6.15am... had to reach sch tt early for preparation of SYF competition. Y? cosmetics of coz... worst day of the week. Gilters, eye-liner, powder, lipstick, lip-liner, hairwax plus gel... wateva sorts of make-ups. I hate em, but did endure for the best effect of SYF. In fact for tis day, i was so nervous, trembling with fear... ya lack of self-confidence i believed. 8pm plus left sch... 9.12am reach the Kallang Theater. Man, gtta tell u these: 1st thing gt lots of female dancers, nt sure whether gorgous, but honestly I cant c without my glasses... so they r juz those arrogant ppl which looked down on us; male dancers seemed to hav a horde present sumhw... their dance were artistic, like wad the females can do, the effects absolutely unbelievable. 2nd thing is wad? mayb lame, the truth i wanna share is all boys can nva escape frm make-ups in Chinese Dance! Finished the SYF, we headed back to sch. Of coz we dared nt to show our faced (coz of the make-ups!) to our friends. We did run frm the bus down to the staffrm. Yet everything sure has a loophole... my classmate saw me. Juz a glance, thus wun b a prob to 4get. 3.30pm to 6pm... the results were announcing. I pestered my teacher then till 6pm. She called the coach for the prize info. Asked me wad is the medal we gt... Silver, i replied. Yes it is, if onli we were to prac seriously & more time, Gold might b in our hands... Oh well, tis is wad they said, aimed high fall high... No gold but Silver... if YS go, C.o.P... hAhAzz, jkjk....
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