The rest is still Unwritten.
Moi.

Lavinia Chloe Chong. Dance = my life. Love, is blindly affectionate. Cheers.

Them.

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Wednesday, September 23, 2009, 2:01 PM
Raya.




Friday, September 18, 2009, 2:40 AM
Dreeeeemaaaa

So.
End of trials today, heading for full head-on study for 2 wks, till Pmr.
Plus.

CAST PARTY HAS BEEN COMBINED.
Fame and West Side Story.
Guess what?
It's on the 2nd of Oct.

BEFORE EFFIN PMR.
And needless to say, I can't go.

Well, am quite stressed for Pmr, I really wanna score those straight As.

Oh yea.
SELAMAT HARI RAYA!
in advance...
:)
*Btw, this year's puasa season is so short.*

Gosh I'm super tired. Never ever study after 3 hrs of ballet. Will result to muscle cramps and backaches.

So I found out some good and bad stuff today, bout ppls, glad to know that not ALL rumours I heard were true.

..Tsk tsk, some people are just lovee overexaggerating.

Plus, I realized for a fact, long ago, that I am VERY straight-forward, and I really hate fake people.
Prob why some people think I'm a bitch?
I just have real low bullshit tolerance. You may wanna like, not get on my nerves too often.

Oh yea...
I was at lunch with Shah N., ShuAnne, Andrea and Ash, when Vaarun came by.

*Something something*
Then for some reason I was like, "Pft, dumbshit."
Then he was like, (Okay he is sarcastically smart and political)"Oh, I'm dumb?"

Here comes a silly comeback. By yours truly :
"Well, at least I'm physically smart!"

Yea yea whatever. I meant like, fit.
Vaarun's a flabby and fair boobface.
So hello. Yea.

ShuAnne, Shah and Ash didn't let me live it down for the most part =_=.

PLus, I found out that Miso Soup is the Japanese soup I've been drinking all this while.
Eh, not ay crazy fan of Japanese ok.

Basically, all that happened today..
Yest was just, ballet the whole night, school in the morn and noon.
During ballet, my heart was beating too fast that I had to actually stop to calm it down. Sigh.

Like just now, p.s, its 3 am, my dog started scratching on my room door. The whole door practically rocked and I almost had a heart attack okay.
Had I known it was my dog...tsktsk.

Anyways, I'm falling asleep here. Too tired.
G'nite.

Off and out,
-L




Monday, September 14, 2009, 8:44 PM
Trials :S

Trials today.
Bm P1 and P2.
Ugh.

Anyways, besides that, today's the day where I learnt that boys, are indeed, out of their minds.
Apparently, they have fun hurting their pain receptors.

Exhibit A : Adrian Ong and Wen-Xin.

These two, couldn't stop flicking each other with those THICK white, long rubber bands.
I could feel the mesmerizing pain.
When I say painful, I mean, PAINFUL.

Well whatever. The Dynamic Duo also hit each other's balls. Fascinating, to be FORCED to watch this as all these actions were right in front of my seat.

..

Fun though, when they aimed at Philip Ling (who didn't even get shot btw).
He tried acting V tough in front of Manda Khoo.
Okay I'm being a bitch now, sorry.
That guy just petrifies me.

Wtv.

And as usual, Adrian was all sickkk. Ugh, yuck.

So basically. That's it.
Only thing that actually made my day.

Gtg now. Science :S

Off and out,

-L




Saturday, September 12, 2009, 9:05 PM
Commoner.

Hello.
Yes, so I broke my "thing" about updating only after Pmr.
Whatever. I feel like blogging.

Yesterday, was one of the worst days I've ever had.
The bad stuff just kept coming on and on. But it got better by midnight.
Yes, thank you Ting. N Fays. N uh, Mit.
:)

Anyways, Pmr's in 25 more days I think. Technically, 2 wks, minus trials next wk.
Ho my eff.
I know I'm still super unprepared for this, but studying is really not my forte.
Despite knowing the fact that I gotta study, I can't help going online :(
And my stupid husband, youtube, is luring me everyday.
.

Plus, Dr. Rizal really was right, when he said that there will be breakdowns and all that jazz as Pmr draws nearer.
Cause really, I don't remember a year in my life where everything was so screwed up.
Maybe there was a year like that but. Yea.

Oh, I just found out that I can like pop. Yesterday at 1 a.m.
Pop like "non-assets" pop.
V cool.

