We are not teenagers but we are teenangels. Teenagers means we grow then we aged. Sad right? But teen angels mean that we are in our teens and we are angels too. At this age, we are easily hurt because i get easily hurt. There fore i assumed other teenangels are the same. Actually i don’t get easily hurt, but become more sensitive. I’m not a weak hearted girl even though i look weak physically. I’m strong. Anyway, i forgot what was i going to say. OK, got it now. Erm.. because we get hurt easily especially girls, we usually will feel the sad feeling more than the happy feeling. But then through reading, i can control my feelings much better. I found this sentence while going through my mails, it wrote " don’t frown because it is over, but smile because it happened ," and guess what, it had really lighten up my day. So we as teenangels, should be like an angel. Be an angel to ourselves, be an angle to other people. Be happy because angels are always happy no matter what happens. I am happy. we are happy. Then the whole world will be happy and peaceful like it was once before. World Peace : )
two more weeks before the speech day. two more weeks before OBS. two more weeks before the women’s game.all crammed in a single weekend and its driving me mad. MAD!!!! argh.. dress hunting day has overed. my feet hurts. i saw a white dress. nice. but… well i bought it. kinda regreting it now. sad. too exposed i guess. not my kind, but i like the dress. i really do. eeww.. i think there will be dress hunting II on friday.then on the big day, OMG, i’ll be shaking. shaking on the stage.legs wobbling. very ugly scene. it’s playing in my head at this minute. having butterbirds flying in my tummy. trying not to think bout it.trying…. i’m trying…. i need to do some thing. help me!!! help me!!!! i think i need to sniff my toy. it is like a drug to me. my druggie… come to me….come..come.. going to genting was a disappoinment but it was fun though. clouds went through my lungs, very cool.
My speech.. is ready to be read. Yay!!! With just using an hour or two, my sis and I manage to create our masterpiece. Rating for this speech is about 8 out of 10. Not bad because we wrote it without the help of our parents. But i hate writing speeches. It reminds me of school. Imagine school during the school holidays. Unbelieveble. Right now i will go for dress hunting. But i maybe too lazy to go shopping. I want my bed more than a dress or a new outfit. I wonder will i tremble badly before i can read out the speech. Its not a nice thing to imagine. It’s terrible. What if i fall before i reached the stage? What if i talked too soft? Recently i have been practising on voice strenght. I practise it by talking to my toys, for example " Greetings people. This is your god. I am your god. Now bow to me. Hahahaha," then come my sister who spoils every thing. She always spoils my mood and ruin what ever i intend to do. Bad!!! Bad!!! Hate her. Blek : P
