My extremely pro handphone decided not to connect to the computer so I cannot upload any interesting pictures. AHHhhhhhhhhh.

The day started off rather boring, what with 3 hours of Maths where I almost died and spilled cookie crumbs all over Jane's desk (he, he, he). Luckily I could understand Maths because of the genius seated beside me (coughJaneisprocough) so maybe I have of snagging an A1 for O's next yeaaaar!

During recess, I nearly squashed a swarm of red ants on the table with my elbow. I didn't even know they were there despite how conspicuous the swirling, blackish-red mass was. O_O Wanted to flick them away, but Jing didn't want them flying towards her (you know how good my aim is) so I didn't! 8D

Chinese was super boring, 3 hours, and urgh, cold. The air-cons were all on and everyone was freezing to death. Currently I'm practising how to ward off the cold (for Bratislava, see!) so I didn't feel that shivery. (HEHE, PRO)

Something strange happened during Chinese though. I was happily drawing a gay comic of HuaiChyn on her famed, pink foolscap paper when I felt something brush against my shoulder. I looked at my sleeve then glanced at HuaiChyn, thinking she'd tapped me. And she didn't. It happened 2 more times, and the last time, my whole arm seemed to twitch and I was really freaked.

We concluded it was some sort of strange muscle spasm and left it at that. ;_;

Then, Dawn, Huai Chyn and I decided to go out after school on a whim! We discussed for nearly 1 hour during Chinese and didn't come up with a place till school ended (Gar Wai suggested going for a spa). Settled for J8, probably the most boring place on Earth since I've gone there a billionmillionzillion times.

We walked out, sang Christmas songs randomly with Dawn while waiting for the bus ("Rudolph, the red nose reindeerrr, had a very shiny nose~"). As I was combing my fringe with my fingers, Dawn quipped wittily, "Buggggyyy stop pulling your feelers!" -_-

(She has some sort of fetish with calling me "BUGGY" everytime she sees me and beaming brightly and retardedly)

So we boarded and hogged the back with Mun Foong and Cheryl. 8D

Some stupid housefly terrorized our humble abode. "Your friend ah?" Huai Chyn asked me. Yeah, yeah, so smart. We all avoided it till it buzzed off. Dawn waved her arms retardedly in the air and posed beautifully for the camera at the front of the bus ~ She's so funny, we all die laughing at her.

Dropped off at AMKhub, and took MRT train to Bishan where I clutched frantically to the pole for dear life.

Then we hopped down to Subway where Huai Chyn took many, many unglam pictures. I kept swaying and singing along to the music! (When there's music, you need ta dance, babehhh~) Dawn simply refused to be caught on camera and kept using her lovely green file to shield her face. She even resorted to running out of the place laughing her head off WITH HER HANDS STILL OVER HER FACE. *shakes head*

Anyway, MY BREAD WAS FREAKING FAT and chock full of LETTUCE. ;_; I could barely fit it into my mouth and everything was falling out so I ate really disgustingly and made a huge mess on my tray! Lettuce tumbled onto my pinafore, bread crumbs littered my tray. Epic MESS. o_o

(ripped from Huai Chyn The Gay)

Actually it doesn't look that bad here!

Dawn was so incredibly shy, she kept smothering her face delicately with her hands. I'm quite surprised she did not suffocate. O:

She didn't even want to take with me despite my super spastic expression! (it's the 8D expression btwwww, awesomeeee)

There she goes, there she goes again~

Her green file's the bomb, man.


YEAH THAT'S COOOOL, MUM! (Stares at Huai Chyn)

Then we walked around, looking at random stuff, laughing at things and going crazy and crappy. The two giants allowed me to uh, fulfil my dream of being tall by standing a step below me on the escalator. When we approached the next floor, Dawn and Huai Chyn chanted enthusiastically,

"Five, four, three, two, one...! Ah, Debbie, too bad, it's over."

After that Dawn got tired and we got bored of J8 anyway so we went home.

Baaaaah, I hate MRT trains. ;_; I have a horrible tendency to sway and fall over.

YESTERDAY

Choir was so terrible, I had this huge, throbbing headache throughout and I felt so tired I could sleep standing.

Headache from all the yelling and screaming and scolding, that is.

I felt so lost, because I'm not exactly musically inclined and I have no idea how to help choir improve. I just stand there, putting in every ounce of effort I can, but I can't do anything for anybody else. Choir made me feel so useless, because I can't teach, I can't help anyone. Bahh, someone who's Grade 4 in piano can only listen out for wrong pitching. Nothing much else.

I felt so defeated and drained after the practice. But we all have to fight back as hard as possible. I know it'll be really, really difficult to pick ourselves up from where we left off, where we're still so shaky on the basics of the songs and everyone's so freaked out and scared. It seems like there's no more hope, doesn't it... After all, how do we perfect 4 songs in less than a week! Moreover, the bulk of the Sec3s aren't going to be there due to Chinese O's.

But we have to try; otherwise what are we singing for?

Choir's not just a CCA. It's for us to craft a whole new world with our voices, soar with them. There's a beautiful quote on Joey's blog that is really inspiring... Go take a look.

We'll show Miss Lim we really, really want to do our best, that we're trying really hard, so she'll know we're fighting. Put in all you have into mastering the songs, to show her we've done all we can.

Don't give up, don't ever, ever give up. We can do it.