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Friday, February 12, 2010

CNY celebration; wear home clothes to school and the starting of the day was full of laughter and took lots of pictures. funny moments never always last long.. hais.. the proper celebration starts.. 9.15am.. went to the canteen and changed to drum clothes.. funny siia.. and the waistband was seriously freaking irritating. I'm like the mother of the 24 drums cos i have to do the waistbands for the girls.. hais..Everything done, went up to the hall to watch the performance. I seriuosly don't understand what they were performing and the performance was so long. Next is the runway.. those at the back like us, the 24 drums girls shouted like hell to support the teachers and our class. Shout and shout till my throat hurts.. hais.. after this is our turn and we're so paisey.. School ended.. went to vivo with them and watch movies.. everything was great and after that.. slacking..

♥i've got no time for feeling sorry
@ Friday, February 12, 2010