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Sunday, July 09, 2006
just changed a new template. was helping my little cousin find template when i came across this and fell in love with it at first sight. cos' even though i don't look like it, i'm actually quite obsessed with ballet and all kinds of dances. funny right? anw, i aspire to have an arch like that girl's one in the picture above. err.. arch is actually the curve that one gets when he or she points. it looks like a cresent. in order to get a very hmm.. what's that word.. err.. rounded cresent, the feet have to be trained. but then again, i'm not sure if one can train his or her feet to have that arch. i guess it just whether you're born with it or not. full-stop. ballet is really tough stuff even though it looks easy.anw, today, little cousin came to my house to use the computer cos' apparently, hers was infested with virus, if i did not hear wrongly. but that was in the evening. to be exact, just now. and throughout the morning, watched television. afternoon, did pre-lab, hap tutorial, tried doing oc tutorial and pipc tutorial. oc tutorial, could do a bit. pipc, absolutely foreign. so that's my sunday. *yawn*ytd, while my sister went for her tuition, i went to my other cousin's house. but, she pang seh me. she went out. so went with my parents to my father's company's recreational club to collect dinner 'n' dance tickets which is held on next saturday. very excited. 12am-1am is disco nite. so we get to dance. my father's talking about breakdancing. haha.. big joke. i think he was just probably thinking about breaking his bones. anw, after collecting tickets, went back to pick my sis up. but before that, managed to squeeze in a few minutes of gossiping with my cousin who did eventually return home. can't believe such people exist. eww.. shitty. and anw, after picking my sister, went to ecp to do my weekly skate. and at fort rd, witnessed a very interesting incident between a cyclist (who's an absolute bozo) and a taxi driver. shan't elaborate. so, that's my saturday. *double yawn*i really wish i have something interesting to write about. but somehow, my life just lack that interesting-ness. hopefully, my blog would be more interesting to read in the near future. who fancies reading the timetable of my life?
7:25 PM
LOOKING AT THE RAINBOW
waiting for the next winter.
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