A beautiful memory

Despite all the tiredness, frustration, pressure and stress that I had been feeling for the past few weeks, all of it paid off and I couldn't be more grateful. The ending work of the musical was so successful, I'm so proud of everyone for all that they've done; wonderful dancers, rapper, backstage crew, AV team... Nobody screwed up, everything went so smoothly. And then there was the Pitch It! Competition. Those few who helped me in the voting, I'm honestly grateful to all of you! My group won 3rd so that's $300 for us; we're more than happy with that! :) 

I used to think my poly life was pathetic 'cause I literally did nothing which I myself could be proud of, no achievements, nothing. This musical and the Pitch It! really mean a lot to me 'cause completing these two challenges would mean they're the two major achievements that I've made in Ngee Ann Poly. This is what I get when I was so freaking lazy and useless and lazy when I was in Year 1. So I guess I really have BZSE Celebrations 2012 to be thankful for.

No use regretting and telling myself that I should have studied harder and be more active in Year 1, isn't it? I've been through that stage; cried buckets of tears 'cause I kept thinking I was so useless and that I had no achievements. Regret is one thing, but learning from those tears is another. Honestly I wanted to give up on the musical and the pitch. I'm a sucker for exhaustion (don't even know how the hell I managed to survived Military Band SYF?! With my heavy snaredrum and all somemore... Amazing) and I couldn't stand the tiredness. But God, thank You for giving me the strength and helping me to overcome my weaknesses. In a blink of an eye, BZSE Celebrations 2012 is o-v-e-r.

It's really funny how I wanted BZSE Celebrations to be over so badly, but when it finally ended, I miss the musical so much. Miss staying back with everyone to rehearse. Miss feeling like I've bonded with a few people a little more. Miss hearing those sweet encouragement in the backstage when I was fucking nervous just before showtime. Miss... everything.

And I can't help but feel sad to know that about 2 months from now, my class will be reduced to half 'cause the other half will be going on internship. Sigh.

"Why do all good things come to an end?"