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21 January 2009
the dancefloor is my stage


OH JOY! MS LEE IS COMING BACK FROM JAPAN TOMORROW!
And she's gonna kill us if she finds out we're not singing Shi Ba Gu Niang for CNY.
I hope she gets something for Gene and I, HER SPECIAL GIRLS.
At first I thought Ms Lee was some strict and fierce conductor.
Who knew I'm so close relationship wise to her?

So today I went off early from Public Speaking exam today for CNY rehearsal.(I SPEAK WELL, OK ADELINE.)
And in the end I didn't rehearse at all cos my clothes were still in the washing machine.
So Regina and I just cheered for people, laugh at Shaowen's brother getting killed(well almost), move the piano from the staff room to the AVA room and blah.
REGINA SAYS THE ALUMNI GUY DANCING TO 'CIRCUS' IS GAY.
(I'm starting to like Circus by Britney Spears too)

That someone is really getting on my nerves.
Seriously, who exactly does she think she is?
She thinks she's the boss of everything.
COME ON, GET A LIFE, REALLY.
Are you a perfectionist?
Apparently and sadly, NO. How do you expect us to have perfect this and perfect that?
You act like you're popular and everything but in fact, YOU HAVE NO FRIENDS.
GET THIS INTO YOUR MIND.
CHANGE YOUR ATTITUDE BEFORE YOU WANT FRIENDS.
STOP PUSHING YOUR LUCK.
OR ELSE.