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Where Did You Come From LadyElizabeth Tan♥ |
posted on Monday, November 12, 2007today was the workshop at RI!it was funfunfun especially the gerbils! haha. [the gerbils actually have nothing to do with it] today started off weird. i was late. and AP nagged and nagged! mom said it would take 5 mins to get to RI. but there was traffic. so what did you expect me to do? walk?! lol. at first i was kinda lost when i got there. there was some other science and research congress thing? so i thought i was in the wrong place. then when we went up we were the only girls school there. the only other school was RI. ben said it was refreshing to see girls in a class. and i was a bit freaked cause i thought we got the instructions wrong or something.. i was expecting a whole lot of other schools like RGS and HC. but queenstown came. liling came too! then we met michael corbidge funny! when he took out that cow-sheep looking thing i was like wah?! and he threw it at tiffany! the poor thing! then we went to their black box. it wasn't as black as ours but bigger. the floor was sucky. sort of did round robin stuff pretty cool the excercise that we had to pair up with a guy was NOT fun. it was retarded cause we were stating the obvious. we were supposed to pair up with a member of the opposite gender. state one physical characteristic of the partner and the partner will repeat e.g my partner said: you have brown eyes i say: i have brown eyes. that kind of retarded thing. so we raced through it and then stoned. we forced tiffany to eat the tart. and AP has officially been dubbed preston. so we call her preston! haha. don't ask why. there was no guy called preston at RI. we had our trip to fort canning with ben. we went to his school [SAVAskool] and then left for the battle box. coolness right? then we had a tour and went back to his school[skipping all the details cause i wanna talk about the gerbils!] and he was debriefing us in a classroom and we got so distracted by the gerbils in the cage so ben took one out. and it crapped. so one boy was like: "oh shit." and ben said: "oh shit indeed.". the place was pretty cool. especially the chairs. haha. AP, cough, i mean preston was very excited about the chairs and tap dancing! maybe we should learn tap dancing from ben since he teaches it. lol. [tap dancing or ballroom.?] got back and came home! and now i have to write reflections and think about: "the cow that fell to earth" cool right? workshop continues tomorrow! and then i'm going out to watch stardust at j8! :D jealous? i know you are. i shall race to catch the earliest show possible after the workshop cause i wanna watch it before my sister can. muahahaha. her o-levels finish tomorrow too! she's going to town. i shall take a bus home after. or at least try. poor coughprestoncough can't come with us to watch cause she has to go back to school. sigh. the poor girl. and jaime is thinking about it. grrr. if she doesn't come, arielle probably won't come cause it'll be pretty late and la and me will be like 2 loners. and she won't want to take neoprints. ----- i can't stand this. i hate going for trainings. i'm sorry it's so frank but i hate it. i mean three times a week? we've all got our own social lives here and we need some space to breathe. i need to just be able to breathe damnit. especially after such a tense year. i need to chill. i need rest. rest and more rest. cause i just realised that the signs of exhaustion started showing up a year ago. if continued for more than 6 months, complications appear. and i've already had quite a few complications and the more serious ones are beginning to affect me already. so yes, i hate training cause i'm too exhausted. check wikipedia if you need to know. sometimes i just really regret joining red cross cause it's so darn obvious that i was never cut out for this sort of thing anyway. so why did i hold on? why did i keep disillusioning myself to think that i could pull it off? why do i always wanna be so bloody perfect. i look at those pictures and they don't care. i really envy them. i wish i didn't have to care. they don't give a damn about whether people say they're fat or not, they're comfortable in their own skin. why can't i be that? why can't i just not be so paranoid? why didn't i stop when i realised that something was wrong? i should have cut myself some slack and stopped 6 months ago. but no. being stupid me i had to keep my mouth shut. and this is where it lands me. you have no idea. so stop pretending like you do. cause you just whine at every single little thing that happens to you. so don't even think you know what it's like. cause i can tell from your pulse and nails that you're lying. it's pretty obvious too. your fingernails tell me a lot about you. and they tell me things you don't even know. |
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