I realise now that staying home all day was a bad idea –it makes me think so much of things I don’t want to think about…

Last Saturday, I attended my very first symphonic concert, at the Esplanade. It was a pretty interesting experience, though much was left to be desired. I wasn’t entirely wow-ed by the performance, except by how the pianist’s fingers literally waltzed down and up the entire length of the keyboard.
Only 3 pieces were played in the entire performance, the first (Manfred: Overture, Op. 115) and last (Symphony No. 4 in D minor, Op 120) being symphonies composed by Schumann, and the 2nd (Piano Concerto No. 1 in E minor, Op. 11) being a piano concerto by Chopin.

I reckon they should have picked a better starting piece (my choir instructor made me realise how much thought should be put into coordinating performance pieces), but the last 2 were enjoyable. I am curious about Chopin’s works now, albeit a little daunted… We got an encore from the guest pianist after a full 5 minutes of applause. He played an extremely familiar tune that Bee, Gawain and I recognised, but could not put a name to.

I wished the accompanying orchestra (SSO) was a little more serious in the performance though. Not that they did anything wrong (if you ignore the occasional bumping of instruments), but it just felt like I was sitting in on one of their practices. Reminded me of guzheng practices back in secondary school, it did. Perhaps it was because they were performing on a stage and to an audience which they have grown too accustomed to –it is natural, I guess…

Thanks Bee for thinking of me when Gawain invited you to the concert! And thanks Gawain for buying us the tickets, as well as for those Royce chocolates. =)

After the concert, I headed down to join the councillors for our 2nd gathering of the day. Monopoly Deal is great fun! I’m intending to get a deck if it’s not too pricy; perhaps I can rope my sisters into contributing for it as well.

Left early (at 2.30am…) due to the need to use the washroom (and silly Vincent who didn’t bring his house keys, leaving everyone stranded at the outdoor bbq pit). Hopped into the car with Desmond and WeiLun, the latter needed to go home and the former being the chauffeur. 

I stayed out till day-break, as heading home and into bed would likely wake my mommy up, and I didn’t want that to happen in the wee hours of the morning. Thanks Desmond for being ever-so-nice (coughing and drinking of water not involved this time! haha) in driving me around, treating me to (half a) prata at Jalan Kayu and accompanying me till sunrise. =)

We all need someone to be there for us when we're depressed, to hold our hands when we're nervous, or to hug simply because we feel like it. I believe that everybody wants to love and be loved, for humans were made to be social creatures. That's why there are so many songs out there in the music arena covering the controversial topic of love, across the many varied genres.

A personal favourite question of mine to ask, is for the definition of love -how do you know when you're in love with somebody? With the frequent use of this simple four-lettered word, one would think that many would know the answer to that seemingly innocuous question. Yet, no one seemed to be certain of the answers they could come up with, which were vague and incomprehensive. Not that we could fault them, of course. The abbreviation of so vast and noble an emotion would be surely be taboo.

Love goes everywhere with its entourage myriad of other emotions -joy, sadness, comfort, jealously, confidence, anger, self-assurance, and so on. The act of loving, or the termination of such a feeling for another, inevitably and irrevocably changes us, in subtle or obvious ways. These changes are brought over to the next relationship, moulding it to be crafted differently from the former, thus bringing about a new wave of freshness and new changes. Eventually, through the many relationships forged and relinquished in our lifespan, we become emotionally stronger and more stable.

When we love, we give a part of ourselves to another person -a fragile and completely breakable piece of our heart. It's an act of trust in itself -loving ♥