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from maths remedial.
ahh. my maths is hopeless-
YES IT IS.

sneaking in a quick blog update before going to punggol beach.
i absolutely advise eveyrone from going to DANSE FE'LINE SUR CORDES.
which is the DANCE CLUB AND STRING ENSEMBLE PERFORMANCE.
i STRONGLY advise.
bcus the outfits are outrageous.
and the storyline is CRAP.
*my outfit ESPECIALLY.
you do NOT want to see me in it. NOT EVER.

feeling weird and quiet today.
dont know why.

and EXTREMELY TIRED.
since sunday.
bcus we've been dancing from saturday till yesterday.
cant take it. AHHHH.
thursday is the ONLY day thats untouched by DANCE.
ONLY.

about the lizard..
there was this lizard yesterday in my classroom.
made a whole load of girls SCREAM bloody murder.
its quite YOUNG.. so its kinda stupid.
as in the lizard is stupid.
doesnt know when to be scared.
yeah. i think we angered the sec 4 tchers..
bcus i heard some tcher complained abotu the sudden screaming.
in the end some sec two girl picked it up with her bare hands and wlaked away.
HOW BRAVE- I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO DO THT.
like NEVER.
and i heard the lizard went up my CHAIR.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
i feel like disinfecting my whole chair in DETTOL.

today was horrible.
had chinese letter writing.
and science formative test..
and it SUCKED. as in chinese.
cause i couldnt remember the format. at all.

and literauture yesterday was the horriblest.
from what i heard- many other groups gave us very low..
but they said my part was good..
bcus i sounded like i was really gonna cry.
*which i WAS.. bcus i had focused on something very sad which i hope will never ever happen.
i wont let it happen anyways..
and out of all the four groups who did the BALLAD OF BARBARA ALLEN-
ours was the only group that got the audience's attention.
and no one laughed. at all.
others groups were like damn funny..
cause there was this tombstone which said RIP WILLIAM.
and some of the dead williams on the floor were still reciing the poem, and talking..
but ours is the WORST. i never ever want to go near that poem again.

and yesterday dance was bad.
i have never felt so degraded and embarassed in my entire life.
its as bad as forcing shaun into a skirt..
nearly as bad.
yeah-
ms chiam went sourcing for my costume in the three costume cupboards that belonged to the drama people..
and picked those with ALOT of lace.
ALOT. and frills. and some even with SHOULDER PADDING THINGS.
UGHHHHHHH.
and i had to try every single fcking one of them in front of everyone in the performance.
which was at least two-thirds of the whole dance club.
and mrs thong and mdm gan. the other dance tchers.
THANK GOD MS FOO WASNT HERE.
yeah so basically it was horrible.
and i couldnt say no..
and zaneta and daphne kept getting more OBIANG ones..
saying that it was for the sake of the performance.
AHHHHHHHHHHH. i never ever want to see those dresses AGAIN.
mrs thong said i should ask my mum along and ask if she could recognise me..
........
it just sucked. alot.
its worse than wearing a bikini and parading down orchard road.

my computer monitor has been taken to my dad's office for his WORK.
so im on the family com..
ahhh.

OKAY-
i seriously need people to go for the big walk.
its on 21 may, sunday..
at seven thirty am.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE...?
bcus shaun wants me to go source for people..
and im quite desperate.
bcus no one is willing to get up so early just to walk ten km.
AHH. come ON. its just EXERCISE..

going to comfort myself with some fried and fattening stuff.
i cant handle all the weird pressure being put on me.

*fatimah says that she wanted the old noisy, annoying and extremely chirpy noelle back.
she can keep waiting though.. i dont think its going to happen.
im getting constant reminders to BE HAPPY..
by my fellow classmates..
but its kind of impossible..

when no one really understands you.