*069 - please remove protective film

A completely empty gymnasium with treadmills and bicycles galore, and a huge adjoining weights room (: Nice to huff and puff and drip with sweat without anyone looking at me and wondering why I’m so unfit. Now that I’ve done some proper physical activity for the first time in ages I feel ... more human somehow.



Before that, choir performance on Thursday! Went with some dancers ...



Small Evie, Sarah, Big Evie, Joy, Sausage. The concert was lovely, many times they sounded like a choir of angels descending from heaven. Ahhh. (: And it was surprisingly creative and interesting too! Loved the sparrow and the hunter song. And eee Kevin was so cute hehehe.

Gave Jon and Justin (my class’ Justin) a lift back. Rediscovered how innocent and cute and friendly Justin is (I think Jon agrees with me on that :D), and also let slip a secret to Jon unintentionally (don’t ask how that happened). Haha!

And today, Justin (my Justin) came over. Decided to abandon my half-done essay and chose a completely new topic for my GP essay and finished it, while he finished his Math. Talk about productivity (:

We then channelled our productivity into other areas, more specifically, into completing the computer game we have been playing on and off since, I don’t know, last year?? Haha! Well, we finished it whoopee.

And irrelevantly, Mummy bought me new goggles! It’s not as though I can actually swim properly; I’ve never dared to swim anywhere but the lane next to the edge of the pool. But getting a good pair of goggles is taking one step towards being a swimming pro, yes? (: Haha. Ok I can hear the real pros (Sandhya, Jeslyn, ...) sniggering at me already.



Goldfishy Justin and goggled Evelyn. As you can see, I was too lazy to peel off the “please remove protective film” stickers.

And thanks for the nice comments about the new template! And thanks Bryan! And thank you banana *bounce bounce* for solving my problem!

Teehee NTUC income just sent me a birthday card with a couple of vouchers. I KNOW WHO NEEDS THE SPECTICLES VOUCHERS.

Oh gosh I’m so bubbly at the moment I could just slap myself. Shut up Evelyn.

*068 - archives

Alright, so I’m slowly building up my archives again - republishing most of the entries that I’ve salvaged from my diary-x account. You’ll be able to see them under the links on the right column, if you’re interested. Mostly, they’re for me because I like to look back into the past every once in a while.

And can someone, PLEASE, tell me if you see the funny symbols?



If you know how to get rid of them, do tell! And even if you don’t see them please let me know. YAURGH they’re driving me insane!!

*067 - Polina Semionova

Ok so here it is.

Polina Semionova [Last Day dancers should know her] on a terrifically pink background, blemished with absolutely random brush designs and clichéd poetry. But isn’t she pretty? (:

Still, I’m rather pleased about the fact that it’s a fresh new change from the purple butterflies, and it’s the first time I’ve actually managed to figure out how to do the column thing, so yay. This is what you call a collaboration of self-taught photoshop and html skills.

I think you can see for yourself how amateurish I am:

v1: Stripy and flowery nonsense.
Oh oops I realise I’ve lost my very first layout ever because of darned diary-x.

v2: Under the waves. (Fiona Apple)



v3: Come away with me. (Norah Jones)



v4: Purple butterflies.



v5. Polina Semionova!

Alright that was kind of embarrassing XD Next time I should just admit the inferiority of my skills and get one of those pretty custom made templates. But it’s fun to slave away at the computer editing pictures and struggling with millions of those < square brackets >, to finally get something out of nothing at all.

Please let me know if anything doesn’t work, or if it’s an eyesore and you hate it, etc.

-fingers crossed-

[edit] Bleugh why are all the apostrophes turning into funny symbols? Is it just my computer? Help. [/edit]

*066 - malicious falsehoods

Guess what I’ve been doing ever since I woke up?

Working on a new blog template from scratch :D [I despise html though.]

Gay purple template, be gone! And say hello (soon, I hope) to a spanking new gay pink template! Yay (:

Happy Vesak Day. And hoorah my birthday has been declared a school holiday! :D Too bad there’s GP common test after that. I’m not sure what to do on my birthday itself; I know how I’m celebrating with my family (& special friends!) a week later though.

Oh well, I never did care much about my birthday; Presents and well-wishes are nice no doubt, but ultimately it’s just a pretty ordinary day. I’m getting older everyday what, not just on my birthday! I suppose it could be the family tradition – it’s rare that anything more spectacular than going out for dinner happens on anyone’s birthday.

