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Sunday, November 12, 2006
" pressure's mounting ; 3:35 PM "

hey all.

i've finally got alot to splurge about here on blogger. unbelieveable as it is, noor sharifah has found unabsurd inspiration from my blog. erm, yeah. weird. well, whatever inspiration it is, good for you that you have found your "inner peace" as you have put it. and also, loads of good luck with you and ikhsan. we might just find the two of you dancing around an ancient coconut tree in about twenty years time.

well, as for act3, pressure's mounting. the performance is on the 18th, which is this saturday. and i'm not fully prepared yet. but it's really comforting to see that my other drama friends are really putting in effort. there was alot of pressure at one point i think, and the tension started to mount between some of us, but i think it's really safe to say that things are calm now. and i hope it stays this way. because next year it might be GREEK theatre, and seriously it's going to take so much togetherness to be able to pull through that. i wonder if we have to wear togas though? gawrsh, that'd be, well, EMBARASSING. there's also a new class next year at 3.45. hah, we're still the best okay! hahaa.

yesterday there were rehearsals. so before, taahira and i went to plaza sing. and then after class, reshmi, taahira, natasha, abel and i went to BK to eat. and then i went home to die on my bed.

i haven't even started on any of my holiday homework. it's so weird when i think of it because, aren't our teachers going to change next year? and we'd be just adding to the teachers to mark our papers when in the end, we'd be forgetting about it. and most probably starting on some new topic.

well yeahhh. i guess i've splurged already. post soon. (:

xoxox



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