you know today i was thinking bout it.
and i was thinking "why am i doing this?"
seriously.
and cos of everything else that happened today.

i'm not doing dance night anymore.
i don't want to.
i don't see why i should.
when everything's so screwed up.
when it's really not about dance anymore.

rj sucks. seriously.
management's damn screwed.


and today i was thinking.
bout the whole orange item thing again.
yeah cos i was sitting at the mirrors watching them prac.

it's not fair how people who don't actually take dance seriously are given the privilege of doing the item.
and some people who work really hard aren't given a chance to do it.
and it's not like all the people who got chosen can dance relatively better.
it just doesn't make sense.

the more i think bout it the more frustrated i get.
i really don't get why.
doesn't make sense.

argh.


okay i should stop thinking so much bout things i won't find an answer to.
yeah. stop thinking stop thinking..


oh yarh i wanted to say that.
i feel really really damn lucky to be able to work with people who really are passionate bout what they do.
i think it's really quite amazing how when my batch took over the cca i thought "die liao"
then near to the end of our term i suddenly i realise. "hey everyone feels the same way too."
like the attitude towards dance larh generally.
well at least the few people i usually talk to within the cca.
yarh.
=)

i hope the j1s will be like that too.
like it'll just suddenly happen. somehow.

and i'm really damn happy bout the new exco.
actually just the chairs.
chair especially. ahahaha. yayy!! =D


i can't wait for after dance night.
and i can't wait for next year's dance night.
when we'll for once get to really piece something together ourselves.
and rock the stage. =D and get the loudest applause. =DD
yeah. i know we'll be able to do it.


i think it's damn stupid to have a dance concert when students don't get to self choreo items. -.-
what's the point right kns.
and only like 2 items per cca. and the teachers want everyone in. like wth.
doesn't make sense. lousy school.


shit larh keep chest pain. -.-