Went to NEwater today. Haha Cedarians showed their deperation for guys so obviously can?!
We were inside the building when we just cross paths with the Japanese University students. Its co-ed. (I think their school is kinda prestigious cause its in Tokyo.) Then the guide said
"Say konichiwa"
"Konichiwa!!!"
"Now say aishiteru"
Me:"What shit?!?!" The people who were despo "AISHITERU!!!"
See!!! Why so desperate?!?! Then later when we were watching a video, some girls went to sit beside them!!! So... I dunno how to describe it. I'm so speechless...
Well, when we went back to school, I went for band for the last about 30 minutes or so? So that I can get my ice-cream. (But in the end it didn't come!!! Cheat my feelings and waste my time!!!)
And today, me and Taylor officially lost our babies. Well, I dunno if she treats her trombone as her baby but I do ok?! So sad. I had to give my awesome trumpet to Felicia. I feel like writing a farewell note to y lovely trumpet. Well, I don't think I gave it a name though. But Zhi Yi calls it Spit. So Spit it shall be. I shall write my farewell note to Spit here.
Dear Spit,
From the first time I chose you as my dear companian, I knew you will be the right one for me. When the others' trumpets got stuck very easily or when their slide falls out very easily, I knew that you were the best trumpet anyone can ever get because your slide will not drop out.
I remember the first time I saw your box, I was excited to see what was inside that nice looking box that you were in. When I saw you, I was so fascinated my your looks that I couldn't take my eyes off you.
I remember the first time I buzzed into your mouth piece. What a wonderful feeling that was, being able to hear the little sound I produced with my lips. And I still can remember the very first note I played on you. It sounded so magical and wonderful, I was so excited to play more!
I remembered the first time I pressed your valves. Even though it felt weird, I enjoyed the feeling. I also can remember the first time I oiled your valves. It was so much fun. Unscrewing and screwing them back on again.
I remember the first time I polished you. So much black stuff came out, showing your beauty underneath. I was mesmerised by your beauty and your shiny-ness that I couldn't bear to take my eyes off you.
I remember the first time I brought you home for the holidays. I was complaining about how heavy you are and how tiring it was to hold you. But when I hugged you in my arms, the load was lightened and I could feel warmth.(Probably cause the box is black and it trapped the heat)
I remember hating you alot at first. Thinking, ugh.... I got into band and I'm playing the stupid trumpet, which I have no idea what it looks like. But after I saw you, my mindset changed and I slowly learnt to love and care for you. I was afraid of holding you, because I was scared that I would drop you and hurt you, and causing a scar on you. But the more I held you, the more confident I felt.
We're been through both think and thin, sharing joy and laughter. You were the one that was with me through my very first concert, my very first competition. You have taught and helped me alot. Thank you so very much. I hope that your new owner will find many new and unforgettable memories to make with you, just like how you made so many with me. Take care, my 555202 trumpet and I love you.
Love, your ex owner, Shan Shan
left; 5:40 AM
