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Life is made up of a million of moments,
but we live only one of these moments at a time
As we begin to change this moment,
we begin to change our lives
Saturday, July 28, 2007 10:11 PM

Today, supposed to wake up at 63o ]]:
But my alarm clock spoiled, asked maid to wake me up but she didn't. Dad woke me up instead, haha. I'm not light sleeper, and i hate being wake up early in th morning. Fortunately, i didn't make a fuss in th morning, otherwise i'ld be grumpy for th entire day. Sorry twin! kept you waiting, but we still had our Mac. Hah, though we stuffed them in our poor stomach ):

I miss prettie! and I've written everything (:
Today's rehearsals wasn't very okay. We didn't try out th formation in th parade square and th wet weather programme. It was very last minute. Th teachers looked unhappy. Rehearsals wasn't as fun as last year ): Everything's not th same. I prefer last year's pds, last year's parade. Sigh, nevermind! it's still national day, supposed to be a joyous and all. CD will dance well! [[: like every year, we always do. Twin and i played with grass during free time, rather stupid. Hah, but our juniors followed us in naming th grass all sorts of veges. Heh, was so high! kept singing and playing with usual dance-cliques. Juniors also high, haha.

Lunched with dance girls[[:
&! Hope we can make it through th audition. Twins xD spent alot of 'heartblood' on it, hope our hard work pays off! And hopefully, my studies can do well too. I dont want to fail anymore, i've never failed in primary sch /:

Went to look for something with twin at ChongPang.
We had stomach ache at th same time. Hah, was rly hilarious. And 10cents per bit of toiletpaper -.- went to twin's house and tried our very best to complete th dance. Ah, and we danced for th entire 2hours )x Came back around 8plus. Need to touch up tmrw, we can do this!

With or without your presence were the same,
The sight of you or the thought of you,
There's no respite from aching,
My heart is heavy and tired,
I hear the voices within me,
Telling me that the suffering should come to an end,
That I should break the chains of melancholy.
Since you came into my life,
I knew not of joyful days,
I knew not that love felt like this,
With just one glance and you changed the whole of me,
Yet didn't you realize you've turned me into a child,
Who would just break down and cry, and so I questioned,
How many heartstrings must you sever?

ps : I HATE MOSQUITOES.
they bite! and leave marks all over my leg.

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