.
I had so much fun getting ready for the event with my sexy bimbos.
The show was so not the bomb, sadly.
The emcees were, uhm, “Booo…!”.
And then the food was, uhm, “Errr..”.
Of course, shaking my booty and grooving and laughing with the gorgeous girlfriends that I miss very much, was all I was looking forward to that night.
Spending time with them in anyway, is just priceless.
And as usual, we love the cameras, just as much as it obviously loves us.
P.S. I was so self-conscious that night. Hahaha.











When I was packing my bag that was in the conference room for safe-keeping.
I received another
birthday surprise.
I really thought I was going to get sabo-ed when I was told to sit on the chair.
I was so
paranoid, hahaha.
Instead, the ones in the room sang to me a birthday song, and I was again so very touched.
There pasted behind the screen was a laminated birthday card of me.
And Zhi gave me a personal birthday gift/card.
It’s so bimbotic, exactly what I love.
Yes, I became emotional again at home when I read it.
Thank you all.
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Friday, 28th November.I left class during second break because
Closing Bash was on that very night.

And I found out I was going to be
Taufik Batisah’s back-up dancer.
I was more afraid than excited.
I was afraid I couldn’t get the steps that I were to learn on that day, which was true enough.
I think I let many down.
I disappointed many, because they had the faith in me, but I did badly.
I disappoint my own self.
I thought I could do it.
I became so stressed out.
My mind was all over the place.
I was panic most of the time.
And tears kept streaming down despite trying to hold them back.
And I lost the will to speak.
I’m sorry all, for letting you down.
On the other hand, I
thank all who gave me the support, the help, the push, the time, and most importantly the opportunity.
I appreciate that you believed in me.
Thank you so very much.Saturday, 29th November.
I still felt what I felt the day before.
The scene kept playing back in my head.
I was haunted by it.
I had a confidence breakdown.
But slowly time passed, and I was able to chat with people online in a more human tone.
Thanks Dale for chatting with me like no one’s business.
Thanks Hakim, for chatting with me, telling me I did fine(I still think not), and taking my mind off it, and staying through the night till morning chatting with me bout things.
Sunday,30th November.Despite having slept at only 5am that morning, I woke up at 11am.
I feel tired, still.
I’m still having my confidence breakdown.
I’m still shutting up most of the time.
I can chat and type, but speaking verbally, seems hard for me.
I even told Mum to do me a favour and buy me my prepaid top-up card.
All because I didn’t want to leave the house.
Zzzz.
The Sunday was boring, and empty.
All because Internet Connection was lost.
So yeah, I will not get to use the Internet when I’m at home.
All the way through the coming week.
Tsk.
Alright.
This post is darn long enough.
Whatever.