Knickers.

Courtesy of Jean.
Temasek Polytechnic, school of Business.
Diploma in Retail Management.

I speak my own words like phases of the baked moon. I live my own life like thunders of the monstrous storms.


Thursday, June 07, 2007

That blooming COC rehearsal today can really crush my arm. I guess my muscles would be tensed up tomorrow till my bones are all scrunched up. The colour of my arm kind off looking weird now. The front portion is lighter than the middle section but tanner than the top. My middle section is the darkest, pretty much like a little sun burnt. My face! That should be the worst. I wonder if my arm muscles can take three days of arm drills consecutively. Seemed like my concern is averted to the question if I can take the pain instead. Foof. I am, thus, once again worn out. Oops, I better turn in soon to grab some sleep. Sadly enough, I only had three pathetic hours of slumber last night. All of us made friends again. Like of course, like forever, whenever it comes to NCC. One thing: I so love Sea's GOH uniform. Uber smart and pretty. The entire uniform is white, even the boots. The boots is very beautiful. Look like wealthy people's product. I am green with envy! Shucks, actual performance tomorrow and it will take about ninety minutes and counting.

Goodnight.

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