i now know the meaning of passion.

:)

just got back not long ago, from teaching the IH choir for National Night..

we did the Italian National Anthem... wheeee!!! :) singing just lifts my spirits up.. like even though i have loads of *sigh* studying to do.. like figure out the notes on fatty acid oxidation, putting away work, (and assignment preparation and tute) doesn't seem to matter to me.. :) with music, my mind and heart seems light and i just love it.

i don't understand why i just feel the happiness of unison singing... learning... i hope things turn out alright.. and yea.. :) i hope this is something i can do for college... and doing this just makes me want to stay in IH next year. but i'll have to see how. *sigh* :)

i was damn tired before dinner. but after the choir prac, I CANNOT SLEEPPPPP

on a more serious note, just a thought that crossed my mind. what is death? a friend told me today.. we should mourn for the living instead. should we? and.. "what if nothing matters?"

too much calvin and hobbes comics. =x
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that was what i blogged 2 hours ago.

now that i'm calmer.. and less hyper (but still hyper that i'm still awake at this hour... )i was thinking.. i really know what it means to have the passion for singing. or plainly, teaching choir. or maybe singing together, and being part of the process of teaching...

yes there were times when i didn't know how much i should go into, about the techniques of choral singing (i'm not exactly the best person to teach that)... about the pronounciation of the words...about the musicality of the song.. wells. :) all i know is that i enjoyed myself thoroughly.. and hopefully the members enjoyed singing too...

wonders of music. :)

okays back to insulin.

and yes.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE! ;)