Building a Ship

My previous post, indeed, was about graduation day.

Little did I realize, its near the end, end of my high school life, in just another year. I really love what Nicholas wrote in this post, read it.

Well, during the graduation day, I did hear many people saying things like next year is our turn, so fast la, we should appreciate every moment and etc. But it never came across my mind that bad, as it did now.

Just a couple of hours ago, I was talking with a friend on the phone, and I said that the one and only reason I stay in the prefectorial board now, is because I love the connection and interaction with people, something I realize not many love doing.

But yet, to have the desire and fully realizing that its coming to an end, at times, I wished I did better, at times I just wanted to be where they were, but sometimes, certain factors doesn't permit me. The people I meet tomorrow, I might never meet again in just another year, the people I worked with and argued with, I will not have them to support me and at times, teach me anymore. So, what does all these come down to?

Like what Nicholas said, we got to treasure every moment that we have, here and there of.

Whether in the prefect board, like Ray Aun, Wan Jin, Hong Ken, Timothy Goh, Nicholas, Tian Yoon, Ley Kuan and etc.

Or whether in the CF, Yu Song, Grace, Germaine, Eelaine, Jo Fan, Timothy. I don't count aaron because I'll see him in church anyway.

Maybe those friends I've met in my class, Chun Yeen, Ching Yeap, Suat Li, Hoong Kiat, Sian Wei, Ryan, Daenevan.

Even teachers, Mr William, Miss Sharmini, Pn Lan, Ms Toh, Pn Chee, or trainee teachers like Ms Koh and fellow discipline teachers like Mr Lean, Pn Joyce, Pn Hoon.

Why? Because we will never ever find the same person anywhere in the world, but them, as we meet them everyday. Treasure it, whether in the midst of arguement, joy, fun or even discouraging times, because we will never see the exact replica of that person in years to come.

A note to my juniors, to enjoy all that you can and be glad to meet whoever you meet. And as for my peers, let's treasure every second that we have, shall we?

Love,
Wai Leem
p/s: Names NOT mentioned here, its okay, because there would be too many to type, but everyone is as dear to me. Once a friend asked, who is your bestest of best friend, I said I don't know, because I believe one is just as best as the other.

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Its has been 3 years now, 4 years including the time i started in Kuching.

Now, I think it is soon coming to an end.

I started off with keen interest, persuing it and such, my parents never forced me. But after awhile, I suppose with majority of the people playing it, it became a routine. A must-play before the class starts. The only thing my parents wanted was not to waste money, at least if you want to play, play it and don't waste the money invested in it.

So that was how it all started and only until Form 2. Being with extremely talented people, I started to see the bright side of things. How I loved to play it once more! Again and again! But somehow, time just does not permit, and of course, lazyness I suppose. But as the lazy factor faded away, work just kept on squeezing in, practice? HOMEWORK AH! Nonetheless, I longed to play it, because why? I loved it. Did I love work more? I don't know, maybe, maybe not, or maybe work defined more of my life, so it had more inportance than piano.

That was Form 2. What about now? I still love it indeed! Milk white and pure black keys never fail to turn me down. How sweet the sound of music! Yet, work all the more took over, practice was left aside. I never tell anyone, I just mention it here, that at times tears will just flow from my eyes, because I want to play! But work just seems so endless. Imagine the stress that comes to your mind every night, how frustrating! Adding on, the pressure from my parents. OH! How hard it is just to make everything right!

Tomorrow, is my Grade 5 practical exam, yes, I know, MANY of you are already Grade  7 or 8. Even people younger than me are already Grade 8, by the time they are my age, goodness! They are already doing diploma!

But now, I have a choice to make, to stop, or to continue. Something I don't usually tell people, but as I pondered about this question while sitting in front of my beloved piano, I didn't cry, the tear ducts just secreted some fluid, filling my eyes just enough to blur my vision but will not flow down my cheeks.

Maybe, I'll stop.

How I miss the days rushing anxiously to practice before class!
How I miss the days when i sweat it all out to get the notes right!
How I miss the days putting emotions and feel into something extraordinary!
How I miss the days stepping on the smooth slick peddle, to create that elongated sound!
Yet again, I fail to beat *tai ko*. He ended in Grade 6, only leaving me to trail behind once again.

AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!

Wai Leem - "Piano, i just want to let you know one thing, no matter what decision I make, I still Love you."

Piano - *immobile*"do re mi fa so la ti do!"

*OH!? I made its own sound? I wonder what it meant*

In a dilemma, care to join?
Wai Leem...

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