Nice song appropriate for an end to choir life. Gd luck to the year ones. Dun forget to turn dreams into reality. Wanted to highlight lyrics in the song that applies to me, but realise everything is meaningful.

Dreams
Dreams are just dreams
When they're stuck inside your head
And all it takes is a little help from you
You know it's true
That dreams are for real
When you see what I see
And you feel it too
We took the longest road
Just to make it harder
Let's do it all again
It only makes us stronger

[Chorus:]
Dreams
I guess we're just made of dreams
Nothin' else matters
As long as we believe
I'm lookin' at you
And I see my life
Passing before my eyes
And when the journey's over
And all my dreams come true
I'll dream of you

What do you see
When you look inside your heart
A little thought
Can walk a thousand miles
And change your life
When dreams lead the way
The impossible is suddenly in sight
Every step you take
Just brings it all together
You gotta keep the faith
When all seems lost forever

[Chorus]

You're the one
That keeps my hope alive
My vision clear
I'll spend my life with you
Conquer fear
We'll make it through
Nothin' else matters
As long as we believe
I'm lookin' at you
And I see my life
Passing before my eyes
And when the journey's over
And all my dreams come true
I'll dream of you
I'll dream of you
I'll dream of you

Hmm today was fun. Choir senior's farewell. Must say the comm this year did a really good job with the programme and the food, tho there a few screw ups abt not informing Ms Lim and Mr Ang la. But anw Mr Ang still turned up. And we managed to give the present an card to him. Our clique bought an engraved pen for him, nicely wrapped up. Oh and we got Ms Lim this personalised jigsaw of her picture, with our regards at the back, too bad she wasn't here for us to give it to her.

Ok i woke up late, so din't have time to go shopping for presents for the juniors. Sorriex. In the end couldnt give them letters too. Argh i feel so guilty after getting so much stuff from them. Darn havta go shopping and write long letters to compensate for my negligence.

Spent some time choosing wad to wear today. Was hoping someone would turn up in some wacky animal costume, complete with hooves and a swiping tail. Too bad Moses didnt appear. Oops did i just say that. Gd thing i didn't wear anything drastic today. Was thinking of dressing as a panda, black and white, carrying a tarapanda around. Oh yea a panda isnt a barnyard animal. Oh well any animal put in a barnyard is a barnyard animal aint it.

Did my hair in a diff style today, ppl say its weird. Hmm the juniors sang a really nice medley which they arranged by themselves, and it turned out preety cool. Actions wise. Was laughing my head off at how spastic Junkai danced. Swinging his body like a joystick. And the lame actions from the tenors. Act cute style. Totally our image. Eh wait we're cute alrdy, we're just being more cute by doing tt.

The comm dance. It was funny to look at lar. Some ppl have the flair for it, like Joan and Wenlin. The dance was kinda simple, WL u coulda been more bold and explored a lil more yea. Then again dun use my standards of judging, its biased. Stanley was a re-enactment of jh's disastrous dancing attempt last year. Probably cos he's been slacking off practices, tsk. And Thomas with his act-sexy dance grooves, ooh totally turned the other basses on. Could see Edwin drooling halfway. Ok k/d, pls dun kill me.

Oh then they had this really stupid song composed by Michelle and Shuxian. Dedication to Mr Ang just before he left. And who says it doesnt rhyme. Quite cool actually, quite touching too, with the 2nd item being an appropriate farewell song with solo parts by Stan, Ben and Thomas. Thomas has a gd voice, realised it today.

Oh and the tenors had this really corny session where each senior would have to step out and sit on a chair and each junior will then say a few words abt him and then give him a rose. Was so paiseh sitting down there in front of everyone being praised and stuff. Food was gd, but a lil excessive, wif the portions being so big. Ok first time u hear that from me rite. Im actually not that gluttony yanoe, just that i dun believe in wasting food. Thinking of how the chef may spend hours cooking the food and yet it goes down the chute makes me wanna finish wads on my plate.

Then we had a major singing, ok more of blasting session after the meal. The sound didnt matter, it was the mood and feel of it that made it really enjoyable and memorable. Some ppl teared, hah din noe Eugene could be so emotional. Heard he was pouring, so cute. Then sherm too. Kinda sad, all of us leaving alrdy. But i din tear whew. But that singing session was really the last time we sing together. Unless we join alumni. Hmm.