And by the way, I’m still pretty disgusted by yesterday’s events. And yesterday brought back all the horrible memories back again. I still keep some of your messages you know? Stuff like “I had an awesome good time playing you” and “I’m De Casanova..Gals are playthings to me.” (Highlight to read but please don’t if you have a weak stomach.)

How can you sue for “malicious falsehoods” when they weren’t lies to begin with?

*065 - tattletale

So this is what you get from having too much faith in the sunny Singapore weather and forgetting to bring an umbrella to school –



(What an awful attempt at a pout, -cringe-!)

At the bus stop, I asked a random Cat High boy I’ve never seen in my life if he could send me home with his umbrella, and so we went sprinting and squealing to my house in the crazy rain and wind under his teeny tiny umbrella and yup that’s what happened. Thank you random-Cat-High-boy-who-stays-in-the-tower (:

And today was the day I officially wrote my shortest and horriblest GP essay in JC. Thank goodness Ms Lim was very understanding and let some of us redo and hand in on Monday instead! Phew. I was too embarrassed to hand mine up.

What to do, so distracted during GP and all.

It kind of brought back memories of Rosyth and a certain Somone. “Teacher teacher!!” – whiny tantrums and tattletale-ing, acting like she was a super duper big shot as if the world revolved round her and kowtowed at her feet, and her famous line “I sue you then you know!!” At least she’s grown out of it now. (I think.)

Never thought I’ll see such a scene again, with such startlingly unmistakable parallels, and the worst thing is we’re no longer 10 years old.

Oh, please.

I would have thought you’ld have learnt by now. Did you, for one moment, consider why people would think such thoughts about you and contemplate the idea that perhaps there is some truth in what they say and that you should worry about changing their opinions of you, instead of getting all fired up with your threats of “legal action” and tattling to Ms Lim?

That didn’t do you a scrap of good, in case you didn’t notice; your only gain has been a class-ful of hostile girls shaking their heads in disgust at you.

Time for some maturity, yes no maybe?

Haha like Tubby and I were saying – our class is full of scandals and juicy stories. No, I’m not saying that’s a good thing.

*064 - 81-0

Roses so pretty they looked fake!



Wenloong’s a lucky boy isn’t he? :P

Today’s match against NYJC was kind of funny. John scoring, what, 6 tries ... Arjun scoring his first try in 6 years of rugby ... the game ending a few minutes after half-time ... the score of 81-0, especially considering these are the semis ... Wenjie’s hamstring leg hair and ‘waxing’ session ... Sheryl & Sandhya for company (: Finals next week against SAJC!

And, today marked the end of SPAs for the rest of my life whoohoo! The lab was filled with dancers taking Bio SPA together (: Which brings to mind - AHH I miss rolling on the gross dusty floors I miss abusing my toes in pointe shoes I miss suffering through gruelling practices I miss the thrill of performing for a cheering audience I miss dance.

Ok rant over.

Does anyone want to go cut hair with me! (:

*063 - holey skirt

Today, a miracle happened.

I feel my life changing.

It’s awesome.

...

I GOT HOME BEFORE 5 PM AND I’M GOING TO EAT DINNER WITH MY FAMILY AT HOME.

:D :D :D

Anyway the weather has been really horrible lately, and it sucks to have a greenhouse for a classroom. Sometimes walking out of The Oven (ie. our classroom) into a gust of hot humid air is like walking into an air-conditioned room. I started sweating the moment I stepped out of my bedroom this morning. Singapore weather is so idiotic.

In other news, Gabrielle kindly informed me today that what I thought were stains on my uniform from some chemicals are not stains after all.

See the “stains”:



But if you hold it up to the light, you will discover that the “stains” are actually pieces of my skirt corroded away ):

Threadbare RJ uniform!!



But since I don’t usually shine a light up my skirt it should be fine. I hope.

*062 - twentyONE

Like I told Amy, today’s the 8th therefore it is a Special Day (: Xiao long baos and more good Chinese food. I know I talk to you everyday but I’ve missed spending ‘alone time’ with you. Thanks for everything! I love you <3

And only one thing made heading down to the gym worth my time today – talking to XY (: You take care girl, I’ll be here to listen even if I don’t have much to advise. You don’t have to be the most talented or most brilliant or most deserving of Miss Universe but you’re gorgeous in more ways than one and in my opinion, a gem truly worth keeping. Really hope things get loads better, and soon!

