Strolling down life with my Quah...

Thanks guys for trying to cheer me up when I was down. I think my darling daughter is right... I should be grateful that I have a passion I enjoy, rather than place unneccessary stress on myself. :). Singing does make me happy. I shall gambate! Jia you gogo!

I went for my prewedding photo shoots and it was the most fun I had in a long time. My makeup was inches thick, my hair as hard as stone from the hairspray and my eyelashes can trap flies. Ironically I look the prettiest I've ever looked in a long time. Hiak hiak hiak.

I think I've been a lucky girl to find someone to accompany me on the rest of life's journey. He has been my rock for the past 2 rollercoaster years and the best friend I've ever had. Anyway, can't wait to show all you people my photos! Hohoho!

Happy Valentine's Day!

You there in the back row. Hear me when I sing my songs. Hear me loud and clear and strong...

I am sad. Had a bad day at singing class today. Totally can't sight sing to save my life. And my voice teacher looked at me as if I'm mental again... x_x. I suxs. I tried to explain to the Quah the reason I feel so upset and why singing is so important to me. And he looked at me as if I were mental too. x_x....

Here's the story. It happened ever since the day I saw Les Miz when I was in secondary school. I wanted to be Eponine on stage. I wanted to be in the bloody spotlight and have my voice touch every heart in the hall that night. And from then on, I tried to move towards my dream. So much so that I tried too hard and lost my voice for a good 2 years. I kinda fell into depression then and took up piano instead to distract my attention away from singing. But I can't stop! So I decided to give it another shot again and got this really really fierce chinese voice teacher who screamed, " YOU CALL THIS SINGING?", every lesson. I didn't think much of her singing too ... but I wanted to learn as much as I can. So I NINJA REN. Till I managed to get into a youth choir and I sacked her. BWAHAHAHA! Tried that for nearly two years and got abit tired of the hectic schedule plus I hooked up a beng... so no time. So I went back to voice lessons which were more relaxed. Thought I finally found a teacher who has a lovely voice and is nice and patient then BAM!, she has to go Boston to further her studies... And now I have a teach who is so young... and somehow... made me realise that my dream will forever be a dream. I'm 6 years older than her and my standard is not even anywhere near her yet... Will I ever make it? Doesn't take a genius to figure that maths out I guess.

Much as I love to sing... I'm not too talented I guess... :'(. I probably have to stoop inside the lousy climatics chamber in the office and work as a lowly engineer forever because I'm not much good at my job too. I'm not good at anything. I'm sad.

"And he sang from his heart.

And he sang from his soul.

He did not know how well he sang.

It just made him whole..."