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The Ballerina
The Ballerina
About me

In a place, where it was bordered on both ends by hedge.Suddenly, I could feel something glinting on the corner of my left eye. I rolled my eyes to the left. Then, I found an ornate mirror. Looking into the mirror, I saw my reflections. Into my eyes, I saw my past. My beautiful past.


My speech
Don't complain with what i blog about, cuz it's my blog, not yours. If you don't want to read this, don't waste time, click the red X button at the top right corner of the internet explorer.

My Loves
The things I truly adore

dance; ballet, on ice
gossip girl
music
my violin Rumy
ipod kpod
couture, cosmetics, heels
the bffaes, you know you love me
I am the lily of the valley <3

Cries
Things which makes me indignant.

Insects
Shitty people & things

Talkings
Talk here.





Archives
My footsteps

♥January 2007
♥February 2007
♥March 2007
♥April 2007
♥May 2007
♥July 2007
♥August 2007
♥September 2007
♥October 2007
♥November 2007
♥December 2007
♥January 2008
♥February 2008
♥March 2008
♥April 2008
♥May 2008
♥June 2008
♥July 2008
♥August 2008
♥September 2008
♥October 2008
♥November 2008
♥August 2009
♥September 2009

Affiliates
BYEBYE

Fiona Linn Donoven Eenette Eunice C Chloe Anni Kathy Amanda Tai tell me if you wanna be linked

Music
Lalalala




Credits
Don't delete this part.

x o x o


Saturday, January 05, 2008
My beautiful past. I was once a ballerina.

house orientation today!!
fun i guess, except for the being really tired part and the sec ones who refuses to cheer louder than me+larry+likhee+nandita+joey+sheryl+luxna. mariel's sister is really funny, so sad she had to wear mariel's pe shirt+shorts cos she ran out of hers. she and her friends were running away from me mariel and larry and we kept chasing. in the end, we all ended up behind mariel's sister (sarah)'s back cos i lost to her friend in a game of scissors paper stone. but our line won anyway.
rushed home for chinese. going to be finishing higher chinese p2a soon. there are so many words to memorise. and i just found out that my chinese teacher is way over 50. and her daughter is p5. but she wears jeans so i thought she was about 45. because my grandma thinks jeans are for young people only
then slept for 3 hours. changed for dance, went for dance in the pouring rain.
DANCE
oh brother
warm up was okay, but we did splits which i seriously need to practise. i can't even stay still with my right leg in front!!! this shows how my laziness deteriorated my splits. and we did developpees. ms chiam was kind of strict. understatement of the millenium. then we moved on to pas de chat. using the music made for men. -,-;;;
my hair was being unsurprisingly and exceptionally stubborn today.

i keep wondering where the justice in this world is. does it even exist in the first place?

the only thing i'm looking for right now is my birthday. my stupid, melancholic birthday which nobody even remembers.

psychopath,.