the mood was surreal as we stood by the speakers. Ema got them to chant. "RDP! RDP!" at that moment. I can swear to god, that, IF! i were the one holding the mic, I'd be saying the same thing in this manner.
"RDP! *sob* RDP! *sob*"
That moment engulfed me in a feeling of pure elation. To be able to achieve our goal. Wonderful. I'll thank EFA, SID and FYDA for being there. Like the family who wasn't there, they filled the empty slots in my heart. and..
Baby came down from his seat and stood by the stage, rooting support to his babygirl. Even when he's got high fever for a few days running, sweetest ever.
Mum, dad.. they weren't there. Cos they don't support. Because in their eyes, I let go of my income for percussion, my passion. But I don't care what mum cares about when all she cares about is money in her pocket at the end of each month. URGH! let's not go into details shall we?
On monday, both Fahiq and myself will be starting work. God wish us well, and may FEB be a better month.
oh! HAPPY SECOND TO US!
in writing. || 11:39 PM