I did not have a clue how to face today's happenings after a night full of tears, disappointments and sadness which was masked over by my smiley, all-cheery face as if nothing wrong had happened. I couldn't even have a sound sleep.. Sleeping at 1am after get dozed off by the (boring but interesting) The Panthom of The Opera, original version, which apparently served its purpose to distract my mind from thinking of more crying and even more crying. I kept waking up.. at three, four, five, six, and finally, 7.20am, where I finally realised I only have 55minutes left to reach school for guitar. Didn't even have the energy to face the toughness of today's guitar practice (I KNEW it would be tough.. Wednesday's three hours of sectional session was mentally exhausting, let alone today's five hours of ensemble session). I was thinking of skipping the practice to rest my mind, but something pulled me out of my bed, as if saying that 'skipping practice won't get you anywhere.. not out of the problem, not getting better at playing your parts in the ensemble'. So I dragged my feet off the room, washed, and set off.

To my dismay, Fungshin's sms appeared in the middle of the practice (practice was disastrous for my section.. NONE of us could play -well, Pat could play quite well actually- and the conductor was obviously pissed off by us).. saying something like her father couldn't fetch me tomorrow because he gotta go work. Not her fault, but I am annoyed. It's like, isn't there enough problems for me to face already?? Arghh, I was then all-out to find ways to get to Senai Airport.. asked Adrian, who surprisingly was polite today; asked Kai Lin (upon Adrian's suggestion) who was being a lil bit rude (I don't know why I consider "dunno sorry" as rude but anyway) but it's understandable enough; asked Yen Yah and Yi Chin who were being EXTREMELY helpful hahaha.. but up to the end of the practice, I still had no clue whether I would successfully arrive at Senai tomorrow!

So, anyway, wanted to go Johor Baru after the practice to get a clearer picture on how to get to Senai. Yen Yah was going back Johor, so I decided to just follow her. She said her daddy could fetch her at the Custom as well as driving me to the nearby Landmark Hotel to see the shuttle bus to Senai. Upon Yi Chin's suggestions, we decided to drop off at Bugis's old shops area to see whether a straight bus from Singapore to Senai truly existed (Adrian said it did).. and what a fun trip it was! Hahaha.. we kinda explored one of the lorongs on Victoria St., then walked all the way to Sungei Rd. (it wasn't far, really) and discovered that there was a bus station, catering especially for Singapore-JB route! We went to the counter to ask whether there was a bus to Senai... and THERE WAS! Hahahhaha.. It was the most happifying thing today.. I felt truly lucky to be surrounded by helpful friends =) And Yen Yah was happy, too, because in that bus station, there were a few bus 170, which could bring her straight from the station (called Queen St.) to the Custom! Was a really fun afternoon (although I can't imagine under other circumstances I would be equally as happy).

The best thing was the good news from home on my way back from Queen St. to hostel.. hahaha.. ticket to Surabaya was all settled, I just need to collect it from Counter F of Garuda Airways at Soekarno-Hatta Airport tomorrow night.

It seemed miraculous.. how things were so wrong yesterday and yet so right today.
How I was so sad yesterday yet so happy today.
How everything falls into place, proving only one thing:
A Divine Intervention.
I can't believe it was only yesterday night that I question, "God do you truly exist? Why do you give me such magnitude of problems?" and that today I discovered myself admitting the truth: that God works with his own ways, sometimes we don't understand it, and anyway we don't need to. We just have to accept it. Have faith and all.

So I am leaving Singapore very soon. Am truly excited (okay, 180degrees change from yesterday's mood, I shall admit). One thing I regret is that I won't be able to catch a marathon of ten songs that would be performed by Pat-Stan-Adrian at Prom Night and that I won't be able to spend that night with the people who have made difference in my life: my friends.

Argh. Life is beautiful.