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Thursday, April 16, 2009'♥

YES! our very FIRST GOLD!

i am so proud of it.

i still recalled yesterday.
i was still having this bloody fever at school early in the morning and totally skipped the very last dance practice the day before. i was thinking, "Gosh, i am still very worried, i might slip and fell like the last time i did and caused my ankle loose. HOW CAN I SKIP!" most importantly, the instructor will be fuming mad as i recalled the UCC day where choonlling had hyperventilation, she still made her dance. furthermore, it was the day before SYF. it will just cause harm to my juniors, as they will be the ones getting blasted.

the moment i reached school, my vision was loop-sided, i was having giddy spells. i ate this 2 orange coloured pills and slept at the hall steps. in fact i didn't had a good rest, partly the floor was hard, and while in my drowsy state, my fellow dance teammates trying to warm up. hearing 5,6,7, go, 1 ,2 ,3 ,4.. well those are the counts for the basic warm up we are suppose to do. what gave me strength was thanks to wonderful debbie's pear fruits. it managed to cool down my body temperature and i was overjoyed after as my temperature dropped from 38.3 to 37.4..

as my energy slowly regenrated i joined my dancers to warm up. it was tiring, almost breathless. classes having pe at the side saw us like jump from one end to the other like some mad kangarooes. after that tedious warm up, we went up to the dance room, started make up, tied up our hair, change into our costumes and headed towards the battlefield.

at the venue, everyone stared at us, perhaps our costumes looked the most unique while others are colourful, matured on the stage, while ours? like some japan's high school costume. haha! the atmosphere is getting tense as we moved from holding area 4 to the balcony at the backstage. everyone was so tensed up. super tense.

as we were stationed at the side of the main battlefield awaits for our turn to shine, there were 2 teams in front of us. there was this clown group and latin group. JM.C was like, we musn't be like that, no energy, not on time, no straight line, etc etc.. while on the latin group, i still recall their prop hit me hard as the rubber band bounces back.
then it was our turn, everyone had that smile. the voices were loud. and we were happy about our performance. on my way back, i couldn't recall whether did i did a certain move? as i didn't have any vivid recalls i did the moves. mdm chow said, the first 2 dances made me want to sleep, until the last part the rubber contracts and made "piang" sound. then followed by our loud voices which woke her up.

but sadly to say, my fever relapse, causing me to paralyse on bed since morning till afternoon 5pm. my phone was vibrating. my head was like a 10tonnes rock which i couldn't carry up. my eyes were under like some traps that i couldn't open up my eyes. my weak hand reached towards the source of the vibration, and peeked at the name, JM.C, i was thinking, "why would she call me?" i said in a weak voice, "hello?" she was practically screamming into my ear but words were a little unclear maybe because my phone was having a poor reception. i heard "We GOT GO" in my mind, huh GO? then i added 2 more letters LD, GOLD! i was like "oh GOLD." JM.C screamed, "are you crying?" my answer was, "i have no strength to cry" i could hear screams and cries at the background, perharps i should have said, there is no atmosphere to make me cry.

in conclusion, i am still proud of my dance team. our efforts didn't gone waste

lastly, i am sorry that i scared some of my friends, like rujun, wenzi and geraldine and my english teacher miss tan. i suddenly couldn't breathe after english period which was after school. resulted having hyperventilation. rujun was funny with her facial expression, her shock. while wenzi was like aiyo aiyo, miss tan said, this is why i don't want to have a child. thanks! and many more who concerned.

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