AWAY ON SUNTANNING TRIP:
31st Oct (Friday) - 2nd Nov (Sunday)

Sms me if you miss me! ;)

I am everything you want
I am everything you need
I am everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
I say all the right things
At exactly the right time
But I mean nothing to you and I don't know why
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Here's to the playboys,
And to the girls who string boys
Like beads on their pretty necklaces.
You are loved- and you're above that.
Here's to the plastic people
With pretty faces and forced, perfect smiles
Like people at a masquerade.
You have nothing to prove- just accept yourself.
Here's to the people who dream
About living the life and owning big houses,
Of the perfect match, and beautiful children.
You will be loved- don't give up.
Here's to the people who messed up,
Who can't sleep at night because they cry
And think that no one can understand.
Be strong- you are beautiful.
Here's to the lonely,
The I-have-friends-but-they-don't-understand people,
With broken hearts and sadness that no one shares.
Pray for a best friend- but in the mean time, be one.
Here's to the needy,
The people who give hopeful smiles,
And can't livetalkeatbreathe without a lover.
You don't need anyone- just breathe.
Here's to the beautiful people,
The stars that only show up when it's dark,
The ones who just want somebody to love.
I hear you,
I hear you.

The Pain of Looking Beautiful on Stage.


During dance today, we did pointe work for like more than an hour. I didn't bring my pointe shoes, so I had to wear Jade/Sophia's and they were too small for me. I nearly died in those shoes! My feet hurt like crap now and I think all the IP2 dancers are gonna wear slippers tomorrow.

Pointe work = Blisters = Pain pain pain.

I freaking thought my toenails were gonna drop off and make a bloody mess, and my heels were sore and red 1 minute into pointe work. An hour later, I was ready to trade doing pointe work for doing the elbow stretch (left leg to the left, right to the right, as low as you can, elbows on the floor) for like 15 minutes if I could get out of the pointe shoes. I thought I felt my toes dying and toenails dropping off so I didn't want to make Jade/Sophia's shoe any more bloody. :/

Therefore, I have garnered even greater respect for those imbah ballet dancers. As if stretching and endless pirouettes + jetes aren't bad enough seriously. I don't know how we're gonna get through preparing for a performance en pointe.

When I took the shoes off I realised that all my toes were some gross shade of purple (like Barney's) and I couldn't feel my big toes. Scared me half to death, but at least there wasn't any blood. :)

Note to self:
1. Cut toenails before dance
2. Bring own pointe shoes or perish
3. FGS stop obsessing over him

Heal my heart and make it clean,
Open up my eyes to the things unseen.
Show me how to love like You have loved me.
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DANCING by Elisa
Performed by Lacey and Kameron.



WD is dancing to this music for Open Day. We will so rock it! In the meantime, this has got to be one of my favourite performances ever! I watched it over and over and over again. I know it's abit outdated, but I mean, not everyone has seen it before.



Qiulin's Vid! An original, most definitely. Done by the one and only RENJEAN. Haha, unglam unglam! We love you, Qiu!

Today, Merv came over and entertained my mum. Haha, he helped pack some competition papers for her while I surfed facebook/neopets etc. Then we played Monopoly Disney. My brother won us by a landslide and the game just got more and more quiet. :( Poor us. I wasn't too bad, but later in the game, both my brother and I were so happy when we could give Merv money. Haha. He was mean to me in the beginning of the game, but I am NICE and I helped him in the end. :D

This week was a happy week.
I love happy weeks. (:

Seventeen Super Stylin'!
Ah, I'm finally blogging about Seventeen Superstylin'. It was awesome, you guys! Cara and I went there, hoping that we'd be chosen as finalists for the Seventeen-GAP spread in December, but we didn't. Instead, we became the Miss Fasio(s) 2008! :D

So we got there really early and all, but we went to use the washroom, and when we came out, we were like, whoa. The queue was really really longg. While waiting to get in, we felt quite awkward. Everyone there was really long, skinny, tall and fashionable. I mean, I did expect that, but come on, no losers? ):

Before:


We looked pretty awesome to begin with, hello. ;)

So we went up to the Fasio booth to get makeup done. The makeup artists there were really weet and all. They gave we Fuschia lipstick! Which is the love, btw. Never dared to try it, but it really brought out spunk. Awesome stuff.
After Cara left, the makeup artists were saying (in chinese) how Jap Cara looks. They didn't believe that she was Singaporean. I just smiled.


Cara and I had some hairstyling done! We had it done nearing the end of the event, so they had alot of extra stuff they didn't know what to do with, so Cara and I grabbed them up. :)
Loook! Cara goes from bald to super volume! We are so gonna get curlers. I love ze hair!

After!

