Saturday marked the end of band journey in TPBand. Omg, it really happened. No more band practices on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. I can finally say yes to people on these days. But, hey that's not the point here. It simply hasn't really sink in that I won't be going for band anymore. I do feel empty. Say today, for example. It feels weird that I was home at 7. Like whoah. This band freak went home early. Band really has taken up a big part of my life. Now that I no longer am part of it, it kinda sucks. Heard the recordings and I am suffering from post concert withdrawals. So empty....... I know you guys will say I still can see my friends on other days. But no :( It's a different feeling. Too early to say huh, cause it's seems like I'm just having a bad hangover I can't even make sense of what I'm saying. I'm gonna miss my boys annoying me. My lovely trumpet friends. I'm gonna miss turning around to the timpani when he plays too loud. I'm gonna miss whatsapping CT about wanting to go to the toilet. I'm gonna miss Mr Tan smiling at me and me waving frantically back at him. But of course, there this part where I would say I'm gonna miss you. Undoubtedly. *cues melodramatic background music*
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