And cookie jar's a great song to dance to btw. By Gym Class Heroes.
Will will will choreograph shiz to that after pmr.
Sigh. I miss dancing. It's been forever.
And yea yea some of you may go like, "what a show-off/hello, why's this bitch so obsessed with dancing?"

But like Martin Luther King said, "I have a dream".
Well, dancing is mine.
It's my sole talent.
So fck off if you gotta prob with that.
>:)

Right now, I'm in an isosceles. I'm standing at the tip of it.
And no matter which path I choose to walk on, it'll only lead to those two.
Sucks.

When life gives you lemons, you take it and suck on it, feeling all the sourness within.
Cause when you have to face the reality, and the darker side of life, you just have to.
Not all roses are red, and not all diamonds are real.
And not all hearts are made of gold.
They may be, but it's only coated with gold.
The inside still remains as black as coal.

-Dedicated to those fakers out there.

This one's dedicated to - :

You're the seed.
The one which is planted into the ground, to sprout happiness for others.
You long for that one fruit to see you, to understand you, to appreciate you.
You also hide your feelings, by staying in the soil, refusing to crack open your coat.
And though you gaze upon that fruit everyday and realize that it's impossible for you to ever reach up there,
You feel like you just can't move from where you were positioned in.
But you simply forgot to realize that,
The ground in which you're planted in, is staying compact to uphold you, so that your tree will not crumble.

And that ground, is actually in fact, the one who thanks you for being in it's life.


Okay, so I got inspired to write.
I wuz referring to some peoples up there.

Well, better crack open my Geo book now.
I ain't no Siew May (smartest in form) anyways.

Off and out,

-LavCC




Monday, July 13, 2009, 12:04 PM
PeeEmARE.

Okay so I haven't updated in like two weeks.
Anyways, won't be updating for the next three urm.. months?
Till after PMR.

So here's a list of what I've been/going to be up to :

1) Had ballet concert yesterday at Civic Center. (My "Ahem" came chuntedly the night before.)
2) Saw Tara Thean backstage and was like, "Eh is that Tara? I thought she was in 
    America/London?" But yeah, realized she was performing too..
3) Grace Cheng and Auriel were also performing.
4) Had thick thick THICK make-up caked on my face ( by me eheh:) ). Rachel and Mistika were 
     so experimental with my glitter brush.
5) Took home Amelia's shorts by accident (Sorry!)
6) Addicted to Peggle. I DO still think it's a stupid game but it's addictive no doubt.
7) Cold war with .... For ay good reason.
8) DRILL PAPERS.
9) Stressed, causing pimples to appear on my face.
10) Realized that paperballs work. On Brian Cheng KaSheng.
11) Have a performance with the 4 A's on the 26th July at 1U. Have less than a week to prepare.       HAH.
12) Haze like gila banyak.
13) Gonna push hard for PMR.
14) Gonna. Hopefully. Get 7 Straight As.
15) Gonna party after PMR. Like AYLOT. Payback for constrains.
16) Gonna get to know Fruits.
17) Gonna go out. Alot hopefully. With A. Thanks to the other A. :)

Okay that's all.

See you in 3 mths.

-L




Thursday, July 2, 2009, 10:30 AM
If.

If she or any of her friends who are also my friends, happen to read this, and feel like I'm talking bout her,

Talk to me. But I'm not going to tell ANYONE, who I'm talking about. 
I'll only tell her if she comes to me.

But then again, this or the last post, isn't a bitch post.
I am not bitching about her.
I'm just saying.

I know better than to bitch about her.

Sorry if you think I'm ridic. 
I'm just clarifying the obvious.
Am I jealous?
Not at all.

Fate's pulling me somewhere. 
I don't know where to go now but I'm sure  whatever happens is for a reason. 
And I'll just follow that "whatever".

-L




10:17 AM
Ls.

Why do most of the girls I know, starting with the letter L, like the same people as I do?
It's such an annoying coincidence. 3 Ls so far. 

Especially since now, it's her. That one L , is the reason of him treating me like shit.

I mean no doubt it isn't her fault. But she always wins. 
She insists. Does not give in.
And this time, yet again, she will win.

So again, I'll give up. I'm giving in.
For the 3rd time.
So many experiences with facing this coincidence with her. Drives me up the wall.
But I still control. She deserves it anyways.

I don't call her a bitch. Not at all. Unlike some people.
Cause it isn't her fault she gets them.
But it's always her fault, when they get heart-broken by her.
But maybe, just maybe, it'll work this time.
Hope she gets everything she wants.

Why am I so nice? 

-L