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20.3.08

Thursday, thursday, thursday!
Today I've had loads of fun.
My day was mostly filled with Deanna's presence:)
Who's Deanna?
OH OH OH.
She's my POA+Drama Buddy (for life), y'heard?
"Dee" for short :D
I LOVE POA LESSONS. THEY ROCK MAH WORLD.
I'm always looking forward to talking trash with Dee, Fahan and Justin Koh.
And other random shitzos sitting near us, like Justin Chew and Wei Lun O.O
I just feel.. like me around all of them.
You can talk shit at any point of time and they're always grinning (not like people who look at you weirdly and say "you're no fun at all.")
Or we burst out laughing because Fahan the Great is a true blue mamasan!
AND AND Dee & I start giving Fahan and Justin the eyebrow because they start singing funny songs and they match words to make it all rhyme!
DEEEE! YOU HAVE BEEN A BIG, BIG BLESSING TO ME.
YOU'RE THE METEOR IN MY SKY WHICH GOES *WHOOOOSH*
I LOVE YOU DEANNA BONAPARTE:)
Yeah then during recess, stuff weren't very nicely put at our usual table.
So I walked off first and didn't really bother about them anymore.
You can break me, rub salt into this gaping wound but at least I'm stronger than you.
Stronger to show you I can still stand even after you've discarded me.
Throw throw throw me away. Tear tear tear me down.
But I'm still standing, babe.
BUT WHO CARES!:)
Drama: we all looked at it differently today.
There was this anger activity and we got so angry that we dented the metal legs of a chair after throwing it around onstage behind the curtains.
Like, literally.
People cried and I felt this bond, that we could show each other who we really are at our weakest.
It was fruitful.
We had our 2nd run for The Face Is The Place.
I wouldn't say it's a great success, but at least we didn't make any mistakes!
AND DEE WAS AWESOME 'COS SHE BROKE OUT OF HER SHELL!

:D
Tomorrow you guys are watching Step Up 2 right?
HAH! I'M GOING JAMMINGGG:)
Today I'm happy. Truly.
I haven't felt this way before, at least not for the whole week.
ANGELLLL IT'S 8.40 PM, OKAY I KNOW I'M LATE LET'S GO OUT NOW.

I really don't feel happy with you guys anyanyanymore.