hmmm.... mixed feelings towards National Day... National Day ALWAYS reminds me of those times when we performed at National Day..... so coooll.. those were my first time watching fireworks and just swaying along with my frens.. but those were days that reaped me of my Saturdays and sometimes even weekdays to march under the scorching sun... thinking back.. it was really really tough.. carrying my stupid tuba and marching around... we even had to make-up.. i remembered i'd always tell my make-up artist i want something LIGHT... and they'd give me LIGHT BLUE instead of BROWN (which i wanted) or something nude... (cos i din know much abt make-up then, i thought brown is considered light make-up, din know the term NUDE makeup.. :P) and i always remembered that my juniors alwaysssssss wanted to get those army guys' hp numbers.... and most of my juniors had crushes on those army guys.. hahhaha.. so farny...typical sec school girls... wat to do..all of them would gather around and giggle giggle and point point at those army guys... (we had army guys in our school to help us with refreshments, bus number cards and to lead the way to the stadium.. they'd always practice with us in school, not those army guys in national stadium lah..but they are sign-on army guys though) so fun..

watching the live ndp made me quite "high" too.. even though i wasn't there.. cos of my stupid lil bro ah... kept screaming and screaming and running around... and both of us were waiting for those fighter planes to fly past our estate... heh.. then when we saw 6 of them we were so excited..my bro even waved his small little national flag at them..hahhaha... felt like way way way back then when i was just a little kid... i'd wait by my window for those planes too... but i never saw them.. just heard the louddddddd sound...and very very surprisingly... we heard the loud bangs of fireworks.. (i reckon they came frm the celebration at jurong east la).. but we were disappointed that we could only hear, but not see those fireworks.. :P