well, the school changed the programme name to:
LOCAL Leadership Training.
which explains everything.
it's not even PULAU UBIN, its along some road IN SINGAPORE.
oh man!
and alot of people from my class are going:D
plus gnatasha (VERY obviously)
i just hope they don't group us according to preforming arts, sports, uniformed groups and service boards.
it's gonna be a little boring if that happened.
i want my aisyahzakaria with me throughout the whole camp:D
so therefore, dance should be with basketball and maybe some other cca.
but NOT the prefectorial board, oh no.
i don't really have problems with the PB, but it's gonna be a little awkward with all the future headprefects and exco people. REALLY awkward.
sneaked into the literature screening today.
sneaked cause im not a lit student of any sort, sadly.
they played THE JOY LUCK CLUB.
and boy, was that 'adult scene' really horny or whatO_O
although earlier notice was given, i believe everyone there made some noise bout it.
hah.
left halfway for dance.
our swan lake production is starting out smooth, and we'll have until the 22nd august to perfect it.
ms chiam is gonna call for ALOT of practices, and i'll be screwed then.
i'm tired. physically, mentally, and very much emotionally.
and besides, the most important reason is the one that you won't find out. &pester me all you want- i'm never going to spill it.
i've completely lost my stamina and strength, and i shall start training from (more or less) scratch. ballet wears me out ALOT.
and it made alot of veins and arteries pop out on my thigh. scary looking ones.
*speaking of my body, i found stretch marks on my leg. gross.
found also MANY red spots. itchy things which i have no clue as to their identity. it kinda started spreading from my neck, to almost everywhere else.*
i guess many things bring me happiness,
but they bring also sadness.
i don't have to explain, i guess my emo fits are pretty obvious.
for various reasons as well.
ugh. i'm not catching any emobug:)
THANKYOU:)
and i can't help staring, but i can't only keep staring
LOCAL Leadership Training.
which explains everything.
it's not even PULAU UBIN, its along some road IN SINGAPORE.
oh man!
and alot of people from my class are going:D
plus gnatasha (VERY obviously)
i just hope they don't group us according to preforming arts, sports, uniformed groups and service boards.
it's gonna be a little boring if that happened.
i want my aisyahzakaria with me throughout the whole camp:D
so therefore, dance should be with basketball and maybe some other cca.
but NOT the prefectorial board, oh no.
i don't really have problems with the PB, but it's gonna be a little awkward with all the future headprefects and exco people. REALLY awkward.
sneaked into the literature screening today.
sneaked cause im not a lit student of any sort, sadly.
they played THE JOY LUCK CLUB.
and boy, was that 'adult scene' really horny or whatO_O
although earlier notice was given, i believe everyone there made some noise bout it.
hah.
left halfway for dance.
our swan lake production is starting out smooth, and we'll have until the 22nd august to perfect it.
ms chiam is gonna call for ALOT of practices, and i'll be screwed then.
i'm tired. physically, mentally, and very much emotionally.
and besides, the most important reason is the one that you won't find out. &pester me all you want- i'm never going to spill it.
i've completely lost my stamina and strength, and i shall start training from (more or less) scratch. ballet wears me out ALOT.
and it made alot of veins and arteries pop out on my thigh. scary looking ones.
*speaking of my body, i found stretch marks on my leg. gross.
found also MANY red spots. itchy things which i have no clue as to their identity. it kinda started spreading from my neck, to almost everywhere else.*
i guess many things bring me happiness,
but they bring also sadness.
i don't have to explain, i guess my emo fits are pretty obvious.
for various reasons as well.
ugh. i'm not catching any emobug:)
THANKYOU:)
and i can't help staring, but i can't only keep staring

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