/This silence isn't too bad;(until I look at my hand and feel sad)Hah, dead much?
I no longer have the time/interest/energy to blog.
My blog is so friggin dead.
Yeah well anyways, screw.
I mean like, everything.
Why?
Read this
This week's schedule:Monday - School till 2.20pm
Training from 3.45pm to 6.45pm
Tuition from 7.30pm to 9.15pm
Tuesday - School till 2.50pm
Council meeting @ 3pm ; Dental appointment
Dance class from 5.30pm to 6.45pm
Tuition from 7.30pm to 9.45pm
Wednesday - School + Math extended till 3.40pm
Training from 3.45pm to 6.45pm
Chingay practice from 7pm to 10pm
(HOORAY, I EXERCISE FOR 6H STRAIGHT TODAY. no wonder I'm dying)Thursday - School + Math extended till 3.40pm
Tuition from 7.45pm to 10pm
Friday - School till 2.20pm
Training from 3.45pm to 6.45pm
Saturday (the best..) - Tuition from 10.45pm to 1pm
Long jump competition. (to reach @ 2pm; start @4pm)
Chingay media preview (
reach @ 1.30pm for make-up/hair preparation ;
rush there and MUST reach by 5.30pm) [actual thing starts at 7pm,
ends at 10pm]
Sunday -
HOMEWORK ; HOMEWORK ; HOMEWORK ; HOMEWORKDieSleep and never wake up.
Yes. I know my life is awesome.
This is worse than a president's agenda, no?
Sighhh -____-
I am LOVING my fan-freakkin-tastic life -.-
Great. Now I need to go shower because I just came back from chingay practice.
I went straight from training.
I am: sweaty/sticky/stinky/tired/drowning/dying/breaking down (or at least I am about to)
Sigh.
Who wanna be me for a change?
And well, I don't get it.
Whatever happened in between?
I tried to understand, but I can't.
Maybe, when I'm a little less tired, someday, I'll figure it out.
But right now, I'm too tired to think.
Whatever happened to our secrets?
Tschh, I'm gonna shower now.
rae.