; thinking of you.

Friday, April 27, 2007

9:56 PM

Have you ever heard the sound of heartache? Smelt it? Tasted its bitterness with the tip of your strawberry tongue? Heard it, as it splintered into a thousand fragments of painted glass?

As you stare out a window, glance at your homework, rocked in a rocking chair. As you look up to a droning teacher, as you walk down the empty corridors of an empty school. As you put your head in your hands and cried.

Why, you ask the skies. Why me? You shout with ferocity, tears streaming down your ashen cheeks as you clench your fists.

Listen, and you may hear your heart break.
Perhaps you sink to your knees. You're not religious - on the contrary, you happen to be atheist - but you find yourself praying to unknown gods in celestial heavens. You don't care if they're actually listening; you just want to convince yourself that there may be a way to make things right. You want to know that someone will help you do it. You want someone to mend your broken heart. You want someone to bleed tears with you, to throb with pain with you. You turn.

There is no one.

But listen carefully
and you may hear her crying.
Somewhere, on the other side of the world - someone shares your pain.
Someone is crying for the same things that your heart is breaking for.
Someone actually knows how you feel like.

You shake your head disbelieving. You go home and you start crying, sobbing yet again. With tears of blood and pain, your eyes weep. And through that veil of stubbornness, you finally hear it.

Traces in the wind, as it blows through an open window.
You hear her weeping like you are.
You can see her bunched over beneath her duvet, trembling like you are.
And finally, you manage to see that you are not alone.

You never once were.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

4:18 PM

Finally.
It's over.
And here we are, Raffles Girls' Guitar Ensemble, GOLD WITH HONOURS awardees!
To say that I am proud to be a member of RGGE would be an understatement. We've never ever had a Gold with Honours before (I think), in 2003 it was a silver, in 2005 a gold. And in 2007 - a gold with honours! No one deserves this award better than our seniors and our beloved Mr Chua! Mr Chua, our wonderful and somewhat cheesy instructor! I feel like kissing his boots! I've never seen him as happy as he was today. For once, he was actually running, as he greeted us with shouts of 'Gold with honours!' I still remember the look he had on his face today, during our performance. A look of plain fear flashed across his face as he gestured frantically for Lisa to tune her bass guitar. Mr Chua had actually been scared - afraid for us, that we would not have enough time to complete our Mozart piece. Afraid that we might actually get something worse than we ever expected - a silver perhaps, when we knew we didn't deserve it.
Our seniors - well, I needn't say more. They have O Levels this year, yet they sacrificed their precious time to painstakingly polish up our then cringe-worthy La Cumparsita and Mozart. They were more than seniors to us - they were mentors; patient instructors who hovered over the trembling juniors, patiently teaching, mimicking fingers as they moved across the fretboard. They were our buoys in darkened seas, our guardians through the blackest nights as they murmured words of encouragement, as they cried and laughed along with us.
Above all, they were our friends.
This Gold with Honours award? Yeah, it wasn't for us. It wasn't for the fame nor the glory of beating other schools flat.
It was for them.
So thank you, seniors and Mr Chua (and ex-seniors, who placed high hopes on us). You guys have been the inspiration for all the juniors, I'm sure, to keep plucking that guitar with as much grace we can muster, as we wince with our sore and bleeding calloused hands. We've all worked hard for this, but no one deserves it more than they do.

For their love, patience and kindness, may we always remember them. This award is a dedication to them, for the years to come. When our ways part and swivel down different paths. When we say goodbye to them.
Forever.

Pictures! All taken on the way to the Singapore Conference Hall.

April and her horns! Hehehe. Our inner dragons were roaring and feeling horny again.

Liting, hiding from the camera. Anna seems dazed.

Singapore Conference Hall!

Jess and April!

Jess and April again!

A video of us in the bus on the way back to school. We were so depressed so we decided to sing La Cumparsita and Mozart!

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rachel sim.
seven-oh one-ninety three.
fifteen.
~~scgs.~~
rafflesian!
guitar ensemble!
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loves her guitars.
loves her books.
loves music, both oldies and contemporaries.

loves maroon 5, my chemical romance, coldplay, mcfly, deathcab for cutie, queen, clay aiken, five for fighting, the eagles, elvis.

loves stardust, star wars, lotr, v for vendetta, babel, romeo and juliet, emma, gone with the wind, CRASH, Moulin Rouge, Breakfast at Tiffany's, The Pianist, Back to the Future, Walk the Line, The Departed

loves friends. and chandler bing.

loves david rocco, nigella lawson and JAMIE OLIVER.

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