For pple who can't tolerate vulgarities, fuk off pls...

this is sort of continued from the last post... so read that one first... then you will more or less understand...

can this be any worse? i just had to ask... following the previous stuff that has happened (the *blah-blah* and the neighbourhood friendly saliva-man) i just had to ask myself whether my day could be any worse. the answer is yes.

here's the story: i left the house at around 6pm plus (drum class starts at 7 if you dun already know). so i waited for the freaking bus 63. waited and waited, for 10 minutes. great. 6.10pm. so, at the first bus stop, a whole lot of people boarded the bus. well, it's end of work already. and there, it was there when it happened. there was a fuking traffic jam. practically almost 100m away from my house. the freaking bus could only move like every 1 minute. after 1 hour, i was 1km away from my house. do the math, average speed would be an assholic 1 km/h... my ah-ma can walk faster than that. i alighted at the bus stop which was 1 hour away from my house, and what could be better, the whole bus stop was filled with those workers. industrialists. workers. whatever. Ubi Techpark. i'll never forget that. outside at that road, there was yet another (surprise surprise!!) traffic jam. i was waiting for the bus 65. never mind that there were probably 50 other people looking out for buses, i saw the bus 65 100m away from me. 15 minutes later did it then arrive my bus stop. average speed= 0.4km/h. my ah-ma can hop on 1 leg faster than that. well, it's all downhill from there, since it goes straight to PS from there. never mind that it was already 6.45pm when i boarded the bus. nothing can be worse than this right? wrong. fuking hell. i went to the upper deck. no seats except the center seat in the very last row. still ok, nothing wrong with that. or so i thought. when i sat down, i noticed that on my left were 2 pai kia's listening to their songs which were played through speakers (it was damn fuking loud) AND on my right were a mat and minah couple kissing, hugging and whatevernot. so on my left they were singing along with the song that was played (as if it wasn't loud enough) and on my right they were sucking faces. (i could have sworn i heard the smacking of their lips) and so for the remaining time i spent in the bus, i had to endure the inconsiderate playing of songs on my left and the kissing, flirting, slapping, hugging, caressing and producing of sounds which can be heard when i stuff a plunger into the toilet bowl on my right. fuk them. fuk everything. being late by like 5 minutes is still ok. but not 30 minutes. i told myself if i dun reach there by 7.30pm, i'm not going to class. when i reached there, i looked at my watch: 7.31pm. not going to class liao. so i just went to mac and ate the double fillet-o-fish. alone. just by walking there i have to force a polite smile and say "no" to every asshole who tries to offer me something. fuk them. after collecting my food i went to an empty seat, and found out that the person didn't give any chilli sauce or ketchup or whatever. nothing. just the drink, fries, burger and some serviettes. fuk her. just when i was halfway through eating my meal, some guy sat down near me and started smoking. fuk him, too. infesting my meal with cigarette smoke. i hope he dies soon. so i finished my meal, and made my way back to the bus stop to go home. in the process forcing courteous smiles, shaking my head and waving my hand again to all those still at it. fuk them. again. thankfully, the bus 65 came quite fast. so it at the main street not long after i boarded it (that should be the way!!) it's from the main street do i then take the bus 63 into my house area. i alighted the bus 65 at 8.30pm. i thought i was going to be home early. but guess what, the 63 didn't come until 30 minutes later. and that was after 4 bus 65 passed. fuk the SBS driver.

and there's the end of my cursing of practically everyone that i came across. i'm sure there are some people who are cursing me anyway. so my answer to that is: pass it on. it's almost as if my putting of the shitlist wishlist on the left have caused all this. who knows, man. there is such a thing as a chaos theory.

"The boy with spiky hair..."

