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Sunday, July 20, 2008


TAG REPLIES

JANNE: Yoness. I know you love dancing very much, thanks. Why don't you go
sign up? :D (In the case of overwhelming stupidity, I am be SARCASTIC.) Anyway
you shouldn't dance lah, your spastism will kill everyone the room. Make them
drown and die or something. Cough. I can't believe you were in CHEENAH DANCE
:D

Mou-mou-ren: Ahem. Yes, okay. [Insert whatever I should say here]
:DDDD

Jenn: Uh, pang xi wang (fat hope). You think I so rich ah. :D
A/w. Jane is spastic, agree? Yayness.




Friday

N6 sucked big time. "Putyour*there, putyour*there!"
Ha. Insider's joke. A/w, Jane got reprimanded by Mr Yeo, and I wasn't seriously dancing the whole time. Like, seriously. Who the hell would really bother with this whole thing? Traditional cultural dance. Like whoah, I am so interested -.-

Some "model students" from another school were dancing and one girl was trying so hard to twist her body while doing some turn thing, I was trying so hard not to laugh. Geeez. As if people would applaud you for doing malay dance in front of whatever number of schools that were present.

Eugh; the sheer stupidity of it all -.-

After the whole ridiculous traditional dance fiasco ended, Gil and I went to meet Melanie at Amk mrt, before catching a train all the way to Orchard. Went to Wisma and shopped a bit. I bought a nice blue hoodie :D Gil and Melanie got one too, but different colours and design. Yellow and green respectively.

Ate dinner at food republic, and the food there is damned awesome :D Ate char kuay teow. Very filling. Gil and I changed into our dance clothes and I was radiating brightness. -.- Had altogether 10 colours on my body. Aha. Blame the shoe yo.

Trained to Raffles City and went for locking class. It was fine, just a little intimidating. But overall, it was alright I guess. The teacher didn't remember 'cause he asked me the same question he did last week:

"How many times have you done locking?"
"Twice"
"Really? Do locking before?"
"No."
"Oh"

-.-

Michael is nice :D He saluted me, God knows why. But yeah he's really nice. He very nicely taught Melanie one-on-one, instead of not caring whether she could do it or not :D

Dad came to pick me after class and went home! Was dead beat. As usual.

Saturday

MAGICBOX!

It was great! Alot of repeats from the numerous Magic of Love(s) I have watched. But yes, it was still good :D

Went to Liz's house after that for Robert's birthday barbeque. Liz had her friends over. Which basically translates to:

Me = invisible

But I guess big people need their time together so I left them alone and watched Narnia on tv :D

SUNDAY

Church! What else? :D