Meant.
♥Saturday, April 10, 2010.
I'm utterly disgusted by the looks of my ankle. Its double the size of the other + extremely horrible bruise. I think my blood flows and clots too easily or something.
And to put it straightforwardly, I didn't get into the team.
But I don't actually want to say anything here. If I'm comfortable with you, I'll tell you.
Went for Huang Cheng. I liked it. (: Especially the last story. The second one, I'm sorry, got me disagreeing slightly. The first one was not bad too, but parts of it was slightly contradictory (to me.) And since I'm no qualified theater critique, I think I'm in no position to er..critic it. But those are just how I felt.
I'm sorry, Wai Yee, that outburst was a little sudden.
No matter how much I prepared myself beforehand, when the news actually hits, I just can't control myself. And doesn't help that she made it sound like she was really sorry about it, when I feel like just telling her, cut the crap, do I look like I don't know?
Ahh. I'm in a mess now. Shall sleep early and wake up early to do work. WORK HARD FOR As FOR As! :D So cute right.
SMILE!
|| At 10:47 PM, Jocelyn thought so.♥ ||