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Wednesday, May 07, 2008
fine, whatever.
i shall just pretend i don't care.
you know, it'd hurt less if you've just told me instead of lying.
but hey, whatever.audi prac was weird. grace and i were cracking away madly. i think we sounded like. popping popcorn, for lack of a better description. now when we talk we sound really odd. like perpetually somewhere in between head voice and dont know what voice. sucks.
cabbed to rafflescity with ruimin and grace, before walking to esplanade for rjchorale limelight. and grace, i was so not "shrieking all over the place"! you horrible girl D: i'm a horrible specimen of a sop1. i am convinced i don't deserve to be a sop1. so terrible. anyway. "jaakobin poJat" clever emcee. it's pronounced "poyaat". and our screams sound nicer than theirs. so that's the sole consolation for me tonight. yay :D
ooh. concert's in a little more than 24hours. i still have two tickets to get rid of. help?
i feel very. incoherent. how terrible.
oh after concert grace ruimin i were trying to sing far away. it was quite a tragic attempt. rather, they were tragic attempts. therefore we're going to embarrass ourselves in front of our level tomorrow. how horrid. I WANT A STAND *whines*
i'm tired, i think. actually. i don't feel tired at all. but i know i'm tired. therefore i think i'm tired. no i don't make sense, i know.
now i wonder, what else have you lied to me about.
maybe i should stop wondering and being stupid.
i suck.
lost myself at 1:03 AM