In less than two weeks time we would be on the ACJC stage.
Performing our syf piece.
After three months of rehearsing, it's showtime.
I'm obviously scared shitless. I know i haven't been working as hard as i should have so this week is the time to make changes and really push myself to do better.
The past three days have been pretty exhausting. Yeah even though i'm not working that hard it still tires all of us out. For our wednesday rehearsal, we were in the quadrangle and i thought that the grethels were so screwed. We were stuck and it so boring. Mr xavier knew it was time to make changes and wow it really made us so happy when we had something new to work with!
Lighting the next day at acjc went so much better than expected. We got good feedback from mrs c but we can't be complacent because that's what will kill us. Constantly need to remind ourselves that. It was a happy day and zenda bought luohan for all of us (:
This morning was spent just having a good talk with mr xavier and the others. I'm really bad when it comes to games like murderer. I'm only good at dying. Lunch was pretty decent and then we did a few runs before the showcase in the hall which went alright...the comments were constructive and it was interesting listening to what the other teachers had to say even though we all wanted to just go to corners to sleep.
Stayed back in school till 1830 before we met up with the rest to head down to city hall! Ah boyfriend looked so handsum c: watched Leaping Fish in the City @ The Substation because mr xavier thought it was good exposure for us and it was indeed interesting. Everybody went back after it ended ): was hungry so went to mos with chongray and mr xavier. So tiring to type his name out ):
It was pretty fun talking to them hehe (: then took the train back to clementi, took forever to choose a drink to buy and had a nice time at the bus stop again (: had to take 154 because it was the last bus of the day/night ):
My knee is bruised from soft fireworks again. Time to do constructive shit. My holidays are over.
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