On dreaming

So I found this soundtrack from my favorite movie back then in middle school. Oh the memories. School work had never been my focus even then. Beside the demand for normalcy and friends, it was part of what made me willing to go to school: my first and most loved band, TOP DBC.

For the very first time of my life, I learnt a lot of priceless things among them were discipline, commitments, comradeship and how to enjoy music. No, I'm not a music prodigy, and no, it's not about throwing expectations of geniuses for everyone. It was simply about simple activities in practicing tunes and moves we like, doing routines to force-knock some basic sense of rhythm and marching techniques, getting together to come up with a mutual interpretation of the melodies, being high on stage and doing push-ups to kick any lingering post-performance regrets afterwards. At that time, I was kinda determined to dedicate myself to that extra-curriculum club for the rest of my schooling days and to try bringing that corp a few step closer to the nationals.

Skip a few years, now I realise how easy it is for humans to lose sight of a dream.