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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

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Tuesday, July 8, 20088:57 PM
my ensemble piece is actually making sense to me now.
like FINALLY! manage to figured out the pitching and such
so now i actually might i a TEENY WEENY bit of hope i won't screw up art fest.
3 frigging days left for any sort of miracle and hardwork.
THREE DAYS

i'm kinda forgot the reason i'm doing this in the first place.
considering the fact that they starve us, make us put in alot of effort,
make us miss lessons i LIKE, drain our energy
AND only gives us CIP hours and CCA points..
its so damn pathetic and i'm still doing it.

Coral is like Child labourers hiding behind MOE
and the title of SECONDARY SCHOOL.
i probably won't think that after Art fest but i think that way now.

the only positive thing out of this is that
because i am so stressed out by Art fest and they starve us,
i lose ALL my appetite and hardly eat anything
causing me to drop like 2kg in 2weeks.
oh, yay.. (sarcasm)

my mum has been freaking out thinking in on some diet
and caring too much about my weight.
hell, i couldn't force myself to starve even if i WANTED to -.-"
so yeah mum, the only time you have to freak out that i'm dieting
or suffering from malnutrition is when i lying on a hospital bed
with the doctor telling you i have been severely dieting and is suffering from malnutrition.
which will be like, never.

ah, have no reason why but then the entire of today, i have nothing to say.
okay, not realy nothing to say. Just limited words. VERY limited.
i'm way way way way sleepy.
tomorrow we have a way way way way too long day.
if i faint halfway due to exhaustion, i hope it won't be in the toilet.
horrible experience.. never wanna experience it again.

i forgot what i wanted to type here.
oh well, guess it will be an abrupt end to this dreadful post.
tsk.tsk.

Labels: signed with no sincerity now.