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HOLY COW! I've managed to slash nearly 2 minutes from my previous 1.5mi running time of 13:38 to 11:51 after work. According to a post in one forum board, it is possible to pass Selection with this time but I am still striving to get it down to the Para level of 09:30 maybe even 09:15 which is bordering impossible.

Must up sit ups to 70 next week and must reach 50 good form continuous press ups! :D
I CAN DO THIS!

Somehow, my silicon wristband is not around my wrist anymore. It must have fallen off!
I've been wearing it since I got it to remind me of my goal! I've searched in our flat but it's not here. The only other time I went out was to go to ULU and that's when I realised it wasn't there. AAAAAAAAAAAH! Why is this happening to me?

:( I feel so crap and useless now. How did I manage to loose it? Is my wrist really that tiny??? Booooo!!!

...because my fitness level is poo.

My 1.5 mile running is 00:14:36 which is 5 minutes off my target. Although I can do 50 press ups, it takes me 4 minutes to do them all. And lastly, my weight is still 57kg (9 stones) and shows no signs of improving. The only thing that's good thus far is me reaching 60 sit ups in 2 minutes.

Arrrgh.

If things don't improve by January, I will be upset for the whole year!
Must get fitttttteeeerrrrrr!!!!

Things suck!

The only UL club I am passionate about joining coincides with work and this music thing I've already booked myself for. Grrr. This is lame.

I'm supposed to go to the University of London Officer Corps Induction tonight at 5pm but apparently to fully join the club, I'd need to pass the Selection process this weekend! Argh! I know I can pass it (I've been training, believe it or not, since I got back from Knellar Hall) but the problem is I can't do this weekend! So there's no point in attending tonight. Arrrrrgh!

This fails! Very much!


FML!



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I guess, Ima just go to UCL Anime Society tonight.

From 13 October to 21 Feb 2010.

This looks quite exciting! Any takes?

My Howarth S2 Open Hole Thumbplate Oboe and I!




:D

I AM NOW POOR BUT A HAPPY FELLA!

I reply to adziu comment: aye we did lots of marching band. :D FUN!

To continue on from my last post, I thought I'd expand on what I've said before about my experience in Knellar Hall.

I quote: "I regret doubting and making myself paranoid about it because it went incredibly smooth, interesting, engaging and most importantly encouraging throughout."

At first, I was slightly paranoid about the Music Corps, in fact anything about the Army. I was worried about being mocked for my dweeby frame, substandard musical ability and the fact I look plainly foreign. I'm not branding the Army as a racist institution but I understand some individuals can be immature so I considered that before I sent my decision.

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Last week, I received an email from Knellar Hall about my place in the work experience course at the Royal Military School of Music. I only had about 24 hours to decide whether to take it or not because I received the email at such a very short notice. Inferiority complex aside, I didn't think I would fit the Army image. My musical ability, although is above some, is not spectacular and my frame looks as fragile as a stick. Still, I really wanted to experience what being an Army Musician is like. And also, it's always been my desire to march in a band, that's why I chose to play the flute in the first place. That reason pushed me forward and I sent my yes the day after.

On Monday, I woke up at about 6am to get to Knellar Hall in Twickenham. It was a residential course so I packed enough to last for the week. I got there at about 0830 where I was briefly introduced to the rest of the work experience group. There were 3 other guys and 4 girls, all were from outside of London (from as close as Northamptonshire to Northern Ireland) but they had already stayed the night before and had already pretty much been introduced to each other.

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I am extremely tired and in much need of a long good night sleep which is why I don't really intend to type things that happened all out (in one go(?)). But the message I want to put across is that it really had been a wonderful experience. I regret doubting and making myself paranoid about it because it went incredibly smooth, interesting, engaging and most importantly encouraging throughout. The people in the camp, from the training musicians, officers, dinner ladies, admin and pretty much everyone were very pleasant, helpful, and sociable. Although in the beginning, I didn't seriously think of joining the Music Corps (I just wanted to spectate really) but this experience had made me definitely want to do it. Perhaps I'll go through some of the reasons why at a later post.


Tired! Going to seel! Goodnight!

• 23:31 twitgoo.com/3r1o3 the good company!!! #
• 13:38 Aah what a great week! #

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• 21:17 Gaaaaah! Fail even at table tennis. Booo! #
• 07:24 Had my breakie so... Good Morning world. Sometimes I forget where I am but sunrise ere is purdy! #
• 15:45 The band looks dapper tonight! Incl us! :D we're heading to chelsea. Yay back to civ again! #

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• 08:44 Damn flutes. No fanfare rehearsal for us. Boo! Theory test in 15mins. Comfy sofa for now...wait scrap tat do some scales apparently. *dies* #
• 15:38 Want to quickly make time pass quickly? Play scales. *sigh* I feel like I've achieved nothing today. Gonna play ping pong instead and win! #

