i'm totally in love with the song ziyao sent me. ((:

today was my last performance of the year.
it was interesting.

i'm going to miss all of it.






i already do.

been ages since i last posted.

sigh, time is really just flying by.
dance night is over.
(our video doesn't do justice to the fabulous dance night that we had. )): so annoying)
i was just checking the handphone number of the cell before sending them out to the leaders, and i realised how most of them have actually changed; it just reminded me of how much time has past since we had started out.
it has been one and a half years. (one year and five and a half months to be exact)
i really have grown quite attached to them.
the leaders too.

i heard news today, that just makes me sad.
inside me, i'm hoping it doesn't come to past.
really really.
I DON'T WANTTTT ):

oh well,
butter factory performance coming up.
i don't know how good it will be.
but i think i really should have some faith in the j1s.
they are going for practice more than i am. ((:
oh well.
hope things turn out well for their batch.

dance dance!

i'm getting really frustrated with the whole dance night thing.
people suddenly not wanting their tickets and what not.
people not coming for practice and bothering to tell me.
i hate this i/c job.
though i think it's just my really irritable mood surfacing every ten seconds.
because of irritating irresponsible dancers who don't bother telling me whether they won't be coming, till i hunt them down.
i'm really starting to get scared for dance night.
like really.
i'm really tired from all of this.
i can't wait for it to come; but yet, i don't want any of this to end.

):

i'm trying so hard to quit complaining about things.
oh well.

i hope i don't get another blister tomorrow from salsa.
my feet are ugly enough.

we need to find costumes.
SOON!

i'm tired and drained out.
another two weeks.
that's all that's left to make the magic happen.
needlesss to say, i'm a little apprehensive about what it would turn out to be.
pek's isn't done yet, my steps are all ):
and i'm just sluggish about it all.

sigh.

it feels like getting into first team, but being benched all the time.
it's really discouraging.

but i know i should still count my blessings.

ROARRR!

i cannot take it.
crying makes me tired.
hopfully this really pushes through this time.
i don't want to see it flop.
like a rag doll.