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2009年3月21日星期六 22:00
TRAUMATIC!!

I expected our choir could at least get a silver medal.Because I have seen our members working very hard.Can you imagine standing for 3 to 4 hours and singing without a single break?This was our normal life.Frequently we had to go through auditions--singing one by one--and the scoldings from conductors.I felt very tired, both physically and mentally.However all of us have endured it,for as long as 7 months.

Sometimes the truth is so ruthless.No matter how hard we tried, how long we have been practiced and how much we wanted the silver medal, we just couldnt get what we wished.Today would be the most unforgettable day of my secondary school life, and i think so did all the choir members.

We just failed. We let the teachers , conductors even the principals down.I felt bad.

Actually I had the premonition that we would not get silver when we stepped off the stage, but i just kept telling myself this was wrong.After hearing some of the choirs behind us, I also began to feel that we had not a scintilla of a chance of winning.I counldnt convince myself. I saw Mr Goh' s "black face" and I knew something had gone terribly wrong..

Until I received many msgs with bold "bronze".I was so shocked!and depressed.So did all of my friends.we didnt make it.

This is just not a perfect ending for my secondary school choir experience.not perfect.

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cos you were all I ever wanted.
cos you were all I ever needed and more.
cos i’m still in love with you.

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