Tomorrow will be our contest for the English month. Honestly, there are no chances of us winning this thing. We barely practiced even though we practiced last Saturday, which by the way was a total waste of time because majority of us did . . . whoops, wait for it . . . NOTHING. We haven't ran through the whole show with everyone. Well maybe they're doing it now because at this moment they're having their last practice but I didn't attend. So basically, we'll have no idea of what's the flow tomorrow. Congratulations to whoever will win, who is surely not us. Wow. I'm so pessimistic, that's a first. But seriously, I still can't believe we lost last August's competition. We worked our butt off. I had body pains, body pains that I only get during PE, but noo, we just danced and look. UGH. Tralalalala. Ranting again. I just can't help it, okay? I'm just going to do what I need to do, and that is, to act like someone from the squatters' area. Bah.

Labels: junior, rants