takemeaway
/ ►Sunday, February 7, 2010 @ 9:37 PM
I've been feeling frustrated for the past few days.. Or maybe, weeks? I seriously hate my weeks, okay. They're so packed until they can't be packed anymore. So many people agree that my schedule's horribly GG-fied.. Ah. What's to be done?

Anyway. Anglican's repertoire for Riva is scary, okay. Plus, they're way ahead of us in terms of preparation. Practices almost every day (I think), rooming lists all finalized, payments all done. I know the last 2 points have nothing to do with the rate of progress in terms of songs, but it shows that they're much more organized and that we're way behind them. So, let's buck up okay, choir? We've gotta show them that we're much better and that we can do better than them! Let's not let ourselves and Mr Kwei down. Imagine if after all the effort we put in, we go there and we get a Silver? How's that gonna look like, especially with the huge subsidies given to us by the school?

I just wanna say that I'm sick and tired of experiencing all sorts of petty conflicts within the committee. I don't mean any offence to anyone, really. All I'm saying is that I just hope that we can reach a compromise and at least put all differences aside and just work towards achieving an award during the Italy trip.. If the committee can't even be exemplary, I don't know what we're supposed to be anymore. I can't wait to step down in April; I'm sick and tired, really. Plain sick and tired, period.

I keep feeling so pent up OMG I can't stand it!!!!!! I feel so lost and like, as if I've lost my balance or something. I DON'T KNOW; I'm at a loss. My feelings are always in a turmoil and I've been feeling like crying a lot for the past few days, I just haven't let the tears out yet. Or rather, I can't afford to let them out for fear that my parents will ask. I hate to cry myself to sleep, I always so look so screwed up the next morning. So I've no choice but to bottle my feelings up and wait for a suitable avenue to let them all out without anyone knowing/suspecting anything. Perhaps I'll just wait for a huge scolding to come my way so that I can cry out of anger, and then I can let the rest of the tears out. Oh well. What am I doing, blogging about when to cry. OMG I'm so lameeee.

Ugh whatever. Tomorrow's back to the fray again. I'm so gonna die okay.

Bye.