I love orchestra. The ‘Butterfly lover’ is just so beautiful. Their performance took my breath away.
Minutes before the orchestra starts, Jen sent me a text message. She told me that our result will be releasing on the 9th August. This message strike me like a boomerang. I have no idea what to do that moment. I can’t show my worry look to the audience beside me. They pay the same amount as I did but they have to suffer my worries with me. This is not fair to them. So I hide it properly behind my face. I’m a happy person in everyone’s face but the truth, I’m worry. I need to talk to someone at that moment. I need someone listen to my whimper. I’m scared. My heart beat so fast that it almost fell out from its place. My tears of worry formed a river deep in my heart. I’m weak in that moment. I may not even stand if I have to. My hands were trembling.
When the orchestra begins, my worry had faded away together with my other thoughts. The magical notes that came from those traditional Chinese instruments took over my brain and I totally blend into the fantastic music they made. They projector beside the stage showing what does the song that they’re performing is about. They even tell the faster motion part describes which part of the story and the slower represent which part. They made the story alive. They tell the story by their music. They brought miracle to us. They made my day.
Looking at those musicians playing their instrument attentively yet enjoying, I regret not joining them when I’m able to. Their every move is so even and they did it all together. My eyes did not look away from the stage. I’m so into the music and every move of the musician.
During the 15 minutes break, I recall back all the songs and sounds. It makes me feels better. It brings smiles to my face. It brings life to me. When I was enjoying my feedback, my phone vibrates.
“Hello….”
“Hey Lai Yin, Jimmy here….”
“Hey… what’s up?”
“Did you saw me?”
“Yea, I saw you and Seh Hoon, just sitting the row beside mine.”
“Oh…hmm… I just call to say hi….”
“okay~~ hi…..”
“okay, c ya than…”
“ Cya….”
For your info, they’re just sitting few sits beside me. I can only say that they’re rich.
That day’s weather symbolizes my emotion. When we just reached CHS, it was raining; my heart was crying with tears of worry. And when the concert ends, it’s a bright sunny day again, my smile craw back to my face and I felt better already.
Minutes before the orchestra starts, Jen sent me a text message. She told me that our result will be releasing on the 9th August. This message strike me like a boomerang. I have no idea what to do that moment. I can’t show my worry look to the audience beside me. They pay the same amount as I did but they have to suffer my worries with me. This is not fair to them. So I hide it properly behind my face. I’m a happy person in everyone’s face but the truth, I’m worry. I need to talk to someone at that moment. I need someone listen to my whimper. I’m scared. My heart beat so fast that it almost fell out from its place. My tears of worry formed a river deep in my heart. I’m weak in that moment. I may not even stand if I have to. My hands were trembling.
When the orchestra begins, my worry had faded away together with my other thoughts. The magical notes that came from those traditional Chinese instruments took over my brain and I totally blend into the fantastic music they made. They projector beside the stage showing what does the song that they’re performing is about. They even tell the faster motion part describes which part of the story and the slower represent which part. They made the story alive. They tell the story by their music. They brought miracle to us. They made my day.
Looking at those musicians playing their instrument attentively yet enjoying, I regret not joining them when I’m able to. Their every move is so even and they did it all together. My eyes did not look away from the stage. I’m so into the music and every move of the musician.
During the 15 minutes break, I recall back all the songs and sounds. It makes me feels better. It brings smiles to my face. It brings life to me. When I was enjoying my feedback, my phone vibrates.
“Hello….”
“Hey Lai Yin, Jimmy here….”
“Hey… what’s up?”
“Did you saw me?”
“Yea, I saw you and Seh Hoon, just sitting the row beside mine.”
“Oh…hmm… I just call to say hi….”
“okay~~ hi…..”
“okay, c ya than…”
“ Cya….”
For your info, they’re just sitting few sits beside me. I can only say that they’re rich.
That day’s weather symbolizes my emotion. When we just reached CHS, it was raining; my heart was crying with tears of worry. And when the concert ends, it’s a bright sunny day again, my smile craw back to my face and I felt better already.
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The barbeque party host by my dad was a success, but the fish is a bit not well ‘burn’. Anyway, every guest had lots of fun and they all love the party.
For Lai Ming and I, hosting a great party is consider nothing amazing or fantastic since The Low family loves hosting parties. It’s just so normal to me since young.
No pictures for the party and the ‘butterfly lover’. Sorry.
Love,
Nichole @ Lai Yin
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