chingay. chingay. chingay.

-dies-

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its really really fun!

but we had to wait to perform for two hours.

my back hurt.

6 plus - 8.48p.m

carrying instrument

my bell is so HEAVY.

and the worst part - percussionists can't put down anything.

no one can actually.

but we are wearing the chingay shiny vest above our carrier which equals to

ultimate strangulation & ultimate pain

-faint-

so friggin' uncomfortable

we were supposed to seem like we were having fun

but apparently no one seemed like we were having fun.

half a metre balloon hat ;

mask on the right side of face .

super painful and uncomfortable.

we had to smile.

= how can we smile when we are like 'wind conductors'?

the wind was blowing our heads away.

the stupid balloon sculpt was standardized this time

and it sucked.

gwad.

will blog tonight more.