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She is unpredictable, frequent moodswings. Sometimes she’s nice, and sometimes she’s not.
Her name is Yan Ying. 90% of the world can’t pronounce it properly, simple as it seems. But no one really cares so they just call her YY. She is not fond of people with the same name as her. She turns 14 on 6th September and she loves her birthday cause it is a sex symbol. She was from Yew Tee Primary and is still proud of her school. She will never forget the class of 6D’07, or the batch of P6’07. She is currently an idiot in Nanyang Girls High and it is a love-hate relationship. She belongs to 202’09 which she, to be honest, doesn’t feel much for. She is a Theatre Club girl and is more than proud to be one. She especially loves Emo Batch♥, and looks forward to devoting her next 3 years to TCN with much optimism. She does ballet with more than just passion but she can’t do a center split. She is trying her best and is currently aiming for a far-fetched distinction for Grade6. She loves hiphop just as much though she’s pretty new at it. Her favourite sport is swimming and she occasionally plays basketball as a form of stress-relief. She likes to be tan and loves her swimming tan line. The piano, is yet another love-hate relationship. Like most teenagers, her hobbies include MSNing, blogging, and youtubing and facebooking. She loves shopping and doing random stuff like gaying people, jumping over railings, walking in the rain, and having completely irregular sleeping hours. Unlike most teenagers, she thinks that rap music is trash. She also thinks that she is getting old cause she hates the songs the average listens to these days. She can’t explain her love for oldies, country music, ballads, and sentimentals. Nostalgic songs are the best. Her favourite bands are Michael Learns to Rock, The Beatles and Westlife. She loves too many singers to name them all. “Forevers” are bullshit as of now. The night speaks to her the way no one else can. Her favourite thing to do is to curl up with a book on a rainy afternoon in her room, where she feels safest in. Her favourite flower is a black rose, but on the contrary, she likes rainbows and hugs too. She is always torn between two. But she is determined when she sets her mind on something, so she wants the world to shut up and believe in her. Just watch.Tag
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Tuesday, March 25, 2008, 11:47 PM
Today...
Today --> Mentally, physically, emotionally exhausted.Sigh.
And for some people out there, I ain't emo. I'm just drained. Drained.
First was knowing the fact that we weren't going to get back out History results this week. Crap.
I hadn't exactly been looking forward to it; I'd do badly in it anyway.
I would just like to get it over and done with.
Then was Chinese results.
I shall not say much.
I mean, the world can already predict how well I did.
I just passed. By IP standard, but it's still sucky, compared to my genius classmates who got straight As.
One of them (this girl doesn't read my blog) was even "announcing" it.
And announcing how bloody well she did for her math as well.
I know she got full, but announcing it is bloody ego.
Sometimes I wish some people would just shut up.
Compared.
Compared, yeah. Maybe I shouldn't have done that. Shall try to keep away from my classmates' blogs for awhile.
Maybe I should be supportive of Hanrui wanting to woo her.
I mean afterall she's chio, sporty and smart.
And feminine.
Unlike me, of course.
Mm, Chinese was utterly horrifying yeah. First exam paper I didn't manage to complete. Three cheers for me.
First exam paper I just passed. Three cheers for me again.
Probably just have to get used to that. Get used to losing. (:
Oh.
I stayed back during recess to copy my Chinese corrections.
And while copying, one of my theatre batchmates (infact a very close one) came over to my class.
"How much you get?" Very innocently.
"CAN YOU DON'T ASK?!"
I literally screamed at her.
Yeah I'm pissed at my kiasu class asking everyone howmuchyouget, but I know I also shouldn't have screamed at her like that. Could tell that she was really shocked.
It was a sudden burst of anger; I swear it wasn't intentional. I'm so sorry.
And after recess was geography. Had to do a presentation.
It sucked and I bet we failed. Mrs Amy kept criticizing us.
Right then I felt like saying, "Mrs Amy, I know I'm loser-ish enough. Thanks for pointing that out to me once again."
After the sucky geog thingie was Language Arts. Apparently we got back our "The Effect of Gamma Rays on Man-in-the-Moon Marigolds" quiz results. We had to read that book (or rather script) and answer the questions on the worksheet.
I did well. But not well enough for a theatre girl.
We read that book again and again, we memorized the entire book, yet I still made stupid mistakes.
There was one I ought not to have made. It was my own character, the one I used to play. Miss Foo said it was a trick question, but I should have known better than the rest, shouldn't I?
What hit me wasn't just the quiz.
It was that I probably hadn't put in enough effort into Theatre. If I had I would have known very clearly the answer to that question.
The seniors wouldn't be pleased with me, would they?
I still need to give 101% commitment at the end of the day, like my sec 4 seniors. Afterall I will stay in this CCA throughout my entire four years and I shall swear that.
I'm just disappointed in myself. My slacking attitude. This includes the academic side as well.
Oh yeah. We practised our play during lunch. It was bad.
And after lunch was art.
Let's not get anyone into the wrong idea that I'm acting emo.
Well anyway art lessons are meant to be for sleeping and slacking. I was completely restless and could barely take in what the teacher was saying. I'm so happy I don't have art in sec 3.
After art was class contact time. I had to discuss with the class about the class breakfast which is next friday.
Though I wasn't exactly having a wonderful the-world-is-happy day kind of mood, at least I tried to be as high and enthusiastic.
I hadn't a choice. I had to put myself in others' shoes and know that they would have felt extremely irritated if a speaker with a sullen the-world-revolves-around-me look is discussing with the class about a class event which is supposedly to bond the class together and to promote healthy eating.
So yah, I tried to engage the class and made them laugh like I always do.
That's my job isn't it, cheering people up.
So fortunately they were rather enthusiastic about the whole thing and gave alot of suggestions. I love my class.
After school there was um, theatre. We ran 2 rounds around the school = 1.4km. I felt that it was more tiring than the usual 3 rounds though, mainly because of
1) My calf muscles were hurting alot.
2) We ran faster than usual.
3) I hadn't exactly the motivation.
And then it was practise, practise and practise for theatre.
I still thought we did badly.
Anyway I think that some of my batchmates should be more respectful. I mean, HOLDING ON TO YOUR HANDPHONE AND BUSILY TYPING AWAY ON THE KEYPAD while the senior is trying her best to correct and advise us? That is completely disrespectful. And hello YOU ARE THE MAIN CAST.
I could see that Hanjing was also irritated with them.
Oh hmm. I had really bad headache throughout theatre.
It's getting more recent.
And fortuntely my neck doesn't hurt anymore.
After Theatre, ballet.
Last exam-coaching lesson.
I have ballet exam tomorrow and I seriously need some luck. Sigh.
Today's ballet was quite fun; it definitely made my day.
There were only four of us dancing. Equals more attention, correction and communication. The other three+oneofourfours already took their exam last week so they weren't required to come. But one of them was damn nice that she came and help us if we needed any.
I think my bar work is okay. Just some occasional slips here and there.
Centre work, slightly screwed.
Solo dance, quite screwed.
Free movement section, okay.
Character exercises, the worst.
Character dance, slightly screwed.
I actually perfected everything last year.
And the day before my grade 4 exam, I went so far that I seriously woke up in the middle of the night to practise my steps.
I guess now I just ain't so dedicated to the things I do.
I need to stop slacking. And buck up soon.
Sometimes you really disappoint me.
I just wish you'd be more tactful.