faeezah sway.

cynthia jerk.

and
jolene ROCK.


sway. jerk. rock. sigh. tired. okay. once i'm done with blogging, i've to rush through all my work.

so anyway. school was all right. meant to be training with our squadmates. but we were being held up with the ndp rehearsal longer than we expected. sigh. can't you stop all the scoldings, shoutings and screamings at us?! we're trying our best already. i'd burst out crying if all the teachers start screaming at us again tomorrow. argh. we only learnt how to slow march last week. so wat's the point of having such a high expectation of us? sigh...

but me, faeezah and cynthia will work extra hard for tomorrow's rehearsal. we shall prove to them that we really can do it. yes we can!

sigh. wat's the point of looking out for you, thinking tat you would appear. but when you finally did, i was left speechless. lost for words. i felt annoyed. and i am still.