last night started out fine, and ended not so fine.
i had my gamelan concert last night, and so far that was the best i have played yet. i'm very intimidated by the notion of playing bonang and barry knows it. he's been trying to teach me to play bonang comfortably for a few semesters already. and last night, i think i graduated with flying colours. not that i didn't make any mistakes at all, i did but each time i didn't lose myself and managed to get back into the tempo. bravo me!
and then i came back home and started to feel sick. it happened so suddenly. one minute i was totally fine, talking and laughing. and the next minute, every movement sent my head spinning. you know the numb feeling in your fingers and the heavy feeling in your stomach that you get when you're sick? it was horrible. i knew if i sat outside in the fresh air i would have felt much better, but no way i was going to freeze my arse in the cold in the middle of the night.
huma's leaving in an hour or so. who's gonna entertain me for the next three days? and diah and dewi are leaving on their own, which leaves me to travel down to new jersey with the guys. 5 hours cramped in a car with 4 highly sarcastic guys. i'm a dead meat.
pictures of boston-based malaysians. i loved most of them, everyone looks so happy