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Hello readers, your stuck at casultyofsocieties@bs owned by the very typical PRODUCT DESIGN(-.-) wannabe girl.
Call me red hair or pam or monkey or whatever blah blah blah.
seriously im going thru a 'FML' stage now , but dramas owaes pwn em all :D
Lastly im a sucker for red stuff
yeaya. Treat me Nice, I'll treat you Nicer. Don't step on mine when I didn't step on :}yours!
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hello i decided to post another post again since the previous one was kinda
emoish and unlike me.
OHDAMNISHOULDGETOVERIT.

i read someone's blog and felt all happy and sunshiny(don get me wrong) again.

ok i had my very first dance lesson today at o school.
i actually forgot that it was today, i still woke up morning tinking its actually today
and getting all worried but realized its 2mr.

then around 5+ radinka desperately msg/call/msn me and then i realise
it was 2 hours later.
SHIT.

i wanted to buy shoes/pants for it but looks like everything is too late,
so ijust cincai wear anyhow and off i go to bugis.

we totally forgot where the place is again , and then we had to search for it all over again
and we were late and so paiseh.
pple there were really hip-hoppy ( like yo )

and the class is like wo hu chang long , everyone seemed to be able to dance,
i felt shitty since i have no sense of rhythm plus im so stiff like arobot.
and its damn awkward to dance in front of so many pple.

anyway the moves we learnt today were really simple like shit but being
stiff me i still cant grasp the key of it ( if u get what i mean)
i din sweat much and i hate it , perhaps im nt cut out for dancing.ZZZ

after lesson(finally), we walk aimlessly to the busstop and then we parted
and i went to buy starbucks greentea frap!(yay like finaly -.-)
and ock's curry puff, i took damn long to decide(the china woman was abit psised)
and then i don have the urge to go home( as usual when the night is young )
i took 166 to vivo , and then 57 to bishan and then mrt back to yishun plus
859 back home.

i swear lbr today sucks big time, my butt was rotting lke mad , and i realised
LBRing alone totally makes no sense, so pointless, so meaningless.
but not everyone lovse to LBR .
maybe i shld set up a lbr community online and see if anyone wants to join
so i wont feel so lonely and lame when i lbr.

my heartbeat was beating ridiculously fast tody, like 90-100 plus per minute
and i was freaked out.
it may seem that my metabolism is shooting up but im still stuck at the same weight.

and i was saying i do not understand why everyone is freaking out about 12jan.
plus we have to wear casual? why cant we just wear standardise uniform which
is like the chioest and the one i can fit in with no worries?
i have so totally grown out of my skinny jeans.

and i have to spray my hair? whatthehell , cant we just go with this color, i mean
my hair color is so unobvious anyway .
im afraid it wld damage my scalp etc shit.

if i ever got that lucky and get into a poly, i would quickly go source for job
in starbucks and work my flabs off, so that i wont be able to blog everyday.
but i really want to work in b n j yall!

i doubt anyone will fight with me for the job , so im confident,
but the barrier is, will i ever get into poly?
any poly will do alrite, i don care about np anymore, theres too many pple who wants
to squeeze their arse in ( doubt i can squeeze fingers in ) , so i give up np.

JUST DON LET ME GOT 45 POINTS ALRIGHT?


50 situps before i sleep.
as usual , i want 4 pekkkss!! 4 is enough bcoz 6 pekss makes ur XX disappear.