Friday, December 09, 2005
[9:09 PM]

teenagers and parents are not meant to go well together. but a teenager should by the least learn how to respect their parents cos with respect comes trust and that trust can only be earned through good relations. with respect and trust secured in your hands, hey friend, you can go places.



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i've finally collected my new pair of spectacles, after breaking my old silver titanium 2 weeks ago. imagine the agony of not being able to see anything as you move around the house! (wearing contact lenses at home is uncomfortable...) and the optometrist's selling coloured contact lenses at just $18 per pair! what a deal! but i just got myself a 6-month supply of the normal ones so i don't dare ask my parents.



we went for Child Aid concert at the UCC yesterday. i didn't expect anything much cos after all it was just a charity concert for the ST School Pocket Money Fund. but the cute little performers really stole our hearts.



the girls were crazy over 15-year-old AC (Barker) Nathan Hartono, the winner of the Teenage Icon who crooned to beautiful jazz numbers. we were fairly impressed, with the exception of Vicki who was gushing over him like he was some hot jazz singer. okay maybe gushing is too strong a word. haha. but of cos all of us were more excited over the young harpist 8-year-old Lee Yun Chai who managed to bring out our paedophilic sides. he was the most adorable thing on earth! we wanted to pinch his cheeks and hug him soooo tightly and even planned of kidnapping him so we can bring him home and pinch his cheeks again and again and again. wretched paedophiles. hahaha.



i heard Janani Sridhar for the first time, the soprano i saw on Arts Central. opera is not boring okay! she was really good. so were the jazz kids! and the little ballroom dancers! amazing talents these people have. Vicki lamented the male ballroom dancer could dance better than me despite being 9 years younger. that is, of course, not true. cos i have never even tried ballroom dancing to begin with! those fast sleek sexy moves...



the prospect of choreographing a traditional Malay dance for the school's Chinese New Year celebration is unbearable. i know i know... a dancer should be more flexible and should not be afraid to try out something different... but... ARGH! i've never done a Malay dance before how to choreograph one?! Saidah help me! we'll pay you! we will! just mention how much!



oh wait. actually, i wouldn't mind if i get paid as well.



but that won't happen! boohoo.
so anyhow, i have to do it no matter what right. so i began watching videos containing Malay dances. yes Saidah, including the one i helped videotape, the competition which Zaifa fainted in while dancing. hahaha. that one. and Siti Nurhaliza's concert video. now i'm thinking of copying steps wholesale. but here's the problem: i can't seem to differentiate the steps. they all look the same!
gosh.



we'll deal with that later.



this week's edition of Newsweek is really good. the feature story is about the recruitment of women among the terrorists, namely the Al-Qaeda. get it. read it.



Corinne's off to Thailand. Eugene was in Bangkok when i last smsed him. Jilyn's going off too. and i'm still stuck here in this wrethced place and could only hope for chalets and barbeques. how pathetic. whatever happened to our plan to go to KL?! it's difficult to even get to JB :( but can't say i'm bored. cos there's always something going on and something to do (homework included) that i can't put my mind off of anything for even one second. not even in my sleep!



lemme tell you what i dreamt last night. we were in a class. everyone in the school uniform of cos. and there was a teacher. a male teacher. i couldn't recognise the face. i don't think it was someone we've met. everyone was participating actively during the lesson. well don't you wanna know what lesson we were having? HISTORY! we were in a history class, doing international history and everyone was participating actively and we had an unknown friendly teacher teaching us!



what was i thinking!?


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