My beautiful past. I was once a ballerina.
baack! :)
haven't blogged for ages blogger has changed so much! can barely recognise it:p
anyway,
saturday 230808!
dance! :)))))))))))))) seriously, i should start stretching evryday (at least do a split) because i am so unflexible for nuts and ms chiam expects so much from me?! which she seriously shouldn't
was wearing my new crisscross leotard. felt happy at first, until ms chiam told me this
ms chiam: eh kyung tae! why you so
fat ah!
kyung tae: huhh maybe cos i just ate and drank a lot..?
ms chiam: no leh! last year i saw you you weren't so fat you know!
kyung tae: maybe cos my boobs are not so big (god, as embarrassing as that sounds, i said it)
ms chiam: (stares at my chest) no lah! just now i saw
your tummy is quite big leh...
kyung tae: huhhhh.... (by this time i was really close to tears)
seriously, never have i been told that i am fat, ever. i THOUGHT i was skinny but apparently i'm too fat as a dancer? i very nearly cried on the spot if there hadn't been fiona telling me that i'm skinny (whatever, believe it or not it still helped) suddenly there was this whole avalanche of thought all centering around how am i going to lose weight??? omg i'm fat as in my ballet teacher tells me i am fat.. stupid things like anorexia and bullimia came up on my mind. during break time i felt soooo guilty to eat my subway cookies and at home thought about whether i should have dinner or not.... (but i ate in the end thanks to the amount of stress that gave me)
honestly, i really wanted to cry like an idiot on the spot. you should never tell anyone that they are too fat, whatever the situation. you have no idea how much that hurts
choreographing the charity show dance... and did a few thousand splits and rolled around the floor. came home to find my whole leg bruised lahh. i can't do that jump thing where your legs go back up and your hands go back to try and touch the leg. i'm no dancer physically. not flexible, not thin. can't do grand jete! how!
today;
english: wrote on benefits and drawbacks of the internet. was okay. drained out 80% of my energy
ss: screwed. just plain screwed. at most i can get is prolly 9. if i'm lucky then 10. i just can't get that stupid new teacher who marks freaking strictly.
taught joey the aces routine with wenyan. then went for lunch (GOD WHY DID I FREAKING EAT KFC SOMEBODY PLEASE TELL ME TO EAT PEANUTS OR TOFU)
can i be your superwoman? :)
