..never been to a concert b4?it rang while Flavio was playing a piece..he actually stopped and said,'that tune wasnt played by me..' humorous guy he is..an italian..always so funny...hahaa..the concert ended after 3 encores and half the guitar club members in dreamland..i was the one fooling arnd trying to keep them awake during the concert..hahaa..it was a great night for outing..although the conert ended at 10+ but what the hell...i wanted to go out and have fun..but due to the chem test most of them have tmr morning..they passed on that idea..so i walked back again..towards raffles place mrt..over the bridge again...fool around with ahmad on the bridge..i was so high and excited that i almost forgot the place that my heart shattered and cracked..i was turning the corner to the entrance to the mrt station when i saw that seat beside the singapore river...'eh..im not going leh..' this phrase popped up in my mind again..(for those who are interested it is the longer seat on the second row at the extreme right side of boat quay..)i couldve took to bishan and asked my mom to fetch me...but i took a longer route..to NEL back home..walked down the same old slope i used to stroll on during the first 3 months..as if transported thru a time machine i was back on 15th april...walking down the pavement with the rain clouds gathering above..thinking abt what siti told me awhile ago and repeated it in my mind...she wanted to give me back the seashell...but why?but why?on the bus ride home that day it rained really heavily..i could barely see the pedestrians desperately trying to cross the road without being blown away..the bus stopped at the red light just outside of the interchange..and i recieved a msg..it was from Rs..i read it...it was a rejection...i closed the msg..and stared out into the rain..i didnt know how to feel..i felt like breaking down and cry...who cares if the bus driver freaks out or not..i just wanna run through the rain back to sch and ask Rs for the real ans...but no..the bus was occupied by a couple of passengers..i figured it was not the best time to do something as stupid as that..green light came on and the bus drove..i alighted at my bus stop outside springbloom..it was still raining..despite the umbrella in my back..i ran thru the rain..hoping that the raindrops will wash away what just happened..all i go was tears mixed with rain..nothing more..i paused at the lifts..took a deep breath..gathered myself.and walked in...time travel back in time to today..im back here again...i opened the door...home sweet home..i changed and collasped onto the bed...tired...weak...broken...