When we left the place to use the washroom, we got one huge shock. The makeup was totally plastered onto our faces, much like...well, plaster. We took this picture in remembrance. It was here that I bet with Cara that she'd be Ms Fasio. The Fasio people kept asking me for our registration numbers! I was like, yes yes, 181 and 182. We both lost and won at the same time anyway.
We were both crowned Ms Fasio 2008! :D
(Cara did all the work.) We went up the runway to have our pictures taken and won Fasio makeup. Plus, the Fasio lady took down our contact. She says we'll have a photoshoot, but I don't dare to hope too much. :/


I took pictures with Sasha Gonzales, main editor of Seventeen, and her co-writers from the magazine. ♥ They said that they were honored to be asked. I can't imagine why, I was the one who felt honored.




Pictures with our awesome hairstylists. They really do magic with hair, plus, they were so sweet and everything. The guy is Jack, I bet he likes Cara. (Haha.) Anyway, he took down our numbers, and hopefully (fingers crossed) he'll ask us to be his models for something.

A picture with Nixem, the Runway Director. Did I mention that he looks good in his magic heels? Better than me. Poot.

Anyway, Summarissa ruled the runway today. Going out my Summer is crazy fun! Love you love you long, long time girl. ♥

/edit!
When we went up to take the pictures with Nixem,
(From Cara's blog: )
Nixem: "are you two the models too?"
Us: "uh..."
Jack: (headbutts in) "no no no don't steal them they're MY models!"
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So Nixem took down our contacts too, and this photographer guy asked us (really seriously) if we had portfolios. :D :D :D :D :D ohmani'msohappyi'mneverforgettingthisdayever!

Quoting Cara, "it was, hands down, the best Summarissa outing ever. We were never much of a Fab Four, but the truth of the matter is: Summarissa WILL always be."

Happy post today. :D

Happy Sixteenth Birthday Huixian! Yup, this is a birthday post. You're an amazing friend, and thank you for putting up with all my weird stuff all through my life. Come to think of it, yeah, I have known you all my life, almost. Don't let anyone tell you that you're not good enough or pretty enough or skinny enough, because you are so so loved by your friends, and especially by God. Keep growing strong and beautiful, and remember God in all that you do. Love you deep deep!

Amanda, Shona and I surprised Huixian today. :D So rewind to Sunday. Amanda and I went up to Huixian's mum to ask her if we could take her out for dinner on the 8th. She said yes, and we had it all planned. At 5pm, Huixian's mum told her to go bathe. Huixian was like, why? Where are we going? And her mum just said "Don't know." Haha, so enter Amanda, Shona and I. We went into her house with balloons and a cupcake with a candle while she was bathing. When she came out, we surprised her. (A whole new meaning to the word surprised.) Haha.

She stared at us for like, a second before screaming one loud high-pitched scream. It was priceless, really. We couldn't stop laughing! Surprising people is fun. :D So then we went to Jack's Place to have dinner and then we wandered around for awhile.

So change the scene back to NJ. We got back most of our papers, and I really have to thank God for helping me through this. It's a pure miracle I ended up with an A for both maths, seriously. I even got like 69.6% for MA2104. I was so elated I very definitely squealed, which, as you all know, I really hardly do. :D So yeah, I'm definitely happy with my marks. As for physics, bio, MA2104, MA2103, but B+ for geog and a very decent C (with sparkles) for Chinese. C for Chinese right! That works. I was just a little disappointed for my bio, which I hoped to get A+ for, but oh well. I'm thankful for what I got, and I promised that I would give all glory to God, sooo yeah. It's all His providence anyway, definitely couldn't have done it on my own.

So yes. Happy post.
Oh come on, it isn't that rare really.

Wow, Idk. Exams just flew past and I'm starting to realise that I don't have to study anymore til... oh yeah. I still do. Higher Chinese... Awesome. So tomorrow we're getting back our first paper! LA. We are going to school for a grand total of 50 minutes of lesson. I know it's taboo to say this, but it's such a waste of time. :/ Hopefully I get to go out after it.
This weekend was really disappointing for me. I had plans, but I had to cancel. And it was such a bummer. Went to Ikea Tampines, circled Pasir Ris, talked about OCS/army with Julian, Germ and Julia and just, well, did nothing.

Nothing nothing nothing.

And I can't help but not regret, yet I sort-of do, or don't. And I don't know what's going on now. I can't help but think and think and think. It's like, I don't even know what I'm thinking about. Cara tells me I'm PMSing, but I've never stopped thinking. And I have so many questions, but I will not ask them. I'm supposed to wait until I won't be affected if you get a girlfriend, but I don't know when that day will come.
My posts are just really vague, as always, and everyone will wander who I'm talking about. Sometimes, maybe, you're wrong, but sometimes you're right.
Crap, look at me. I'm talking to myself now aren't I? I'm freaking myself out. I'm a little delusional at night. But I'm not thinking about this. I'm really not. This is just going into my diary and hopefully it will just flow through my system.

It's just that I know it won't, okay.
I need serious therapy.