AND, yesterday was Milestone #1 for me – I sat down for the first time since March to do my homework. [Unfortunately I also discovered I lost my entire homework folder at Victoria Theatre, meaning I have to photocopy copious amounts of notes and tutorials, and also meaning that I have lost some very precious things ): ]

Today was Milestone #2 – I didn’t sleep at all during lessons or tutorials. Not a wink. WHOAH.

Dance and gym; I’ve almost officially retired from gym, I am getting too old and pretty soon I won’t be able to touch my toes, but there’s a huge hole in me aching for more. Don’t worry I’m sure I’ll keep dancing till I’m crippled but y’know. Talk about withdrawal symptoms. Ask any puffy eyed dancer and we’ll tell you what it feels like, heh.

Okay I just SMSed Ms Lim and I hope she doesn’t murder me ): Off to rush all the work I haven’t been doing since March, ugh.

I NEED HELP WITH PHYSICS, starting from last year’s work, gulp. I just ... don’t get it.

*061 - amarante

And just like that, it’s over. Really hope everybody, audience and dancers alike, enjoyed themselves (:

I couldn’t sleep last night because little snippets of memories from the crazy flurry of the past few days were floating around in my head.

1 & 2 & 3 & 4, 5, 6 & 7 & 8,
Zaki’s suitcase-ful of ferrero rocher – a box for every single dancer <3,
My crazy short skirt,
Grinning like I’ve never grinned before,
Bruises on my shoulders, spine, and knees,
Our dearest Sausage Ho Xin Qin (we christened her!),
The swing I couldn’t sit on,
Quick change in the STAR dressing room,
Ikan kekek mak ilui ilui,
The audience laughing and cheering for the clogs dance (to our surprise),
Losing my grey tights and finding them again,
Doing pointe for the last time in a long while,
JIGGLE (!!),
Camwhoring brought to new heights,
But my camera doesn’t work well in the cold hence few pics for me,
My lovely IC’s Sausage & Beatrice, small Evelyn, and Amy & Angie too,
Screaming our lungs out and jumping and hugging and laughing and crying after the finale,
Flowers and hugs and praises and love from friends and family,
Brave Tubzz,
NYDC supper,
2 mudpies shared with Sarah and Kevin,
SEVEN WEEKS to common tests (bleugh),
Getting locked out of Suntec at 1 am, walking through the bar to get out,
Squishing into Bryan’s car with Des and Evelyn (thanks!),
Promises to dance again, ballet, lyrical, maybe some partner stuff,
Anything, I’ll give anything, to keep on dancing.
Dance, dance, dance.
Amarante 2006,
A night of everlasting beauty.

OH MY GOSH there’s an RJ physics lecturer (Miss Woo?) sitting on my chair downstairs watching TV with my brother because they happen to be friends cos they both studied in Cornell and it’s just really weird and bizarre and I squawked and nearly tumbled down the stairs when I saw her sitting there smiling at me cheerfully.

But it’s quite funny really and I feel like asking her to help me with all my tutorials because God knows when the last time I actually attempted any physics tutorials was. (Last year perhaps.)

Coolios :D

*060 - the morning before

The past few days have been tiring.

BUT.

Amarante later! While I can’t believe it’s here, I can’t wait for it to begin, but I can’t bear for it to end either. Talk about conflicting emotions!

:( :\ :) :D

Love all you guys for your encouragement so far <3

*059 - dancing from the heart

I used to think I could dance to forget. I guess today my mood cast a shadow on everything else. It’s such a chore to try and beam for a happy dance when you’re just sad inside. Dancing comes from the heart and not the face after all.

Sobbed on the handicapped toilet floor in the middle of prac. It’s just gobbling me up from inside. Guess it all meant more to me than you thought. Something’s missing but I don’t know what.

*058 - crab

Went back to school today to dance, yes, on a public holiday. Very tiring though I should be thankful that I only had to stay in school from 8 to 5, and I actually had lunch, unlike some poor souls who had to stay till night without food.

Coming down with some kind of cold. -sniff- But who cares, I just want Dance Night to be a success (:

The family decided to eat crabs today so we drove, um, it can’t be more than 400 meters, to the shop next to our house. (Next to the famous Casuarina prata place!)

Greedy Evelyn eating flower crab.



Chilli crab – Elisa marvels at the size of the pincer! (It was really really huge.)



We definitely ate too much, so Elisa and I decided to walk home. (Yes, the 400 meters from the shop to our house.)

