Autobiography:

GILLIAN.
Date of Birth: 01DECEMBER1993
14 going on 15

i'll make a splash in your life.
thats what i do :D
take it or leave it.

i'll blast you off to a world of
insanity in my ever so wonderful,
colourful and fantastic rocketship!

nonsense ends it all

Escapes:
alsofiena alyssa amanda belynda brenda clarissa cuixia huixiu joan joee joelle katherine lijuan michelle miss goh meimei rujun wanning yeeteen yijun

coralband two/five

Credits: un deux trois quatre lyricaltragedy

Radio:

Thursday, July 3, 20089:04 PM countdown to Art Fest is a damn stressful thing.
yesterday we had the first rehearsal in the hall.
damn waste of my time.
Raffles Hotel was huge.
but god, it was nice! very colonial style.

carried the instruments up to Jubilee Hall.
its soooo Phantom of the Opera kind of thing.
just smaller. much much smaller.
and its not that Regal, has a somewhat asian thing going on. LOL

pretty much screwed up the rehearsal.
backstage was a havoc.
Pamela couldn't find her file, missing stands
all that kind of crap.
quite obviously, Miss Shariffa was damn annoyed and stressed out.

Band was like depressed/demoralise
so we pretty were in a crappy mood through the rest of the rehearsal.
thank god for Evangeline. who was also called the Extra Horn Player.
Savior Horn according to her.
she has the lamest comments. LOL
she sat next to me in the hall and kept making me laugh :D

after that spent a LONG time trying to find the un/loading
and ming xuan & i did this with our tuba and berry.
(isit berry or bari??? o.o)
running up and down the stairs with a 10KG ++ thing is not fun!
sweating like mad after.
our hands were so tired we couldn't lift them

mingxuan , lets be lazy and wait for the service elevator next time!

slept on the bus back
then dinnered with Huxiu, Mutiara and Eileen.
they are very funny people. LOL

came home and was INTENDING to homework
but i was so dead tired i couldn't bring myself to do it.

Today, got to school only to get really pissed off.
some annoying ass was sitting opposite me,
b*tching about band during the rehearsal and all that kind of crap.
i am not deaf. NOT DEAF.
for goodness sake, you wanna talk behind people's back.
TALK BEHIND PEOPLE'S BACK! not while they are sitting opposite you
and can hear everything you are saying without even trying -.-"
i think you don't really get the concept of b*tching.
and like omg, you are a guy! its bad enough you are b*tching.
the word to use here is DISCREETLY.

got to class, my table got vandalised.
even though it was very neat, its still vandalising -.-"
maths suck. correction, the maths teacher sucks.
she is damn lazy. won't even re-explain when we don't understand.
what the hell! don't blame us if we fail..

i want Mdm ch'ng back!
i wanna pass maths! why is it that everytime i like a subject,
sometihng will happen to make me not get it of hate it.
thankgod i still got POA.

after school went for tuition
then bused home. god i'm tired.
i desperately need a good night's sleep like NOW.
i don't feel like giving a damn bout maths homework,
but i can't. damn.

Labels: 8 days and counting