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Tuesday, August 28, 2007

emotional


It felt like an emotional dream. a trauma, a shock and it hit us real hard for sec ones who haven't really integrated yet. YET. and did they have to do this to us? Did she have to scream at us once we got on the stage and the stupid music just started playing when it wasn't even us who did it? OMG. i was pissed. freaking pissed. and she had to spoil the mood of our performance. yes. crash. all our hardwork. cutting pasting pinning buying and EVERYTHING. how much did we actually go through to make this possible? 1/3 a class who is only known to freaking mug all day actually got in. yes. we were happy. very. then everything started to crumble upon me and leting again. solutions to problems. etc. freak. i mean it was REALLY hard to get the class going. really hard. i tell u i mean like how does it feel to be screamed at for no apparent reason? did the teachers' day rehearsal have to turn out so badly? did it?

" some of u were just flat." quotes the male teacher
" YOU ARE ALL CRAMMED UP IN FRONT OF THE CURTAINS AND NOT LOUD ENOUGH!" quotes the female teacher.

and please. we WERE told to stand in front of the curtains. we went to mdm lee and told her that we didin't want to stand in front of the curtains and poof! we are condemned for standing all squashed up. LIKE PLEASE. but mdm lee didn't shout at us. she looked apologetic. yep, so after we got out of the hall. i was freakin angry. why? because when the teacher was screaming for an answer to her question, i was the only one who spoke up. i told her that we were told to stand in front of the curtains. glad i did that. tao3 hui2 yi4 dian3 class gong1 dao4. so we left the hall and stood outside. huihan said that she was damn angry and i bet i was 100 times more. ya, so that was when i started the crying relay. well leting well wanted to cry out in anger before she saw me so when she did, she burst out uncontrollably. yea then we were just loss. yep lost. we were blank. OH YES. and the female teacher said that we either have this, or we are kicked out. that hit me and the class REAL HARD, the words were like BANG. smacked right into my face. KICKED OUT? after we've been through this HELL? right so weeping we went. then i really couldn't take it cos i didn't want pple to see me in this PATHETIC state, so i practically BEGGED letingto go to the toilet to dry our tears.

i came back smiling, AT LEAST. but after much comforting and sudden realisation of the situation, i started crying AGAIN. yea leting too. we were just AT COMPLETE LOSS. thanks jo and gong yuan for like comforting me. XD then jing ying started crying. from the always cheerful face to the crying face. DRAMATIC. then sally was shocked and she started crying too. OH MY. i've seen sally cry before but well, she didnt look as bad. XD so the relay started. after a VERY LONG TIME, we were asked to go back in. CRAP huh. teary eyed. yep so sat down. i think all my CCA seniors saw me lah! CRYING. at my weakest. and they had to CATCH IT. i got really emotional again when we started to talk about her pissifying the female teacher can get. well everyone around me. leting, marilyn etc. then Mdm Lee seemed to have sensed the teary eyed ness.she walked over. marilyn suddenly got REALLY emotional so mdm lee asked if she was badly affected. she turned and looked at me behind her and i smiled in a pissed manner. then the tears welled up again. she then squatted down beside me and started comforting me. :'( awwww.. she put her hands on my back. but that isnt' the point. i got even more emotional cos i got really angry AGAIN!!!!!!! yea so i didin't dare look at her only to see that leting also got all emo again. the sally spoke up and said that 'we got shouted at even before we could start' and then she stared crying ... awww sally. that's sweet <333 spoke up for 1/3 rights. so i was crying so hard then steph leting marilyn sally josephine and ALICIA cried too. WOW. i mean to get the class get emotional TOGETHER isn't easy. so mdm lee walked away and i saw the huihan's and yumin's eyes were a little red too. that was the first time i felt just so close to 103. that 'we are all in this together'.

super touched by marilyn' i love 103 like that' awww mann. it's like wow. it seems that the class got so much closer. then it was our turn to perform AGAIN. so we dried up out tears and walked up proudly. yep, we held out heads high. before that we told everyone in the class to be enthu and most importantly, PROVE ADULT TEACHERS WRONG. how unreasonable can adults get, u tell me? they are just frustrated about something so it's the best to vent their anger on poor sec ones. wo3 men2 bu4 hao3 qi1 fu4 k. so we did WONDERFULLY. perfect. sweet. i know 103 spirit hasn't deterred. it's still there. waiting for us to grasp it. (: we DID prove the teachers wrong. or else they felt so bad about what happened that they just kept praising us. yes but i still didin't forgive them. when we were walking down leting was telling us, " just don't look at them, i can't be bothered." and then nice and enthu rachel lead us through hip hip hurrays. yay!!! and i cheered so loud, i could hear my voice among the loudness of the cheer. i let go. just let it go. everyone does crumble, won't we?

All i hope is that this new bond that we have just created would not disappear tomorrow. i hope 1/3 would not forget this memorable day. please. that's really what i hope for

my eyes are damn dry now, they can't seem to see properly. very hot, painful, no moisture must be. and guess what? fellow 103s? Mdm Lee called me during dinner. awwww, at least she cares. that's so sweet of her man. XDDDD<3333 sounded so apologetic. :)but it really isn't her fault. so she called leting afer that, and then we decided to tell u guys tomorrow. :D ok. my eyes are dying on me. i'm aching all over. OH YES! wait i forgot one more memorable thing! today has been a really memorable day. during lunch, me and xintong held each other's hands and ran through the HEAVY RAIN. so fun! splash splash. oh no, i'm going to get sick. soaking wet then crying my eyes out. i'm aching now, oh no i better not get a fever. okok so as leting says,

" At least we have something to remember 103'07 for"

Together. 8:15 PM



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