haiz... i dunno whether i'm pissed or angry or sad or sian or what sia... i seem to have bad aura or something recently... first, *blah-blah-blah* happened, which i'm probably too pissed to say... second, we had our napfa shit test today... this included shuttle run, sit-ups, sit and reach, pull-ups and standing broad jump... sigh... for shuttle run i got 10.0s which isn't what i wanted... i wanted a 9 second plus timing... my shoe kept slipping against the ground... bloody hell... ah, but at least sit-ups i really did 43 and got A... for sit and reach... aiya, i can't even touch my toes... still i got 35cm... can pass happy liao la... then standing broad jump... WALAO... FAIL ARR... passing mark was 206cm and i got 204cm and nothing better... walao... i dunno why i jump so short... i kept doing and doing... still nothing better than 204cm... oh yar, and 1 more thing (or 2...) when i was doing the shuttle run, the teacher refered to me as the "boy with spiky hair"... haha... hmm actually i dunno whether i'm supposed to laugh or not... anyway that was much better than what the next teacher did... that bloody teacher damn kao pei... buay song my hair... then he tried to make my hair down... which obviously failed becos it's as difficult as spiking a girl's hair (most girls...) Note: i didn't use gel or mousse or whatever rubbish any idiot can think of... anyway, following his unsuccessful attempt to press my hair down, he then calmly proceeded to use his saliva to wet my dry and unkempt hair so that he can easily style my hair-- his way. funny thing too... it was as if he knew who yu jia was... as he was trying to style my hair to look exactly like hers... i could feel my saliva-drenched fringe pressing firmly against my forehead uncomfortably as i listened to what he said. "This looks nicer... yar...". Obviously irritated and annoyed by this (and what happened before...), with one smooth action, i swept my hair back, thereby disregarding totally the fact that i'm in contact with his oral mucus, and my hair went back to the original place it was before that conversation. How redundant.

anyways, it seems that after putting my wishlist there, i've been having bad karma... maybe that spot is exclusive for the archives only... oh well... i'll see how the next few days go before i decide further whether to remove it or what... haha... i sound so serious... ok... i have to go prepare for my drum lesson later... hope certain people will stop dao-ing me...

"I wish..."

hmm... i have just included a wishlist becos i realised that i have a lot of things that i still want in life... i'm not satisfied of my life yet... like for example, i still want a lot of percussion scores... sooner or later i'm going to get those scores... by hook or by crook... haha... oh well... i jsut have to wait... sigh...

"Hungry... thirsty... tired... sleepy..."

just a reminder to pple who haven't read the previous post yet... read it!!! if you dun wanna read the whole thing, at least read what happened on friday... it's quite interesting... haha...

last reminder... read the previous post first!!


wah... i think i'm going crazy... for 3 straight days the song man jiang hong has been stuck in my head... wah... it's damn cool lor... with the yun luo and bian zhong... wah... how i wish wu lao shi will use that for our next syf song... haha... it quite fits wu lao shi's style as it has a lot of gan qing... haha... hmm... on second thoughts, maybe we shouldn't... if not wu lao shi will get heart attack! haha... anyway like i said, man jiang hong has been stuck in my mind for 3 days... whenever i am daydreaming or whatever, mjh will straight away come to mind... maybe i'm just going crazy... i keep thinking of the song... especially the yun luo part in the beginning... wah... i feel so pathetic...

"Victoria? gen1 wo3 men2 yi1 yang4 la..."

hmm... this may be a very long post... becos a lot if stuff has happened in the past few days... ok, maybe i will sort them out according to days... i dun believe ANYONE will read the whole thing... it's too long...

Thursday: SYF day!!! came to school early... warm up first... blah blah... ok nothing interesting really... only when the lorry came then i started to panic a little bit... when everything was settled, i had to moved the percussion instruments onto the lorry... wah... xiao gu, dagu and all the other instruments like daruan zhongruan and pipa... ok then daniel and i sat in the lorry to the concert hall... then i asked him about tjco... and he said the jing1 mao2 shi1 wang2 (or whatever his name is) is a sucky conductor... he said his pai zi not wen one... haha... i din noe got such thing one... then say that he's damn strict, and also said that the cello when they are supposed to come in they dun look at his conductor stick, they look at his hair... when his hair swing then they come in... haha... i dunno whether this is true or not... but oh well... that has set me thinking about going to tjc for their co... maybe vjc is better with guo ling qiang... IF i'm smart enuff... ok enuff abt rubbish... reached there, gathered at 1 spot... yeah yeah other schools got better instruments than us and all that rubbish... but you think i care? AS IF that was my first time... everybody so nervous... haha... and i was like... hmm... so relaxed liddat... haha... oh yar i remembered... we percussionists went STRAIGHT to the cargo lift... we didn't go to the holding room to practise with the rest... unlike the last syf... so anyway we entered through the cargo lift and put our instruments backstage... and here comes the bad news... we couldn't bring our dagu... ok... actually that wasn't the worse news... the worse news was when i tried the dagu they supplied... it was the worse shit i've ever heard from a musical instrument... seriously... so ok... i dun really want to go into the details of the songs that we played... but one thing, the dagu really sucked like shit... so after that everybody except half the comm returned to school... i was one of those who stayed behind... there were some significant schools though... like marsiling... their feng nian ji was damn nice... but too bad there were only a few good dizis... i will always rmb the left-handed bangdi who stood up to play the middle part with the gaosheng... haha... and another one is shuqun... haha... ok i shouldn't laugh... they only had like 39 people... haiz... sad case la... ok la let's skip to the results... oh yar before announcing the results rite... there were some teachers or whatever behind me and they were from fuhua... they were talking abt vs... they said something like "victoria ar? gen1 wo3 men2 yi1 yang4 la..." yi1 yang4 my foot sia... there is quite a lot of difference between GOLD and silver... anyway although we wanted a gold with honours, i realised that with our current plight, it's quite impossible to get honours... let's see: abt 70% of our performers are lower sec, including 1 sec one... cai long chuan is a good song but not excellent song (sorry wu lao shi!!) but seriously... i was hoping we could scrape a gold with honours... but alas...

