Looking back at the photos during the competition and flashing my mind over all I've been through makes my tears flow down my cheeks. Thinking back, I've experience marching with my seniors and juniors carrying both bass and snare drums. And thinking back, it's like it is about to happen and I can't wait to do it but it has actually happened. My time in MMB has come to an end. Why did it pass so fast? Every night when the competition ends I tell myself next year is coming. But now, there is no more chance for me to march and feel eyes on me as a member in the band. I've almost forgotten how it feels like to march on the field since the last time I went there. What I have been feeling these days are the feelings I have when I was a form 1. How does it feel like to march on the field in the stadium? I ask myself recently. All I want now is just another 12 minutes on that field.
These are the most memorable years in my life. 4 years of that. No way I can get it off my mind. The pride is more than anything in the world.
Perak Band finals will be nexy friday night. I can't imagine how it feels like to go into the stadium and sit at the spectators view and not at the back on the stadium.
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