Retracing my steps

Being the webmistress of the official blog of Ressonnant - my former school choir - is a task I'd love to take upon my shoulders once again. And so I did, after more than three months of disappearance and offline activity. Being loaded with law, business and English literature assignments, I wondered if I could ever touch the keys for that feeling of victory - the blog of the school choir - and bask in it for a long time.

Right now, I am logged in as Choeur Ressonnant on MSN and me on Windows Live Spaces - and this is where all the fun for today can be found : http://choeurressonnant.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!4EF478B093B4A5C3!393.entry

Reading Ms Joaan's Friendster blog actually made me rejoice today. Thank you Jesus for helping le ressonnant.

Something crossed my mind before the competition was to be held. Way before that. As I handed in the score - Jalur Gemilang was complete and was a refresher from last year ; the medley was a bit incomplete as I didn't know the range of the new group. Neither did I know the new group which was to replace us, but I do know Rebecca, the pianist. She is a talented kid. Praise God. But I wondered, did I do enough ? I wondered how people would react to the empty spaces left inside ? The empty spaces were symbols of emptiness, really... I missed everyone whom I worked with. And I still do. I prayed, early in the year, God, please bless Resonnant.

God really helped them today. They are state champions once again ! Only this time, I don't have photos of the joy which took place. If only someone could assemble them and send them to me. I could upload them. Just to bask in the glory of Ressonnant, the choir which I left behind, I posted the entry and relished in it. They're now going to Ipoh, and I wonder if I will ever partake in their glory.... I want to see them bringing the Wilayah flag (and the trophy back home, victorious).

Jojo really helped us a lot. I remember when I first entered choir (it was not called Choeur Ressonnant back then) in 2003, and when mom came to watch the prelims, she had one word across her lips : HOPELESS. They actually sounded like frogs, so much so that our then principal, Mrs Alice George did not wish to see the next rounds. Ever. I sobbed. I pleaded. I prayed for a seance of help. The fateful day our competitions were held, I was inconsolable. I cried for the rest of the week.

Then, in 2004, she came.

It was just like the Scriptures put it : there is a time for sorrow, a time for joy. And God does things in His own time. Somehow, deep down, I knew, no matter what happens, she is still a symbol of hope. There in the school hall I saw her for the first time : gutsy, with spiky hair, a baju kurung to go with it, a cute face, and a rage. Wow ! I did not understand the concept of time, but God sent more than a seance of help : he lifted us out of the curse of being last in the list. And it was a wait which lasted for two years ! In 2006, we became champs for the first time. And now, it is 2008. I thank you, Jojo. And I miss you. Now, while retracing my steps, I could just cry. Weep, rather. Being in Ressonnant was a milestone for me.

I asked Shima (while I was still logged in to Choeur Ressonnant), did I do enough ? Shima was there with us since 2006. She told me, yes. That gave me a reason to smile... and perhaps, look forward.

Hopefully, if my dream of being a recording artiste ever comes true and I make it to the Zenith or any one of Paris' ultimate concert venues, I will get Ressonnant members to ally... and do one of those class acts we all enjoy doing.

But what the Lord has in store for me, I'll heed it first.
Ressonnant, je vous aime.

Oh, by the way, if you feel intrigued and wish to know more about the choir, e-mail them at choeurressonnant@hotmail.com