thursday: wasted my time going to school... most of the co people were on panda-eyed and falling asleep in class... haha... means that we are committed!!

friday: whew! busy schedule ar... morning, went to buy mc at clinic for $15... i was scared she would see through me... but it turned out that her son is also in vs... haha... then she was toking abt the ip... yadda yadda... singapore's education system... so she asked me whether i need mc for saturday also... haha... i told her i got sore throat and cough... then i said saturday no school so doesn't matter... so i got my mc and some medicine... so after that i took a taxi to SCH... wah seh... got ERP charge some more sia... bloody hell... altogether $8.50... wah my wallet really suffering from diarrhoea sia... suddenly all the money come out... the taxi driver at first asked me, "you... going to work ar?" -_-" dotz... so i said, "no..." then he said, "so you still studying lar?"

me: "yar..."
driver: "today no need to go school meh?"
me: "er....... arhh.... today got full day... no need to go school..."
driver: "what school you in?"
me: (without hesitation) Victoria School... *SHIT!!! what if he finds out vs dun have full day at all?*
driver: oh... you all got ip right? you know ar, i think singapore's education system is a failure..."

and he continued toking and toking and toking and toking and toking and toking... just before going under the ERP thingy, he saw a jaguar (car, not animal) stop just before the thingy... then he started toking abt if that driver can spend about $200,000 to buy a jaguar, what's the problem with him spending 50 cents to go past the ERP... then tok tok tok tok... tok until i reached the SCH... anyway, by then, they were not giving tickets anymore (but it's still in the morning...) BUT... i managed to sneak in!! LOL... i was walking in with a group of performers wearing datk blue costumes (i was wearing black...) and i pretended to be using the handphone so i bend down my head and look down... haha... lucky the saf guy never catch... so after the morning session we had to get out to queue up for tickets for afternoon session... unfortunately i didn't get... )): so i just had to watch dunman high and hwa chong (is it?) from outside... then during the interval, we saw wu lao shi... we were chatting and blah blah... and so... i asked to borrow his instructor's ticket so i could get in, come out and get another ticket from the guy... but they were damn smart... they took the instructor's ticket... so i was inside already... but without wu lao shi's ticket... oops... so i quickly went out... i went by the front (just in front of the stage) and i saw shengnan adjusting the yun luo... haha... i think she was a bit shocked or something... anyway i rushed out to meet wu lao shi and asked him whether i can have his ticket or not... and thankfully wu lao shi gave me his instructor's ticket... THANK YOU wu lao shi!!! haha... damn bad sia... but anyway later ann siong said that he can go in if he wants to, becos he IS an instructor after all... so at least that made me feel less guilty... anyway so i watched rgs perform their xk and mjh... wah their mjh was damn nice... or you can say loud... (for me loud is nice... heh heh...) anyway after their performance, *somebody* called me... and just when i said, "hello? yar..." some cheena lady whack my arm and said, "SHHH!!!!" bloody hell... as if i was toking so loud liddat... anyway just before they announced they result, some dunno-who went to make a speech and blah blah... all toking rubbish one... so anyway in the end rgs got gold... (clayton, remember what you said before? keep your word, man... ) so we went to ps to eat dinner... i was running short on time (drum lessson at 7... it was like 6.45 when we reached there) but i still bought kfc... i didn't finish the cheese fries and drink though (damn! so wasted...) in the end i was still late for my lesson... but nvm... anyway after the drum lesson (around 8 plus) i was walking around to buy my breakfast for saturday... i was expecting to meet someone from rgs (as in, by chance) and indeed i did... i saw ee huang with a group of girls behind... not exactly the person i wanted to meet... but i also dun think i was the person she wanted to meet (hear that, clayton?) so anyway i went home and on the way......... ei... maybe i shouldn't say... haha... just that *someone*, after receiving my call, was panicking... LOL... the conversation went a little like this:

