give me ten reasons why im still alive right now.

from yesterday till next sat when our concert ends, all the dancers are chionging pracs and rehearsals till like 10pm everyday. life damn tough. haha. it's madness. but oh what fun. i love this feeling of putting my all into something meaningful and worthwhile, and nothing's more satisfying than seeing that effort by all of us turn into actual results.

i hope it's worth all that falling asleep during lectures and lessons. mmm.

next up, creative arts camp in june (games!) and inspire (marketing!) in august. im excited! and in between and after that, CTs and promos. wooh go andrea.

i really wanna go cambodia at the end of the year, but well. there're so many things to consider.. so much school stuff to be involved in. life damn interesting.

im blogging because.. im blogging.

i conked out the minute i came home, was so tired. falling asleep on the phone and all that. now im super wide-eyed awake grr! why cant i be tired at the right times. haha.

had retro for about an hour plus today, just doing formations and practising the lift. (grrarh i still dont trust james sorry! always feel like im about to fall any minute. hahaha.) im getting really excited for dance night. it's EIGHTEEN days away (: wooh! and we've got our jacket and shirt on the way. it's so strange, cos i used to complain in secondary school that dance was sucking up my life, but now, i dont mind. more than that, i realise i actually enjoy immersing myself in school life. weird huh. to my juniors, rj's a heck lot of fun, dont let all those stories scare you xD

well after retro today i braved the rain, storm, clouds, floods, super crowded bus stop and buses -gasp for breath- just to meet chris for dinner. and what did he do huh what did he do? fall asleep while waiting for me -.- so i had to stone for quite some more time. hahahaha okay la quite funny. i remember thinking, this dinner'd better be good man. and oh joy, was it good!
we travelled about 2 or 3 bus stops to get to this restaurant called lotus thai express that we missed the other day. the grandfather woke up along the way, and i mean literally. it's once in a lifetime you get a half-asleep adult trailing behind you blabbering gibberish in some strange language (probably a screwed-up version of english) while telling him hurry up and pleease try to walk straight. but he saved my life while crossing the road more than a couple of times aha. am i that accident-prone? sigh. once is enough man.

anyway the dinner was awesome. more than made up for everything, even the fact that i had to pay (FIRST) cos all he had was a few coins. -.- i havent ever tasted better kailan, or sweeter tea! thai tea is like teh bing with lots and lots of sugar and spice. whoa heaven. we ordered white curry too, but the verdict was that it tasted more like tom yam with milk. hahaha. but overall a really authentic meal la. i like!! we must convert more people here next time. mmm. (oh and we saw a really really hot girl ! just a note.)

im still feeling the after effects though. had a little bit of tummy ache just now.. hope it doesnt come back heh. got dance till 8 tmrw so it'd better not!!

haha okay rambling felt good. havent done it in a long time. or have i? shrugs. i sneezed a lot today. someone must be missing me real bad. (:

it's scary how jc makes you realise how small you are. in secondary school there was just this tiny amount of people, and it's divided into four batches, so you really stand out, and there's this relatively stronger sense of identity, i guess.

but in rj everything is so big, there're so many more people, and it's only divided into two batches. i fade/get sucked into the background so easily it's kinda scary. day after day i see people like me, people like me, me like people, me like people; conformity is such a norm (haha celebrate the pun).

then again i dont know if i wanna settle for what i've got right now. i have more of some, and they have more of others i guess. no point being all upset about it, that's that. but the world out there is big and big, and i cant help but feel stuck sometimes. then again sometimes it's nice to be stuck, and comfortable. oh gosh andrea what are you rambling about.

ah. i feel lost. in both senses of the word. dont know where i am, and that i've lost myself along the way somewhere.