camp week

Sleepovers and camps are so fun! Last week there was chamber ensemble sleepover, followed by class chalet and RISE camp this week. Chamber sleepover turned out to be a RISE alumni activity. For class chalet we cycled from Aranda CC all the way to Changi Village; we set off after midnight and came back at half past four in the morning, cycling mainly on the road and spotting those people over there. Night cycling is thrilling.

RISE camp was still the best. The alumni crashed it to help out during the first day's night game but only I stayed overnight, for both days. I reckon this is what I'll miss the most. I really hope I can join them again in June next year, despite it being preparation for A-levels. Somehow I must spare two days - just two days - in order to have that final chance to be with them again.

With only six more weeks to catch up with my work and piano playing, I know I can't bring myself to start.

recurrence

Someone motivate me to practise the viola. This year my playing has deteriorated considerably, shattering my confidence to the point where I've lost interest in it. Yet I still refuse to give up because of chamber ensemble and quartet performances (occasionally), but at this point I'm only hanging by a thread. How delicate.

Tonight's the NEA reception. Oh joy, it's another chance to perform. But now my fingers remain permanently out-of-form, and only the right conditions will enable me to recover my previous standard of playing, momentarily. I hope luck will be on my side tonight. Meanwhile I'm really not in the mood to sit down and practise those pieces...

Maybe I should just give up. Why cling on desperately to something, especially when it's not in your favor?

Because it may do more harm than good.