'ALL WOMEN ARE PRINCESSES; IT IS OUR RIGHT'

i spent a many good minutes thinking this out yesterday afternoon, while sitting on that chair and staring out at the seven guys playing badminton, sweating everything out. I am a princess, i will always be one to my family, yet sometimes, i feel as if i don't deserve the title. PRINCESSES ONLY DESERVE THE BEST; but what if the best is not what we want? And of course, with my spoilt ways, i often abuse my princess authority. I don't want the best anyway, haha.

okay. what was i doing staring at people playing badminton? well, i accompanied shaun, since i didnt wna be left alone at home.. well, who went: nick, shaun, td, joe (nick's friend?), eugene, samad, weiqiang, and me. imagine how extra-ed i was feeling. O_O well, if it wasnt for my quietness, i was pretty happy the whole afternoon, main reason being, well, Samad. When he came into the hall he was like: 'Heey Noellee' and this big weird smile of his. And i didn't even know samad, so his sheer friendliness sent me abit off my rocker. Ahha. And weiqiang kept trying to talk to me, bcus maybe he felt i was ABIT too quiet. Yes, not all guys are gloomy and 'cool' (i mean quiet and poser-ish), some are so friendly that it scares me sometimes.

I mean, i AM a girl stuck in a badminton hall with seven guys that i don't know well, except maybe two or three, and of course i went into the quiet and shy mood. I'm not one who interacts easily with guys. *Except a FEW again..* I've been in a more-or-less GIRL environment for eight years laready, since Primary one, and i do need time to adjust, *even though i must say that the change of environment is quite refreshing and enjoyable.*

Well, i hadn't planned on playing with them, i just sat and observed certain people. But suddenly, this weird 4 vs 4 plan came up, and they had seven people, so they wanted me in. They were separating themselves into two groups, Mask Riders and Power Rangers? Imagine me: WTF. Then weiqiang said to me: "You're a Power Ranger Noelle, it's in your blood." GOSH. FUNNY. WEIRD. LAME. RETARDED. but still funny. haha. So in the end i joined (i didnt want to decline and be rude you know..), but the crazy 4 vs 4 plan never became reality, so HAHA. But i did end up playing doubles against Shaun and WQ, and i partnered Samad. The other four THRASHED it out on the other court. It was fun i guess.. the whole episode covered everything including "WALAU", "paiseh", "CHIONG AH (by shaun)" to HARD GAY (shaun's doing again) and many other weird happenings.

Was telling Shaun that all his friends are weird. He had to agree. But i'm weird too.. the one person we agreed on that wasn't weird was my maid, my dear Aunty Lucy. Yeah, not that i don't know her well, but she's sane and calm and brave and truthful to herself, and to God. Well, the scene when we were talking about this weirdness was also weird (sounds confusing?), since there was one barefooted person, a few people randomly lying down and getting up, but it was just funny to me.

Rushed off to BALLETTT.. erm. class was normal, QUITE.. except that many people were teasing me.. bcus.. haha. shant tell. AND, the worst thing happened. WORST. Well, i've developed calf muscles, which Ms Kok says that it spoils the line of my leg (ballet words, i dont think many will understand). ARGH, BULGING LEG MUSCLES. She (my tcher) could tell that i've been running. Well, i HAVE, not serious running, but exercising, and doing many sports.. >.< shit. And obviously i didnt stretch after whatever i did, bcus muscles developed quickly. EWW. UGLY. I HAVE FAT AND UGLY LEGS. ARGH. Yeah, and MARTIN- the weird pianist- was also telling me about it.. he was teasing, but i took it seriously. EWW. Shit. For the sake of ballet, i shall slack more and stretch ALOTT. SLACK, stay at home, and SLACK.

Rehearsal was quite okay.. mr litao was being such a rainbow as usual. (rainbow= gay= faggot= whatever la. so many things to call a homosexual nowadays.) YEAH, but i have to say he entertains me all the time. And yes, i do enjoy his funny rehearsals.. with the exception of my bleeding blisters and a few more newly developed ones. After seeing blood on my stockings (again) i decided to go off POINTE and just wear ballet flats (sorry for the overuse of ballet language.) I went home looking extremely obscene. Like, i was wearing my stockings, and my uberr short shorts. So imagine how many people were staring at my legs. Urgh. OBSCENITY.

I'm not going for rehearsal today.. im dead already. Couldnt sleep last night bcus my whole body seemed to ache. Ive been seriously dancing five days in a row, and coming home late, and whatever la. Just cannot DAHAN anymore. Even lying on my bed hurts. *I actually slept on the floor last night.* NOELLE, this holiday is meant to be a holiday, so stop working so hard or you'll drop dead. Yes, i do need a massage. Maybe i should be a cheapo and sit on the Osim chair pretending to be a customer. And i'll get my FOC service. WHOOHOO.

I'm actually pretty not happy now.
Yes, i do need a hug badly..