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just an update.
Thursday, April 29, 2010 01:03:00
it's something i shouldn't be thinking about right now

but the past is biting me in the rear

and I can't say it's an overall satisfying experience.

But on a higher note, MY CHOREO WAS COMPLETED TODAY.
Concert is next week... I'm nervous as HELL. Still so much left to be done.
My days are blurring into each other. I can barely tell if i eat or sleep enough anymore. I don't think I have time to worry about that to be honest. I'm trying to juggle work, and to not kill my ankle further. I need to take the damn ankle guard of by Sat. I need to dance. There is a lot to be done at 12.48 in the morning.

I need music.
And I need to find the strength to keep holding on.
I don't know.

CC time. :( kill me.

On a side note:

Happy Birthday Miss Valerie Choo. <3