Today was international 'To Write Love On Her Arms' day. It was so nice to walk around at school and on the trains and see all these people with the world on their arms. ♥
I've also got one on my wrist as well, a small black 'love'.
Ah...it's so happy making. ;DD
Finally, You don't know how happy I am that it's the weekends. This week. Has been tiring. SC was okay, but it was still draining to sit in that hall for two whole days. Gods, imagine our HSC. -shudder-
Like...an entire week in that hall. Seriously, that's terrifying. Stuffy, silent, dingy hall...eww.
I was sad last night, and wrote a five page letter to no one. That's right. Five A4 pages to no one. I think this is the first letter which I've written that I haven't shredded or burnt or flushed down the toilet, lol. And this morning on the train, I wrote another two pages. I'm such a sad case. Haha....and my new pen which I have never used before writing that letter died after I finished it. Pens are getting too cheap these days. Either that, or I wasted more ink that I thought I did.
On the plus side, after 5 auditions, I made it into acappella~! Woot! So so happy...;D
Sad thing is, my singing is like...probably the only thing which I'm proud of, or has a small ego attached to. I'm so glad I made it in, I swear I stuffed my auditions...my voice cracked on the highest note, stupid dry throat...and the 'dowahhs' were just dodgy. But yeah...so happy! This means I'll be doing four choirs next year. Woohoo!! And musical...ah, I'm going to like next year. Just not the work loads of course, lol.
I still need shoooooesss! Crappp...
And formal's in like, what? Five days? Arg. I fail at getting ready. I might just wear my white heels instead, they're really nice. Either those, or I'll go shopping tomorrow...hopefully find a nice pair with not too high heels. Because:
1. I can't walk in high high high heels.
1. I can't walk in high high high heels.
2. I hate stilettos anyway.
3. I can't be taller than my date. ;D
Magazine Committee is taking over my lifee....DD:
Seriously. I've spent the past how many days jsut sitting at those computers? All we do is make magazine pages, listen to disney songs (namely 'I'll Make A Man Out Of You') over and over again, eating pizza and getting really pissed off at our computers. Though the songs and pizza are good. ;D
Stole and ate too much bombe alaska yesterday, lol.
Now I can't stand chocolate. Or meringue. Or anything sweet really...
Now, I should shut up on this uber uber long blog post.
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I can get used to lying on hills in the sun.