Me: Hello? Call me for what?
Someone: No... i didn't call you what...
Me: Yes you did...
(i shall skip this middle part becos you can generally see that this is heading no where until i say the next few lines...)
Me: Where are you? burger king? kfc?
Someone: Errr... you stay there ok?
Me: Huh?
Someone: Err... you just stay there ok? dun come here... just stay where you are... ok?

heh heh... shall not say too much... if not *someone* will come and beat me up... haha... whatever...

wah i spent a damn long time to write this... although i know that nobody would really read the WHOLE thing... haha... bye for now...

"Chinese orchestra number 12: Victoria School......... the GOLD award..."
"YEAH!!!!! bloody hell... cb..."

sorry for the lack of posts... busy lar... got GOLD... YEAH!! haha... anyway that was ying kai scolding vulgarities there... haha... tok abt this some other time...

"practise your xiao luo... bring it home and practise..."

haiz... this morning while in bed i started thinking about the syf performance... vsco is so inconsistent... what if during syf everybody scew up? like what if the xiao luo screw up? he refuses to bring the luo home and practise and during practice he wastes time polishing the unused luo... sometimes he can get it right... but most of the time he can't... for me, the most important thing is to be able to play correctly at least 4 or 5 times in a row, but he can't even do that... even though his part is just what, 18 bars long? what if he hits the wrong part of the luo during the syf? i'm screwed... and he's as still as a statue... the luo is supposed to be a very active instrument... and he's anything but that... he doesn't have his accents, he doesn't move, he keeps looking straight down at his luo and worse, sometimes he doesn't even hit the luo properly... sometimes i wish that there were 6 more of me... ok... make it 5... i dun like the xylophone... then i would be able to play each of the instruments correctly, nicely and consistently... now, their accents are like no accents at all... and some of them are playing correctly... but their tone production is like shit... if vsco were to get silver or below... i can assure that it will be becos of percussion...

"What are you doing? wu lao shi is waiting and everybody isn't ready yet... hurry up go rush those people la... how long you want wu lao shi to wait??" Lee Eng Keat

whew... had co today... i reached school at around 7.20am like that... wu lao shi reached already... stunned sia... he said come at 8am then he come at 7 plus... anyway we bought all the xian for all the instruments that require string plus some more other stuff... haha... altogether cost $900 plus sia!! siao man... went to buy like what... 40 pipa dunno-what-note string, 35 pipa another-note string... 40 erhu string, and another 35 of another erhu string... sia la... ALL the strings also buy... zhong ruan like buy 30 or something of ALL the 4 strings... haha... anyway, just as i expected mr lee was very pissed after seeing the bill... then he started scolding clayton and i (actually only clayton...) becos it was past 8 and everybody still wasn't ready... taking their own sweet time... then say he shouldn't just care about himself (he was practising...) so we both went to rush those people... haha... oh well... $900 is a lot of money...

hmm... actually i had a dream a few days ago and i dreamt that it was the day of the syf... and the thing was that i was PANICKING... obviously not becos of myself (i got experience ok... i've been in the co for like what... 6, 7 years...) i was actually panicking becos of my juniors... i was like... where are they? they are missing... it was almost our turn to perform and they were missing... then i was running here and there looking for them... (in my dream it was sort of like in a shopping mall (without shops) very unlike SCH... anyway i was running everywhere looking for them feeling damn screwed... and in the end i found them watching some dancing performance in the middle of the pathway... i was still feeling screwed becos i had spent a lot of time looking for them and it was too late to go back... was that a nightmare? i dun think so... maybe i'm feeling TOO responsible for them... it's like... whenever they make mistake or something during dazu, they apologise to me... maybe they are treating me as an authority figure... or maybe i am treating them like lower class people... or maybe it's both... i sure hope that percussion dun screw up... 1, it's becos my gold with honours will be non-existent... 2, it's a disgrace to daniel's batch of percussionists considering that the instruments they were using were all "heavily oxidised" (mainly the xiao cha, xi yang cha, diao cha, triangle and glockenspiel) and our tambourine was like shit... and we STILL got gold... now all those instruments plus MORE are all newly acquired... it would be a shame if we do not do well with such good instruments...

