Full-dress rehearsal

Nowadays, the big thing is about the guitar performance, so naturally this is what I'm gonna blog for during these few days. It seems that you're gonna see more entries about what's going on in my life during the holidays, since I'm having much more free time than ever to burn at my own sweet time...

First things first, the guitar playing has been going on smoothly for now, at least for the rhythm guitar part. At first, I thought El Vito was quite a tough piece to play, but it ended up being easier that I thought. Thank God for all this, man. And to make things better, I finally managed to sell 2 tickets off to Uncles Kelvin and Steven!

The whole full-dress rehearsal started at around 9-plus in the morning, so we went to school early. In fact, I reckon I was the earliest - I reached school at around 7.10am and there wasn't a single ghost around until Shi Yong from Harmonica came 10 minutes later. Meanwhile, I was burning my time away until we decided to go to Market 85 for breakfast, since the canteen isn't open, and Market 85 was just within the vicinity of Anglican High anyway.

As always, many complaints and things left locked inside the Guitar Room meant that there was a lot of inconvenience for everyone. Still, the whole programme and rehearsal went on smoothly, and we were dismissed at 12-plus at noon. Being always with Sean, Hsuan Tien and company, we went to lunch after getting ties for us boys and waiting for the girls to get their stuff ready. By the time we reached Market 85 for lunch, it was already 1-plus.

As we were walking down the side gate towards the market, I looked back only to notice that Jiayu, the dancer who was with us, was lagging behind and I wondered why. Thinking back from her saying that she's fatigued, I understood why and went ahead. But how was I to know that she'd just up and fell down onto the floor without any rhyme or reason?

At first, I thought she was just playing possum on the dirty outdoor concrete. But, something was amiss - it seemed she was on the floor for real. Later on I was told that she had hypotension - low blood pressure - and to make matters worse, she didn't even have a proper meal during our lunchtime at Market 85, just ate an apple whilst we were already eating heartily to our hearts' content.

In any case, we went on to carry her aside and made her sit, rest and recover. Just then there was a passer-by uncle who saw what was happening, and passed me some medicated oil. Somewhere along the conversation I heard that uncle say "That one your wife, ah?" Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down there, uncle. I've barely finished my last year in Anglican High, and I didn't even mess around outside, man! I mean, can't you differentiate us students from working adults?

...Or, maybe not. Both Sean and I were still wearing the full-black attire that looked kinda like office wear, so probably that's why that senile old guy made such a big mistake. Worst thing is, Mr Poh was also there among us who were out there helping her get up and rest, so yeah, go figure. He was laughing his way back home, or school, I guess.

Lucky gal, that Jiayu. If she didn't travel with friends around as a group, God knows what might happen if she were alone and feeling weak all of a sudden.