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Wednesday, November 18, 2009

|11:43 PM|

I was just wondering who reads my blog. Or who can stand my childish posts and rants about every insignificant detail of my life. Oh well. I don't really care. It really isn't anyone's problem. Just, perhaps, a random thought.

Back to the point.

I have so many things to post about. Everything on the net feels like a disease now. One moment it comes and gets you all caught up in this frenzy and the other, you just feel all so worn out.

And right now, I think the blogging virus has caught up with me again.

Ain't there some sort of vaccine?

Never mind.

So, let's start. My last post was dedicated to my teachers and friends. Thanks, Carolyn.

Which reminds me, that I'm going back to my alma mater tomorrow. Anyone coming along?

So the next thing that happened was Swing Team prep and the K-Box session.

Okay Swing team prep first.

We spent 3 days preping for the sec 3 inter-class debate. We thought we were against unity, but it turned out to be diligence. Quite shocked, I felt. Needless to say, I was nervous throughout the whole debate. When I spoke, my hands trembled so much I couldn't read without holding the cards with both hands. But prep was fine. The first prep was in school. Did some research the night before, mainly about the detriments of fast food. I am not going to eat lots of fast food from now on.

Went to sch, saw Mr Searle. Things between Regine and Carolyn were tense. But we got over that somehow. Maybe not entirely,but sufficent. Mostly we spoke strategy. And we edited our scripts and went over the bare skeleton of the debate. Progress was okay. We all knew what to do when we went home. I finalized the basic outline of the debate that night. But before that we went for lunch together and K-box. We ate at pepper lunch, the only restaurant that we agreed on. (I know its a fast food restaurant, but noticed I said most, not all, above) K-box was wild, crazy and unexpected. I thought that we might be all shy and awkard about singing in front of each other, but C sort of broke the ice, and we were soon singing at the top of our lungs. C was passionate. She had strong vocals, and a good voice, which she used well. Xinyi was the dancing sort. She loves songs that make her move. I was passive. I didn't like to stand up and sing, but I loved songs which made me sing loud, and stretch my vocals. Regine didn't sing much cos' she didn't know many songs. Not a disadvantage, but it was sort of a pity. She paid the same amout as us but I doubt she enjoyed it as much as us. Anyway, I think it would be safe to assume that Hot n Cold was now our must-have k-box song. It just gets us so.....hyped up. We sang and danced/jumped to it thrice. Bonded over it, even. As I said: SWING TEAM IS WILD!~

Worked till 1+am for the speech. Second day of prep was a C's. Slightly uneventful, I could say. We finalized everything, ran through our case, had lunch (Fast food again), checked out sodium levels of frozen food and cup noodles in the supermarket, made dumplings, and went home. We were basically done. Loved Regine's outfit for that day.

Worked till 2am for the finalising of script. Went to school with 3 hours of sleep, but I was strangely excited and energetic. I knew after the debate I'll be totally worn out. But before that, the adrealine rush was just, indescrible. It was exhilarating,fresh,charging, and I've not once felt the effects of sleep deprivation. In fact, I felt restless, bouncy. Waiting for the debate to start, that anticipation and suspense was killing. The electrical buzz in the classroom which we were practicing in was tangible. Imagine the atoms shooting in random directions, in quick, sudden and precise movements. That was how it felt. We won the debate, and now, we're just waiting for the next motion.

Next post's about ice-skating :)

She lost.
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