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Yesterday's PJ was fun!! I'd rate it 4  outta 5. For those of you who were there, you know what I'm talking about. For those who weren't, you missed out! It was so fun. Almost all of us got wet. It just rained and we were like splashing water onto each other. People from other classes were just gawking at us and thinking we were mad, but it was all good fun. 2A, we are SO doing this again.

Today was choir MSSM closing ceremony. I got buddies up with Eunice, (finally) and we got to watch the last few events. Sarawak was the winner with 59 medals in total, Johor was the runner up!

Ciao.

Hmd

Mummy, happy mother's day. You're the BEST! ILY. 

Neh Huh

I keep thinking that today is a Sunday, hence the typo in my last post. Because if I were to go to school tomorrow at friggin' 7 in the morning, I'd be the only dumb ass attending for non-existent Sunday librarian duty, whom the AJK harian is the Ghost.

Anyway, ballet today was okay, and if this keeps on, I'm gonna take back my words from the last post. Teacher didn't yell at anyone today. Must be in a very good mood. But there will still be extra class on Tuesday, which I so don't want to go to. No, I want to sit Looi's car go home. :-(

My condolences to the family and friends of Jia Qi, former fellow ballerina, who passed away last Saturday due to brain cancer. RIP, friend.

You know, I feel the only reason I'm blogging is to keep in touch with my so-called "creative writing" ability, if I really happen to have one. Because if I try creative writing like this in any of the essays back in school it will really backfire and I'm gonna go so off track that if I was writing about a gotong royong it will probably turn into, people who form mobs in front of plastic making factories and protest to them about making more bio-degradable plastic bags, or something. And when I write in my diary (Yes, I do own a diary, albeit a digital one in my iPod, which has a password on it so you can't look and yes Kaye Linn I already changed the password so don't you even THINK about peeking) I kinda just use Singlish.

And tomorrow I'm going to the optician to check for astigmatism because everything looks shiny and slightly blurry to me and I can't think of any other explanation. Oh, there's always an explanation. And I'll tell you what it is. You're currently floating on Cloud 9, hence your vision is temporarily tinted with glitter, which explains your current vison defects. Am I right? No, you're wrong, you stupid little random voice at the back of my head. Get lost. *poof*

Okay, you read the last paragraph again and tell me if I'm not outta my mind. I'm talking to myself. But then again, is it very suprising to be outta my mind? My friends are driving me crazy. When are you gonna ask, when you gonna ask? ELS is driving me crazy. And I mean the club which I am the president of, Alyssa, not the person. My results are in jeapordy. Is it really that suprising that I've gone nuts? Wasn't I the nuts person from day one? "kacang putih! kacang segar! Siapa nak beli kacang? Buy one free one!"

I get it that one whole week my blog is dead, and then another I post three posts. I'm crazy, I tell you. Indefinitely.

And now it is time for me to report back to the Tampoi Mental Hospital. Good bye.

Bye.

Nard

I'm telling you, there is no way you'll be able to find Hershey's Cookies and Creme chocolate in Jusco. Sure, there are the Kisses, but I'm not interested in those.

I do not look forward to weekends. Weekends mean ballet, and I officially hate ballet. You just basically get shouted at by your teacher for two hours and she expects you to put on a cheerful face while she is yelling at you. Talk about poker face.

And the worse place you can have your ballet exam is the Princess Elizabeth School for the mute, deaf and blind. Because we're having our ballet exam in the badminton court. How sad.

Anyway, happy advanced birthday, raneesha. I don't think I'll be blogging much after this due to tedious exams.

Librarian duty tomorrow. Neh.