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It was once so perfect.

Friday, October 8, 2010
another vetting tomorrow.
i don't know why i don't look forward to it.
i've that feeling that the new choreo, timing, clean-up would slip-off my mind once i woke up.
brain, please don't evereverever forget what i've absorbed the entire day.
my performance is dependent on you, pleaaaase :(
as each day passed, i witnessed one by one breaking down due to the pressure we have been constantly giving to ourselves.
our super-duper-awesomely nice choreographers always feel alright even if we didn't perform up to their standards.
all we would see is their strong fronts, we'll never know how bad they could feel during our absences.
sometimes i really feel very useless, like incapable of helping them to cope with the team.
i understand some things are just beyond my reach.
but if they are sensible, they should be conscious with their doings and these would probably make things flow smoother.
i'm hoping for a change.
i don't care if it's a temporary change, as long as our choreographers are back to their normal selves.
not a good day for me and the rest either.
for me, it was kinda horrible.
firstly, a staple pierced into the flesh of my toe, while i was dancing in the complex.
thank goodness, it doesn't bleed.
secondly, a raw blister was further exposed due to the friction with the ground.
i can really see my flesh, like omg it's so disgusting.
poor toe, sorry for letting you to suffer so much.
i just need another 12 more days and the pain would minimized.