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in sch now. 2dae im onna blog in a special wae. imma not gonna use sentences. instead.. ill tok in phrases.. mmaybe woul be sumthing extraordinary.. =p here goes..

m damm tirEd. came sch for musical. aft 3 long hrs. stuff r fine. hope things r gd 4 next few prac. mayb it ain so bad aft all. but imma sick of it already. if anything screw up tat dae. i would b sad. very sad.

2dae we did wit sabina. she counted.. 12345678,22345678,32345..... it realli reminded mi of ndp. i missed mr chong. 1 cartoon guy. damm funni. though tat daes tiring. bt contain beautiful memories. i miss ndp. nearly 2 yrs r gonna past. i can recall.

the practices- became so often and we grew tireed of em. how much sun we had 2 stay under. all the hunger we had 2 ren. all the frustrations if formations dun work out. all the stress we get especially the exam period. all the excuses we used for nt wanting hw =p all the rain n sun we went under.

bus 8 -the frenz we made. the ppl we ate tgt wit. the clowns to make us laugh aft a tiring dae of prac. the energy of the bus. the leaders who took attendace. gave food and drinks. our bus teacher ic.. who took care of us and our attendance.

the shield - how we wrote vulgarities on em. how we broke em. how we slammed em on the floor. how we sat on em. how it shelters us from the sun. how the heavy shield scraped our hands.

the lightsticks - how we were so excited 2 get em in e beginning. how we kope em back. how we broke them accidentally. how we hid em in our shorts/gloves. how they light up the finale. how we enjoyed Ourselves throwing em up high in da sky. how we got scolded wEn ppl get hit.

food n drinks - how happy n excited we were wen we first saw our lunches n dinner being kfc. how we koped the food from other ppl boxes and then pass down. how dismayed we were wen sometimes we open the box 2 see onli a piece of bread. how we gobbled down the food in 10/15 mins cuz we were so hungry. hw much food we wasted as daes passed cua we were sick of kfc. how we suddenly screamed wen there was once pizza served. how we took bottles n bottles of water from our instructors. how many millions of can drinks we bought during all our practices.

songs - i wnana hold yur hands.. wo yao ni de ai.. the makay n indian song.. al these.. haha. nt 4getting wher i belong. the fun dance. wee~! love singin em stil =p reminds mi of e happy times we had wen waiting for our turn in tat hot n stuffy gate 3.. =p and all the dances we did 2 pass time =p

our instructors - chong.. hahaz.. alwae kena bully by us. we like realli curse him manz.. but he was good indeed. mr gan too.. and all our instructors who stayed thru all e tirdious practices wit us.. =p

woah.. long entry.. =p