Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Day 4 in Osaka





Ohiyo-Gozaimasu!




We were given free time in the morning after breakfast so the clique went to roam around the city. In the vicinity of the Hotel definitely.
Unfortunately, the free time from 9am was a little too early for the shops to open. Hence, we waited along an empty street and started camwhoring. That would help to kill time. Fast. And it did.




May Cladys Cheyenne and me.




Next top model.
Ha. Ha. Very funny.



The boys, with the usuals,
Gerard Minghuat Farhan and me.

Alert!
Random picture coming up.



Don't ask me why we did that. Hmm, were we discussing on how sleazy that corner was and decided to do a scenario on it?
Yes. I assumed so.



From the left,
Clement May Naz Farhan Minghuat Gerard Liting Jane Cheyenne Cladys

Person missing in the picture was Melissa who was the photographer.




Emo. More like sulking.


Next up was the exchange with the Osaka College of Music. They played Poet and Peasant Overture and March "Blue Sky" to entertain us. Truly entertaining and and awakening session for the band. They were superb obviously. Need I say more? I was just ashamed at that point of time.
Fact was, the band was ashamed of their standard for every single exchange we had.


The band reached early and the International Affair head took the band for a tour around the Opera House. It was splendid. Just a little small though. But nevertheless, the hall was indeed beautiful.







Afterwards, we got into the band room and settled down to hear them play.




The clarinet section was near perfect in terms of intonation and unison. I hardly hear any clashes. WOW.



The band.


Sectionals were not productive at all since most of the time spent was chit chatting about shallow stuffs. I'm not pissed or anything. The thing that kept me on the verge of losing my temper was the communication barrier. It was extremely difficult to bring across a certain idea or topic. Cos both parties only understand simple English and simple Japanese.

How simple can it get?

The time spent with the Clarinetist of Osaka College of Music was rather happy. We talked about obvious stuff that associate each country. For instance Pokemon, Doraemon and the freaking Merlion which mean no significance to us Singaporeans.



With the Eb clarinetist. Shes 21 years old.
I didn't notice my hair was like a pile of shit standing proudly on my poor head. So it had to censored.



Kawaii neh!

She's so pretty. And her playing skills were horribly good.



Dinner time!


It was good. Only the tempura thats all. The rest was just plain bland. It was steamboat which I do not favour much. As I know most of the food would just be tasteless.






There was tempura on the table.
The only thing I loved of that dinner.



The rest of the food seemed alien to me. And I did not munch much on it.



Presenting the special table!

Halal+Vegetarian.



Asnira and Cladys.




Mr Low and Farhan.


I seriously wonder how Farhan can eat so much. I mean. I know he travelled a lot according to him that he got used to the food at some countries. But I thought it was crazy. Cos I felt the food was unbearably tasteless. And definitely not meant to be eaten in my context. Of course the Japanese would love it.

Shit. I'm whining. Okay. I shall stop.




Naz and Asnira.

Naz is my friend. He look exactly like me. His name is Nazriano. Some people think we are twins. But we are not! He's more kind hearted than me. And definitely way mature more than me. That is why I adore him so much. Such good soul he has.

HAHAHAHAHAHA.




Thus, this picture shall mark the end of Day four in Osaka.



Eunice Selena and Naz

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