ANYWAY, back to today... played soccer after co (which totally contradicted what liseng said... he said we shouldn't play any sports or go for pe becos there's a risk of getting injured...) haha... so we played soccer for like an hour two... wah... my leg dunno kena how many bruises... everybody seems to enjoy kicking my leg... anyway i only scored like 1 goal... and it sucked... although according to handoko i assisted him a lot of times... anyway i guess wilson handoko and i practising our teamwork really paid off... as there was once when each of us were on the center, right and left and we were passing real well... we broke up the opponent's defence really well... (haha... i seem to be talking rubbish here...) but in the end handoko couldn't score... never mind, it's our teamwork that counts... i didn't really notice any of this... but maybe it should occur naturally so it's quite good actually... oh well, i think i should end here... bye...

sigh... damn sian... actually got quite a lot of stuff to say... but then... oh well, let's just say fate deserted us me...

ok... anyway yesterday had co practice... which meant we skipped the cross country... ok... not all of us went... some people didn't come for co although we told them to and they went to the cross country meet just to see his girl-friends... oh well... i have no comments here... except that they are... ok forget it... some things are better left unknown...

my sore throat was feeling better after eating some chilli stuff... but during co i had to shout at the juniors... so had sore throat again... now like for every lunch i'm adding extra chilli to my food... fyi, if you people dunno yet... eating chilli (or stuff like mangoes and oranges) cures my sore throat... =) this is called fighting fire with a flamethrower... haha...

today at the end of co practice... i was trying to play "twinkle twinkle little stars"... haha... man, i took damn long... i took almost like half an hour to get it right... whew! haha... yeah i know i suck... i suck to the core!!! ok? just for your info, i was trying to play twinkle twinkle little stars on the timpani... which is... eh... ya... not very difficult for me... haha... it took me about half an hour to get it right... if it were difficult it would mean i have to spend days (or hours) practising it... like some paigu parts or something... anyway it was quite fun trying to play twinkle twinkle little star (or any other song, if possible) on the timpani... haha... mostly becos it's impossible... anyway went to eat dinner at mac with yong jian, handoko, ying kai and wilson... haha... some interesting stuff happened there... i too lazy to type... maybe wilson's blog will say... haha...

better go sleep now... still got co tomorrow...

"Vs concert band got gold with honours!!!"

happiness... band got gold with honours... now everybody will be waiting for co...

haiz... got a little bit of sore throat... but i dun really care... haha... here is a list of stuff i ate when i felt a sore throat coming: char kway tiao with chilli for dinner on friday, mango and orange on saturday, fish head curry and sambal kang kong for dinner on sunday, wanton mee with a lot of chilli for today's lunch and beef with rice for dinner... haha... as a matter of fact my throat is feeling better... ahaha...

hehheh... i just realised i'm learning 3 different songs for different instruments (learning, not playing... doesn't include xing kong and the blah-blah) i'm learning long2 wu3 for paigu (never hear the song be4... but paigu part sounds quite nice...) yu4 jian4 on the piano (or in my case the keyboard...) and also 'that thing you do' on the drum set... haha... drum set rocks k... anybody any girls interested to go? come join my class... haha... my class not enough girls ar... haha... juz joking...

"Empty your pockets... let me check your socks..."

today kena checked by some stupid sec 3 prefect... the same one that confiscated ann siong's hp... come and check my socks... bloody hell... lucky i wear extra extra high... like soccer socks... damn nerd... lol... let him see... haha... my hp was also off... haha... anyway even if it was on he wouldn't know... haha... becos my hp would be in power save mode... anyway he caught wilson for his ankle socks... haha... and in the end got away with it... haha... stupid prefect...

damn... just realised that the back of my hand got some bruise or something... like i knocked it into something... i have no recollection whatsoever of what happened... hmm... or maybe i hit myself with the drumstick while practising... hmm... must be... damn, i'm lousy... must be becos of my lack of skills sleep girls common sense vision brain juice pro people within my vicinity sleep... damn... especially when i have to cross my hands... there's always a chance that i will hit my own hand... ow... oh well... used to it... haha... hmm... actually i was a bit pissed today... becos of some khaki shorts people... but something someone whatever whoever dammit i dunno what to write the existence of something cheered me up... ok, whatever...

