i brought nat to The Soup Spoon yesterday.
the guy at the counter went like,
'Hi, Welcome to The Soup Spoon. Did you know we sell soups?'

i just wanted to laugh. and like none of the other staff said that. the guy is sooo sarcastic. haha.

yesterday's performance was good(: at least i think so, cause different people have different standards. but i am PROUD of all of you.
juniors, and fellow sec3s. yeah. i wanted to cry really badly before and after the performance.
erm. haha.

i think shiyuan's really sweet. yeah.

aces day yesterday was damn gay.
well. haha:)

i told huixin yesterday that i'm putting an end to it. and by the holidays, everything will be back to normal. no more thinking about it.
yup. i'll do everything to keep my mind off. distract!
and i plan to keep my promise.

anyway, i think that guitarist is really cool.
:D
no names mentioned.

today was really fun.
although the swimming thing was a flop and we ended up slacking at the pool and watching kids flood around. in the corner which we 'conquered'.
as said, kids look like they're drowning when they're kicking so hard and yet moving so little.
i swear, that was hilarious.
pyjamas are the most adorable things ever. the most useless too. haha.

the coaches all wore DRY caps. says something about AHEM*SLACKING*ahem.
we chickened out on the kids slide thingy. i don't think my butt would even fit onto it though. haha.
and have your ever heard of towel-thieves? i don't think so.

but i've got this circle tan on my back. rawrr.
it's so weird.

don't ever attempt to get a tired me up from bed. a nice, cozy one at that.
all efforts will be futile. haha. plus, injuries and insults are included in the package:D
ask our very experienced friend over there.

jamming at the studio was once again, cool. i feel so awed just sitting there.
i went actually to check out the girl who was auditioning for the singer post, but apparently she came late. or maybe she didn't come at all. i left early for dinner with mum.
don't ever mention the word 'stimulate' when you're a guy, with a bunch of guys, and there is only one girl around. it's just WRONG.
" I NEED STIMULATION! "
rofl.

and don't get noelle to sing unless you want the windows to crack.
although someone has profusely told me that windows crack when you hit a certain frequency blablabla. ah yes, the know-it-all:)
i think shaun singing is worse though!
*sniggers*

not that i can't sing, but i kinda lack the guts and the confidence.
either way it won't work out.

tomorrow i'm going to jurong with nat for her class.
thank me alright? haha. you've got someone to keep you company.
and make sure you don't get lost.
and answer for you.
and make you happy.
and intro good food places:D
tada.

i'm giving myself way too much credit aye?

alright.
i'm tireddddd.
tc y'all.

"you're beautiful" by james blunt makes me cry.
i know everyone got over the song already, but recently i just can't help listening to it.
especially in moments like these.

anyway,
school's such a whirl.
it's like a wave breaker. whoooosh.

it's hard for me to go into class knowing that people are talking behind my back.
it's even harder to ignore and to be ignored by someone.
i really don't know what's going on.
and that makes everything worse.
someone please explain. and follow that up with an "everything's okay".

sometimes i really wish i could just stay at home and save myself the agony. i wanna get sick.

my ballet exam is next week, and i completely don't feel the jitters.
something's up with me. i don't even want to care anymore aye?
and dance pracs are madness. i don't have the good time to pick up my textbooks and study.
my time management is bleaugh. i'm seriously compromising on my sleep.

ms chiam makes it a little worse by pushing the Swan Lake performance back. it means our holidays are taken up. and no time to revise. or even complete homework.
look at my thick stack of CHEMISTRY. wow.

i think we can do teachers' day. i'm desperate to convince myself, and then convince and motivate everyone.
i don't think i'm even a good senior.
this whole performance is making me horribly
demoralised.

and thanks Nat for being so great. i'm sorry if my mood ever affected your cheery, bubbly little spirit.
i'll get over it. i'm trying really hard.
thank you for understanding(:

my pimples have decided not to hide under my skin anymore due to stress.

my eyebags and puffy eyes are tell-tale signs of everything.

i am not looking forward to the holidays.
except maybe the swimming thing(:

all i wanna do is to apologise, and all i want you to do is to talk to me again. is it that hard?

goodnight honeybunnies.

i don't really know how to put it across,
but i never thought it would happen to me.
and now that it did,
it hurts.
all i can tell myself is, it's for the best.
i'm not even going to try anything, i'm just going to let it fade.
and i'm not sorry for letting it happen, i don't regret.
sorry for giving everything up my friend.
and thank you for everything you've done for me, and to me.
the next week's gonna suck real badly.
and, don't forget me.