Shlda brought a bag. Ended up with so many presents to carry home. Din scamper hom immediately after farewell. Always believed its tradition to do something after a special occasion. Today was no different. Ended up goin in a small grp to Coffee Bean at 6th avenue. Talked the night away. Really cool, just chilling away, talking abt anything and everything under the sun. Or moon in theis case. Hmm after that took a cab home tgr with xw, hs and jh.

Thats the end of choir. A huge course in my life? No time to think abt anything else but studies now. Gotta focus. Promised myself not to gonline after this Sunday. So if you see me online, remember to smack some sense into me and stress me up abt my As. Thank you in advance.

Lotsa memories in choir. And lessons. And experiences. I've grown so attached to it and the people in it. Wow.

Wah today was so shiok. Ate buffet, which i havent for a very long time. So outdated on sakae sushi. Dint even noe they now have things you can order from the menu. So the whole grp of us ate and ate and ate. Xm and i were the last men, i mean the last man and women standing. The complimentary udon was killer starch tho, and we had trouble finishing that as the last item. Haha the rest of the group were peeved seeing us sitting put and trying to stuff down food like kiasu ppl trying to get our money's worth. Hc said he couldnt even support lol. Well for me when i laughed it feels as though my stomach would give way and everything would just exit itself from the top. Then ill be a bursting lump of food mass. Ew. Didnt meet Josh today to get Fong's present. Yes we remember your birthday. Hmm ill prob get him my own one, but gotta be a belated i guess. Alrdy have an idea wad to give him anw. Went home feeling piggish, then had a long nap to digest everything down. Woke up not long ago. Oh here's more Gemany updates and my jap name. Sounds cool, like a name taken from Naruto. Yea.

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Germany Part 3
I havent talked much abt the competition have i. Well, here's day 4, the competition day.
The best day. The worst day. A day of regrets, hope, and a reality check on all of us.
So our dreams were shattered.
The trip wasnt really an escapism at all.
Its a time to face YOUR music.

Day 4:
Contemporary category in the morning and Musica Sacra in the afternoon. I think i kinda overslept, couldnt wake up until 3 ppl had to nag me awake. Feeling cranky, having to rush to wash and dress up. Gd thing guys no nid to spend extra time for make up heh. After all of tt i headed down for breakfast for the usual bread and cereal. I think im always the one latest to arrive in the table, cept on days when the girls in the grp decide to sleep in till a later time.

Everything was in a frenzy. We practiced, then headed on the bus, think of our music supposedly, practiced some more in the small corner of the basement in Die Glocke. Ever since then we've always been using that tiny cosy spot, to rest, meet, dabao and eat there, practice, wadeva. Yea its like our v own germany LT5. Altos nvr stopped practicing for that die-hard difficult note in the frog song, and in the end they managed to sing it in tune. Gd job to the SLs =). Oh before entering the stage the feeling of singing in an international competition was really getting to me. Everything was at stake here. If we screw up thats it. So the feeling of tension and nervousness to do well was really pressurizing. My heart was pulpitating like some chronic patient and couldnt settle myself at all. Plus the waiting time was s freaking darn long. And Ms Lim being totally confident wif us despite having insufficient preparation has an adverse effect on the mind. Really psychologically expending. After the performance on stage i was feeling really relieved of all stress, since we did so well la.

Anw during the waiting times gd thing i had hs and jamie beside me to calm my nerves, or else i'd really be stiffening up and constraining myself. I nvr knew i could feel like this. Well the last time i had this minor feeling was during SYF last yr. Apparently this is wad u call stage fright. But it always cures itself when im up on stage. Guess im really rusty n inexperienced with the stage. Typical shy me lol *blushes*. Ok tt was gross.

Well we did really well. Goh Toh Chai, the creator of Dayung Sampan, said his piece was flawless. Really boosted out ego and morale man. Kinda excessive praising tho. No bad comments, all good. Really really one of our best performances i think. Then we had a break in between the competitions to eat n practice. So we were on an exilarating high while eating lunch. I dun think i ate again. Too tied in emotion to think abt hunger. Oh but i had strawberries. They have really nice berries in Germany at cheaper prices than Singapore. It was a big bog for only 2 euro. Abt 4 sing bucks. Not bad at all.

