Thursday:
Mr Leong come tell me stay back 4 parade practice, that means got only 1 day to practice...zzz
then at class my mind not focused, i swearing in my mind...
swearing that i gonna mesh him to pieces...
of cos i dont hav the heart to do this...(too tired to brother abt it)
so aft sch, practice time... with most of pupils there from my class(:
but then practice kept making mistakes, then cher say my drill nids polishing...
nvm...
nxt, brushing up our drills...
turban guy come insult our drills...
he tink his drills so gd. to me, its the opposite
marching with his oversized tummy, looked ugly...
kinda like laughing at him...):
then his commands very unclear say i dense...
i bear the lecturing... w8, w8, till nxt time...
ok, end of day...
Friday:
zzz...parade day...
i messed up the event...
i tink u all noe why...(if dont noe, ask me)
the tour very nice, except with my stuffy uni...
ok gtg write next time... bye