We bade goodbye to the rest of the family who were sitting in the car, waiting for the traffic light to turn green.



And for the fun of it, we decided to trot along quickly to see if we could make it home before the rest of the family in the car. We broke into a sprint nearing the end, screaming the neighbourhood down in our excitement, and discovered we had indeed won! Hoorah!

So we stood by the carpark and waited about half a minute more before the car appeared, and pointed at them and laughed.

Ahahaha. So ridiculous XD

And so it is
Just like you said it should be
We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it is
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial

I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes ...

*057 - more gym photos

Pretty photos thanks to Miss Lim!

Rainy Day



Classroom



Nightmare

*056 - truman

Watched the Truman Show today during GP. Brilliant plot, though the ending seemed a little rushed. But still, the whole concept was brilliant all the same.

Watched the rugby match against PJC today – they played well as usual, but had to stop because of the lightning. RJ won, yay (:

Justin’s dad gave me a lift all the way home from Choa Chu Kang, which took about 45 min! Gosh. Sat with Justin in the back seat, fell asleep with my hand in his, woke up and was deposited at my doorstep. What would I do without the boyfriend / the boyfriend’s daddy? Haha! <3

I’ve been faithfully going down for all the matches so far, but I’m afraid I’ll have to miss out on next Friday’s cos of Dance Night. But it’s in RI so I’m sure there’ll be loads of supporters, and I won’t be missed (:

Dance everyday from now till Dance Night, and that includes Sunday and Labour Day. Hmmm. Well, at least it’s something I enjoy doing! Give me the strength to keep pushing on.

*055 - rugby bear

Justin bought me this Raffles rugby bear! (: It shall join Tatty bear on my bed. Yay.

$25 only! It's for a good cause. Just ask any rugger if you want to buy one :D

*054 - headache

Had the worst headache ever during dance just now. It felt like my blood was all rushing to my head and threatening to blow it up. POW. Whenever I moved, or sat still for that matter, it was as if there were hammers pounding on the inside of my skull and knives slicing my brains into itty bitty pieces.

Spent most of my ‘spare’ time in between dances crouching on the floor grabbing at my head.

Really couldn’t take it so I left after the rehearsal and skipped zaki’s and gym ): Took more than 5 minutes to plod to the canteen because I had to stop and lean against a wall along the way.

Hopped into a cab and wallowed in excessive self pity, haha. Thanks a lot for the “are you okay”s and Panadol offers. (:

I doubt I’m actually down with anything. I guess it’s just my body’s way of telling me the petrol’s running out.

*053 - EEEEE

They can’t be that silly, can they?

And Shuyi goes “EEEEEEEE!!!” in the canteen so loudly I nearly have a heart attack. What were you thinking?! Hahaha XD

I didn’t sleep through physics prac for once, maybe because the gang leader of the Napping Table (aka Tubby) wasn’t there. Instead spent 2 hours talking to Liru Lizhan Yock, which proved to be very entertaining.

Rugby match against SRJC, RJ won 95-6, which is weird because the game is supposed to end after one side gets 80 points but I think the referee lost count. Was rather sad though, because I was the sole member of RRGCS present and I could only perform my camerawoman duties halfway because I had to leave for dance.


Don being lifted.


The leftmost green blur is Justin!

Xinqin’s and Bea’s dance was good as usual, I’m really glad we have such lovely i/c’s! You’ll never find them looking angry or shouting at us. And we cooperate because they’re simply so nice, which is a lot more pleasant than complying with people because they’re scary. Yay <3

Justin’s mummy sent me home after that, and I think I must have left a trail of dirt from the floor into her car. My legs and feet were grey with dust after all that dancing, ew.

Oh crap. It’s amazing how much blubber I’ve gained in the span of one week. Gaurghh.

And before I forget, hello stalker! :D (No Wenloong I’m not referring to you.) Hehehe.

*052 - gym concert photos (:

Gym concert photos are up here! To the gymnasts seeing this: you may save the photos for yourselves of course (:



I’ll also be getting photos from the photog people who were there at the concert snapping away! Yay.

du bist
eine kluge prognose
das prinzip hoffnung
ein leuchtstreifen aus der nacht
irgendwann find und lieb ich dich

Dancing to a song we do not understand, maiming the words as we try to sing along, hehe! Translation, anyone? (:

It makes me happy though, a different, deeper kind of happiness from the original para-para Ayumi fairyland song. Some might not agree, but I’m glad it’s different now.