OKAY, IVE CHANGED MY BLOGSKIN.
since ashley said that i should have a few days ago.

came home from a tiring day of DANCING.
and ive come home carrying a whole load of responsibility.
guess what?
while most of my seniors and my fellow grade peopel are at NZ,
along with my teacher,
I, NOELLE, have been assigned to hold classes.
how great. my teacher said so.
not that i mind much, but i'm just afraid i cant take the responsibility,
and none of my juniors will listen.
ms kok said that she'll give me the cd and all.
ah. how nice.
after the class i got MARTIN, the pianist, to help me during that period of time,
bcus the cd player has moodswings and doesnt work properly.
martin says that he CAN help, and if i want to i can just call him.
he gave me his number. gosh. how nice.
i guess he's doing this without PAY.. so im feeling so bad.

okay. so after that small bit of drama for me at the start of the class,
i thought that i was safe for the rest of the class..
but no. i wasnt. O_O
i was at the BARRE, and suddenly ms kok popped out and went:
"Noelle, i heard you got a boyfriend."
*ARGH*
and then:
"I heard he's from Montfort or something."
*OMG*
LET ME ANNOUNCE ONCE AGAIN-
NOELLE AINT ATTACHED, SHE IS SINGLE.
S I N G L E.
QUIT WITH ALL THE BF STUFF, CAUSE I DONT HAVE ONE, AND I DONT REALLY THINK I DESPERATELY NEED ONE TO LIVE.
GOSH PEOPLE, STOP GOING ON ABOUT ME AND DATING AND KISSING AND MAKING OUT AND STUFF,
BCUS ITS PUSHING ME TO EXPLODE ANY MOMENT AND STRANGLE EVERYONE IN AN ATTEMPT TO MAKE THEM LISTEN.

okay. back to the topic *smiles*
ms kok just freaked me out. i mean, WHY MONTFORT?
and how did she know whatever she knew?
and i was standing close to martin,
and he heard everything..
and he was laughing his arse off. whataloserishguy.
and he was making fun of me the entire lesson.
but it made it less DULL..
OKAY BACK TO THE TOPIC AGAIN.
whats with ms kok and me having a bf?
oh yeah, and MS LEE said the same thing:
"i heard you got a boyfriend"
ARGH. DOUBLE ARGH.

then i slacked from 330 to 5.
i was so bloody bored.
i just went and locked myself up in the changing room and did stuff.
really boliao stuff, like reading all my smses and checking myself out.
I COULDNT HELP IT, like there was this really big mirror,
and i just--

OMG PARENTS HOME.
going off.