Wow! It's over. It's finally over. SYF... In the blink of an eye, four years have passed. Students become the teachers, follower becomes the leader. It's just so fast and shocking. I can't bear to leave the band. After all, band is indeed a second home to me, providing me with warmth and friends. As juNe Ping says, we will feel empty. People will cry. But I guess, it lives on in everyones heart. 
    Well, first things first. Ang mo kio symphonic band, gold! Whee! Sigh. Although I was a little disappointed, I guess it's ok. I bet my solo wrecked our chances. I'm feeling a little happy and a little sad. Mixed feelings. 
    We spent the waiting time at Benedict's house. They were playing monopoly deal, pool or just talking. Heh. I was too tired and went to sleep. Before heading over, we did the traditional Tau pok and went to ichiban to feast! Yeah! Haha. 
    Hmm... We are really leaving the band. For our studies. I don't know how the juniors feel about that. Some maybe happy, others sad. But the thing I have to say to them, is the same.
    Dear juniors, although we do not present you with gifts, letters or any gesture of care, we do care. For every single one of you. We are leaving. Some of you might feel lost and empty. But it's normal. You will get over us and move on, bringing the section and the band, to a greater height. There will be times where you feel like giving up. Just remember that no matter what, your seniors and more importantly your batch mates will be there for you. Anyway, just one last thing. Make music during your time at amk symphonic. Don't lower your expectations. Make every second in band count. Enjoy yourself.
    I guess I'll leave you all with these words. We'll visit. I promise. Oh. And... We love you. 
Time to study!