"Vs choir got gold with honours..."

heard that choir got their gold with honours... whew! the pressure's on, man... anyway, next on the firing line is band... their syf is on 11th april... i hope they screw up... haha... oh ya... the new tv arrived yesterday... haha... some 29-inch tv... supposedly same size as the previous one but looks much larger... dunno whether real or not... haha...

haiz... percussion percussion percussion... feeling damn sian of the word... why can't i practise like everybody else? when i start practising on my own, my juniors will say "so what do we do? we are waiting for your orders..." wa... dun tell me i must stay back another day just to practise by myself... walao... i dun think gillian does that bah... like who does that? must be someone pathetic... >.< ... me... somebody help me... must they always HAVE someone to tell them to practise? somebody help me for god's sake... help me get those khaki shorts people off my back... percussion SUX... hear that, clayton, ying kai and ann siong? you people always play the percussion stuff... cb... PERCUSSION SUX!!! get lost, you assholes...

"Timpani xiao3 sheng1 yi4 dian3... ni3 tai4 da4 sheng1 le4..."

how many times have i heard that sia... sianz...

wah... a lot of things happened on april's fool day... first thing's first... chris was hoping mrs foo could give birth to a girl on the 1st of april... so she can name her baby april... (april foo, get it?) haha... anyway, first lesson was pe... we had to run the 2.4km... i decided to follow johnathan foong since the last time i followed him i reaped great results (i sprinted past him in the last 50m or so and got 1 second faster than him... haha..) anyway, i was following johnathan when he suddenly sort of slowed down... i didn't want to break my momentum and so i continued past him... so i followed another guy (ya ya, i'm lousy... i dunno how to pace myself... i must follow someone...) but halfway i was dying so i started walking... thankfully i was still faster than johnathan and got 11 min 37 sec... not bad liao la... i felt like dying... then had 4 lessons of e.maths, recess, then 2 lessons of a.maths (both maths is the same teacher btw...) anyway since it was april's fool, we moved the metal cupboard at the back of the classroom to block the door... we then closed the door so that when the teacher opens the door, she will see only the back of the cupboard... she fell for it and was shocked... haha... then she said that she have to leave for a while and in the mean time, we must go and change into our uniform... everybody was like YAY!! haha... she taught vectors or something... i can't rmb... then we had recess... after recess, we switched classes with 4F... when the 4F teacher came into our class, she knew the difference and said,"ok lor... no lesson lor..." haha... in the end 4F's teacher went to our class to teach and our teacher came to 4F to teach... haha... we were like having so much fun... haha... then our maths teacher was like saying,"wah, i walk 1 big round just to find your class..." haha... then she said,"so much excitement... i have to sit down and rest..." LOL... she wasn't joking... she really went to sit down... haha... what a joke... anyway, becos we didn't know that we would be switching classes with 4F, we went to turn the clock back by 1 period (35 minutes) and in the end, 4F got released 35 minutes earlier than everybody else... grr...

had co after school... sianz... dun wanna talk abt it...

went to ps for drum lesson... reached there at 6.40pm... lesson started at 7pm... decided to chiong through dinner since i was hungry... i chiong-ed through my chicken rice in 10 minutes... (haha... unbelievable...) so had 5 minutes to slack... when i entered the room, the girls were trying to play "that thing you do"... i knew how to play the song a little bit since i heard it be4 and also watched the movie and saw how the drummer played... i showed them the first part and all that... then when the teacher came in, they asked for the scores... so we didn't do anything except practise "that thing you do"... haha...

ok so that was friday... yesterday had dazu... some new conductor came... blah blah... then had sectionals becos he wanted to teach percussion... he told me that i was too loud (although i wasn't playing very loudly...) man... i dunno how many times i have heard the instructor say that i'm too loud... damn it... anyway he made us play softly and said that we should enjoy the music and relax... wth... so now the percussion part is like damn soft... walao...