I was slogging through the mountainous pile of email that built up and clogged itself in my hotmail just now. It is so tiring to read through important mails from the school, after a tedious chore of deleting junk mail and the like.
And yes, here I am, back from Italy, with really sweet memories that will not be dampened too much by the fact that we didn't get grand champs. It's the conductor's recognition of our effort that matters the most. We scored well for all three categories that we entered in, scoring 3 gold 6 and having the highest score among all the teams from 13 countries that participated in this competition.
Our No Man was the best I had ever sang. It will remain in my memory as the most pure, sweet and humane music I had ever heard. And I'm proud to have played a part in creating in. Thanks you guys for making me feel so connected with the entire choir ever. Love you guys:)
Brought back food that giam and I shared with the class as well as food for my family and friends and mr chong and souvenirs and presents. The toilets there had a horrendously extravagant fee of 1.5 euros can you believe your eyes?! The good thing was it was reasonably clean and all cubicles were armed with rolls of toilet paper!!
SOV is coming really soon. And I'm feeling a little...sad actually. Tomorrow is going to be the last Saturday practice. Can you believe it? I wonder how I'll ever get used to a lie-in saturday. Sigh...I'm sad. I don't want choir to end. Really. I'll miss everyone. :(((((
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