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• 23:03 Pillowfight is lol. But really bed plz. Changing of the Guards tomorrow. Woo back to relative civilisation! #
• 10:55 Had the must-had caffeine boost @ waterloo. Detoured to Covent Garden & now at the Changing of the Guards. Fantastic weather. Nom plz. #
• 12:13 twitgoo.com/3h2es :) some 20minutes ago. Now back to the Hall for our marching band practice. #

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• 10:36 Arrived 2 hrs ago. Had a tour round and watched the Monday morning drills. Made my wobbly web. Physical training in 20mins. Death. #
• 13:01 PT done. Surprisingly not dead. Food nao plz. #
• 19:55 Had tea 3 hours ago. I ate a little too much but Corps food isn't that bad. Just listened to an epic & very catchy trombone concerto. #

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• 02:58 Yippee yiaaeee yippee yaiyeh! wake up now! :D #

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• 12:08 Bus, where are you taking me? #
• 12:09 Wahoops. Let me paraphrase: Bus, where arrrrrrr you taking me? #

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Yes, that was today's dream was about. Though my memory is like a sieve the moment I open my eyes, I can recall that it began somewhere in a laboratory building. The graphics were like Half-Life and I had a shotgun. Soon some team mates popped up from nowhere. I picked granades... and some marbley things that looked like energy Pokemon cards. I didn't know what they were but that's generally what I do in games: pick everything that can be picked up.

In my wanderings, armed and a bit paranoid, I run into some enemies (says the red crosshair). So I started shooting frantically and throwing everything I got. The grenades exploded but Pokemon energy balls did nothing. The enemy turned out to be a fat zombie and tried to bite as it got close. I run away screaming back and I reached a med lab. Lot's of syringes and men with med face masks. the damned thing was still after me. The meds didn.'t do anything until my shotgun blew it to pieces. Then some meds came up to me and said: "you have to take this! It is an anti-herd". They didn't explain but they injected me...on my eyebrows!

I run away out and made my way down a hall. I reached a room with bookcases. It was like a library/office. At the stroke of the hour, an intercom said: "plan arc" and suddenly, the bookcases rearranged themselves to a shape of an arc. In the middle there was a classroom and someone that looked like my RE teacher, Mr Parker.

Slightly freaked out of things by now but I found the way out. Phew.

The outside place became the UCL quad. Still armed, I was suddenly caught in an intense crossfire.

I hurried back to a shelter and some teammates followed me. We all camped for bit in a room filled with resources...until this freak came in with a rocket launcher and blew us all up.

I was respawned right were I died but everything was gone. No more weapons and by the sounds of it, the crossfire outside had finished and it was replaced by lots of youth bickerings, laughter and some music.

I went out and instantly, I recognise dome Concert Band members. I ran up to them and glomped Stephen (I don't even talk to this guy in band). He told me auditions for choir were being held so we went.

We in the South Cloisters but somehow managed to go throught the moving bookcases room. As we were passing it, the intercom said "plan circle" and everything moved accordingly.

We reached the choir room. Two guys in their late 40s were the masters and a bunch of auditionees lined up in rows. They finished and somehow it was my turn. Choir master handed me a score and queued my start. Problem! I can't sight sing. It didn't help that the piece was not even a choir piece... it was Winter!!!! I gave it a try anyways. On my side, the masters were shaking their heads in disappointment. Towards the end, it had extremely high notes but I couldn't reach them so I thought my audition failed. One master took the score and pointed out the small notes underneath the staff, which were of bass/baritone level and made me sing again. It's a more comfortable range so I re-sung. There were looks of approval while I was it, even though I wasn't sure of my pitch. After I was done they told us to wait a little while and ushered us out.

Not knowing what to do, I let my feet take me and soon, I was at a flat that's strangely in the quad. It was the flat of the Spanish couple that lived underneath my room in Stepney Green. We had tea and some conversation (with my broken caveman like Spanish) about Cebu, an island in the Philippines.

And then I woke up ...

• 15:26 My neighbour probably thinks I'm weird.He caught me talking to myself in the lift saying: "I don't mind, I don't mind..." as the door opened #
• 17:15 WHERE DID 4KG OF MY BODY WEIGHT GO?!?!?! #

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Jerickson,

I would like to confirm that you have received the consent form and joining instructions etc in the post and are in the process of returning the consent form to us.

I look forward to meeting you next week. Please contact me if you have any queries.

Regards

Sonia Perez Baeza

S Perez Baeza
Sgt
F Cse Supervisor
KH Mil: 94641 8675
Civil Tel: 020 8744 8675
Mil Fax: 94641 8688
Civil Fax: 0208 8744 8688
Tafmis: RMSM-FCSUP
E-Mail: fcsup@rmsm.mod.uk


As it turns out, I'm apparently supposed to be doing work experience with the Army Corps of Music next week, without my knowledge. Errr. WANT but is scared actually. Don't know what to expect.

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