19th March 2007
Monday
...a ventilation for my frustrations...

Finally had a swim on friday. After a few months away from exercising, my limbs seem to have lost its ability to coordinate. It took more than a few laps before I could coordinate the arm-leg movement. The swim was refreshing. It served as a ventilation for my frustrations, and also gave me time to reflect on the past academic year.

Saturday, I went for band at Ngee Ann Polytechnic. Attendance was pretty bad, although I was one of the culprits previously. Played through some pieces, and I had a sudden impulse to shout at the band. Of course, I held it back. NP band is a place where I have no say in anything.

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The big difference between JC and POLY bands, is that the conductors in JC bands only need to work on the TOUGH parts. While in POLY bands, the conductor has to work on almost everything. Including the simple passages that even my grandmother can sightread flawlessly.

People compare Poly bands and JC bands, and then start to whine about how Poly bands are not matching up to JC bands. But since Poly band members seldom practice their own parts on their own, the poly band standard will not surpass, or even be on par with JC standard.

Poly band members, please reflect if you do read this.
The conductor conducts the band.
The section leader brings the individual parts in a section together.
The individual practices and perfects their parts before sectionals and band.

STOP WASTING TIME ON SIMPLE TECHNICAL FAULTS.

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Anyway, I went to work after band. My first day at Stamford Hotel. It was tiring and hectic. I made lots of mistakes there, but in the process gained valuable experience.

Sunday was a boring day, without anything worth mentioning.

As for today, bulk of the time was spent in Xinmin working on trumpets and trombones. Commented on certain parts, but did not change anything. After sectionals, we went for dinner. My initial plans to catch a movie was ruined when everyone decided to go to Ray's house to play/stone/kill time. Played Hearts and Bridge there for quite some time and finally went home.

I can't understand why I am blogging about such mundane and retarded stuff.
Oh well, maybe my next entry will be a tad more interesting.

I want to stop being everyone else.
-Han Yong