Ok practive for sacred was screwed. Too drained from putting our best in the 1st category. So we were given time to nap. Was tired but couldnt enter lalaland. So chatted a lil wif the rest tt were still alive. And went out for a lil while to grab a bite, i ate sausage n potato salad. Rel nice. Practice resumed an hr later. It was gd. Damn why did it have to be. We tot we would be better during the actual performance, so we went in all confident and complacent. Yup, complacency was the killer. Apparently we peaked during the final practice, and fell exponentially after that. It was really a waste. Screwed the whole thing.

First thing was the final practice in the dry room was disasterrific. Then last row stood in the wrong position. The last person tts supposed to walk out became the first person to walk out. The walking was so screwed, 2nd row was supposed to walk behind first row, but didnt. Then the last row screwup made Ms Lim nervous. She shlda handled the situation better, changing the position instead of leaving us there. And controlling her uncontrollable erupting emotions. In the end we got affected by her too, and the whole thing was really really bad. Especially the last song. Nobody clapped in the middle of pieces. At first i tot it was cos they were momentarily stunned by our wonder. Exasperating wonder i realise. Felt like shit after that. The feeling of wanting to kill yourself for not doin so badly when u knew you coulda done tonnes better. I was really clinging to hope, trying to be optimistic and not revert back to my old cynic self again. But everybody was really disppointed la. We waited silently outside the church to go in to hear the other choirs. I was really pissed why we had to make such stupid mistakes that snowballed into a catastrophy. A waste, as i said.

Gah emotions pouring out all over again writing that recount. Our grp was really really sad and angry. It was a terrible day. Was trying to shake off the sulky mood during the free time we had. Ok aft that went walking arnd n shopping. Grp8 and 9 together. We call it grp17. Elementary maths. Saw this shop wif postcards and almost everyone was grabbing postcards. They were kinda expensive to me, so i din get any. Oh we met Ms Lim on the way and she told us we got into contemporary finals. Which was expected. Well at least that lifted our spirits a lil. Was trying to cheer Leeting and hs up tho i myself wasnt feeling v gd either. Ms Chua said we did kinda ok for sacred, which came as a surprise. Another factor to cheer up?

Din buy much. Everything we saw was so expensive. Later we went for fish and chips. Could afford to eat fried food finally cos our competition was over. Well at least for qualifying rounds. The girls were going goo-goo-gaa-gaa over this pretty boy in the shop. Heck, they even took a photo of him. And his frenz were teasing him from outside. Haha.

Hmm after that we had a gala concert. 3 choirs were performing. I remembered my throat was really dry and painful at that time and i was trying to search for water. Oh water there was really expensive. So couldnt bear to buy. Had to survive on boiled water we cooked n packed for ourselves every morn. Hmm the 1st choir in the concert was entertaining, with their jamaican dances being so fun to watch. Well the 2nd choir was a hungarian one, sound was gd, but boring songs, so i slept on tt. The last one was an african one, and they were entertaining, with their stomp-like tap dances and perfect synch and coordination. And sound was gd too. They sang this really amazing song with mimickry of jungle sounds, with birds, owls, and other cool noises. Then they made the sound of rain turning into a thunderstorm, complete with thunderclaps, turning back into a drizzle into clear and sunny weather where they started the chirping of birds again. Wow. And the thing was, they were half naked with muscular bods, so the girls were oogling at them half the time i think.

Next we were on our way to the convention hall to look at our results for today's terrible sacred category. I was really anxious, hoping for the best. It was really berve-racking, standing in front of the big screen waiting for our results to be shown. Saw a silver9. Silver. S-I-L-V-E-R. Heart sank into oblivion. We were merely a few points away from a low gold. Urgh so many 'if onlys' passed through my mind, but everything was done. Nth could be changed.

The bus ride home was really quiet. Then we assembled in the common room to get nagged at by the teachers. As if we didn't feel bad enough. Ms Lim didnt say anything at all. At least she could give us some constructive comments. But i guess she was too excruciated for words. Was nagging to honseng abt everything. Argh. Curfew was later than usual. Cos we din have anything to wake up to the next day. And we din have to wake up so early too. There was this empty feeling within me that wringed at the thought of not being able to compete tmr, having to watch VJ instantly in the finals singing away. Really hated VJ at tt time. But hated ourselves more.

Ok tts it for day4. The longest n most significant day in the trip. A pain in the ass to remember so many details tho.