Cleopatra.
Autobiography
Benedict.
I'm living through a crazy life. Life can be stressful hell, but I still live. Music is my therapy sometimes to get away from it all, and have been writing music since I was 10.
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My Other Blog
Maye
Marcus
Luisa
Christine
San Mao
QL
Gerald
Rachel
Prisca
Prisca (tumblr) Grace Guan
Piao Lin & Grace
Margaret
Joaquim's clique
Grace
Adam
The Unlikely Trio
Quinn
Nicole
Isabel
Anais
Jayne
Tammie
Emeline
Clara
Brenda
Christabel
Brandon
Sian Sue
Bi Qun
Carrine
Camille
Claire
Verine
Jaime
Sharmin Yeo
Claudia
Rachel and Margaret (shared)
Yu Jin
Jacob
Cheryl SL
Jessica SL
Mr Lum
Mr Lim
EL Project
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May 22, 2010, 11:00 PM
Pee it all out.
EHHHH. The drama of my maid running away is turning into something I feel like writing. A book maybe? A Sunday times best-seller? UHUH. From checking the security cameras (seeing what she wore and whether she was alone) to going to the police, I feel like it's a cheap, local version of CSI. Still, add in a little flowery language and it'll all seem cool FURSHURE. Anyway, I've been having a little trouble with my throat. I think it's inflamed. It feels like it's burning. And it hurts when I breathe. GRRR. It doesn't hurt that much when I talk though. Grrr. Hope it heals soon. Christine told me to drink water like there'll be no more water supply. And told me to "pee it all out". Hence, the blog title.
Training today was awful. Does it look like I don't care? I think so. At least during training. I don't think my coaches like me. And perhaps I really don't care. But right now, I don't know.
I DEF wanna go out during the June holidays. Err, ROAD TRIP TO AUSTRALIA ANYONE???! haha. kidding. I just wanna get out. One with Bimbo, Christine and another with Marcus, Samuel, QL, Prisca and Luisa. Let's go, let's go!
Oh yes, and I remember one of my strange dreams which I previously said I forgot. Err. It is very very stupid. HAHA. How does "being in a convertible and bombs are blowing up everywhere" sound to you? OR, how does "colourful bus stations made of some random soft material" sound? NAHH. Don't think that's interesting. The timeless "err, okay....." reaction. Still. Being in a convertible with bombs exploding everywhere around you is cool and dangerous at the same time. But then again. Depends on what convertible. I'd like a Maserati, thanks. =)