the end of my summer is the last week of june-mid july.

so that's when summer love will end...

and a new crisp autumn shall begin!

hahah. not like i even had a summer love, or am going to have

one. wait. nevermind i didn't say anything.

i have decided dancing is sexy. seriously!

it makes you feel so good about yourself! not that

you're gonna dance in front of anyone, but yeah. can't wait to go

clubbing where everyone's so obsessed with their dance partner they can't

see anyone else, certainly not a little girl at the corner

who dances real badly. oh i have classified myself

as little since the last height check where i

rorienne eleanor did not grow. mm-mm. not one bit.

i have fallen into despair and despondency after finding out that

everyone around me grew and i shall stay

midgeted for eternity. what the hell. must do skipping, or whatever.

like tomorrow, imma be jogging to east coast with

my family... hope i can make it there that is. and i have no idea

what i shouldwear for this occasion. i guess an addidas shirt(which is

pretty awesome, really) and dark blue FBTs

can make it? oh well. who cares, weekday mornings are so empty.

have to get going on my homework, past

four days have been exceedingly hectic, band from dawn till dusk, literally.

which is quite fun luh, after you think about it.

i must work on my ambochure. how do you spell that.

*after checking* oh. i'm just missing an "r" between "b"

and "o". ah, should've known. playing in the

senior quartet on saturday, please wish me luck!

*after checking more* i also found out

that the french horn is the hardest instrument to play. kudos

to binbin, choo chin, jiaxin, wenyi, etc. cos they're

DAMN GOOD. not like me. i'm still learning. haven't even got the

correct ambrochure. oh no.

still thinking whether i should go to mr ng directly after

rhythm xxiii. ahhhh.

so, homework. i've only found the words for chinese book report

and [a long corridor's section] or [chang lang de na yi

duan]. okehhh getting overly-lame here.

still left with LA, History, 2 questions of Geog

and...dunno luh. oh god.

the thunderbird's breath came in ear-splitting

deep growls that shook the earth,

and martha quickened her pace.

she knew the great bird almost always brought its

cousin with it-the rain.