I was reminiscing just a while ago.
3 years back, when I first joined band, I was very shy and nervous. Till now, I could remember how I first learnt the music notes, my first performance, my first competition and my first juniors. Time seem to pass pretty fast, I really miss everything back then.
When I was in Sec 1(2006), I really liked the band. They were fun and very sociable people to communicate with. We talked a lot during breaks, we had lots of fun during our camp, we(Sec 1s) gossiped and called people names, we went for lunch together when we had our lunch break, we squeezed together in the Music Room, we teared together during our last fun camp before the change of conductor… Those times.
In December, we had a change of conductor, of course, it was a very depressing for news for us. We had to adapt to the changes very quickly in 4 months. Time was crucial. The competition day was one of the worst days ever, I’ve never felt so disappointed in myself, never. It was really saddening. I wished the announcer had announced the wrong results, but she didn’t. We cried while other schools were cheering. In the bus back to school, we could only hear each other sobbing. No one spoke.
Knowing that everything had happened and we can’t change the fact, we moved on. So, we did our best for our last performance - Awards Night. We were happy, we snapped many photos and hung a huge smile on our face, because we know that it is the last performance together with the seniors. We(Sec 2s) made a video to our seniors for their tribute to the band over the years.We had our last fall-out together, we broke down. We cried together, again, both guys and girls. It is the best.
The seniors left, another batch took over the band. We(Sec 2s) were unhappy and upset. We decided to skip practices together. We were immature, yes. Soon after, we slowly get commit into band. We bonded with our juniors, we built stronger friendships. We were happy. Around the end of the year, the Sec 2s will have to be prepared to take over the band. Things will change.
In my third year, the seniors left. We(Sec 3s) took over the band. We finally understood the pressure that was given to our seniors. The Head Committee members were initially talking among ourselves. Then, we slowly got together during band, we joked and played with each other. I will have to admit myself that I did not do a good job for my department, but well, I tried. We took part in another competition, it was not a good one. Soon after, we had a trip to Hong Kong, our first overseas trip. We slept less than 4 hours every night, we had meetings when all the others are sleeping soundly. We had to check on the rest before we could sleep. Together, we enjoyed the trip very much.
We came back, we practiced, we endured, we persevered, just to attain better results for SYF. The competition day came, we got better results. But is it really better? I don’t know. We had to stepped down after that. Our closest juniors took over the band. Changes happened.
We went back to band one day, we had no idea what happened. Things changed. We felt outcast, or maybe, we were. Many misunderstandings happened. I don’t like the faces given by some of our closest juniors. It was really heart-wrenching to see the people that we always talked and joked with to change so much. We went for the camp, we insisted staying overnight for a day. We left early in the morning, because we don’t know how to face them. Although those misunderstandings were cleared, I still think that something is not right. Every time I return back to band or see any of them again, I often see some of their faces saying “What are you doing here, you have already graduated, you don’t have to come back, your face turns me off.” Well, maybe it’s just me.
We used to be so close, but now, why do I feel that there is a huge deep gap in between us? I can’t feel the bond we used to have again. And do you notice, after 2006, the tears stopped. We never cried together again. I feel sad, don’t you, too?