Wednesday, April 14, 2004
im seriously frustrated.
the choir's goin to fail terribly in the concert.
2nd of May.
18 days.
I tink.
But it doesnt matter.
18, 28, 88...
it doesnt matter.
if they dun give a shit.
here we r givin all our best.
sacrificing our time.
sloggin away.
being in the music comm isnt fun i tell u.
and u ppl happily tink this is all our responsibility?
Let me tell u this.
F-U-C-K U.
we r doin this not because of u.
but because of our passion.
because of the choir.
try sittin in front of the section.
playin the keyboard.
tryin to get notes and dynamics into ur ears.
screaming to get u ppl to shut up and listen.
imploring u ppl to write down notes on ur scores.
not as if u ppl treat ur scores like ur precious rite.
enduring all the stress and time limit we have.
all these without music background.
go to hell.
if u ppl dun put in the effort.
dun join.
we dun need u all.
niaoren 4/14/2004 11:43:00 PM
