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Saturday, January 5, 2008
Get it out and over with
Choir performance was horrible/dreadful/awful/terrible/shocking/appalling/horrifying/horrific/horrendous; horrid/hideous/grisly/ghastly/gruesome/gory/harrowing/heinous/vile/unspeakable; nightmarish/macabre/spine-chilling/blood-curdling/loathsome/monstrous/abhorrent; hateful/hellish/execrable/abominable/atrocious/sickening/foul. Take your pick. Ah, don't you just love the dictionary the mac has? You just copy and paste all the synonyms! Tada. Wtv. At least it wasn't as hot as hell like ytd, that's for sure. Had to walk through the plaza and canteen. God. The horror. But I am certain I grew at least a bit because now my dress is hardly brushing the floor! =) Mr Foong was going on about belts and white socks or something, which was so retarded, while Min and I were talking about the contents of Perezhilton. When I told Jasmine+Min about ytd they both laughed at me ): Screw you both la! Then the band was playing like so damn loudly that Jasmine and I both couldn't hear each other talking. Like really. When the band stopped the entire place was like so. I don't know. Not silent, but you know. Stupid la, the gown. My zip's like screwed at one point so its hard to pull the zip up/down. And then my shoes are hard to walk in. But still, we really shouldn't wear the choir costume eh. later people will see it and go like, 'Ew, is that the costume? Eh, I don't want to join already.' I am going to quit hiphop. I cannot dance it whatsoever. But Street Jazz is somewhat like ballet (or maybe its cos Brian has had training in ballet, I know, like, wtf right.) so I still can do. Sort of. Oh well. Going to try cajole mom into going to bring me to eat prawn noodles. Bye.
!12:09 PM
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Saturday, January 5, 2008
Get it out and over with
Choir performance was horrible/dreadful/awful/terrible/shocking/appalling/horrifying/horrific/horrendous; horrid/hideous/grisly/ghastly/gruesome/gory/harrowing/heinous/vile/unspeakable; nightmarish/macabre/spine-chilling/blood-curdling/loathsome/monstrous/abhorrent; hateful/hellish/execrable/abominable/atrocious/sickening/foul. Take your pick. Ah, don't you just love the dictionary the mac has? You just copy and paste all the synonyms! Tada. Wtv. At least it wasn't as hot as hell like ytd, that's for sure. Had to walk through the plaza and canteen. God. The horror. But I am certain I grew at least a bit because now my dress is hardly brushing the floor! =) Mr Foong was going on about belts and white socks or something, which was so retarded, while Min and I were talking about the contents of Perezhilton. When I told Jasmine+Min about ytd they both laughed at me ): Screw you both la! Then the band was playing like so damn loudly that Jasmine and I both couldn't hear each other talking. Like really. When the band stopped the entire place was like so. I don't know. Not silent, but you know. Stupid la, the gown. My zip's like screwed at one point so its hard to pull the zip up/down. And then my shoes are hard to walk in. But still, we really shouldn't wear the choir costume eh. later people will see it and go like, 'Ew, is that the costume? Eh, I don't want to join already.' I am going to quit hiphop. I cannot dance it whatsoever. But Street Jazz is somewhat like ballet (or maybe its cos Brian has had training in ballet, I know, like, wtf right.) so I still can do. Sort of. Oh well. Going to try cajole mom into going to bring me to eat prawn noodles. Bye.
!12:09 PM
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