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I WANT TO STOMP AROUND THE WORLD!!!!!! wo my god. hahaha. seriously. that'll be the bestest job ever. if bestest does not mean anything, then, bestestestest! THE SHOW WAS AWESOMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. most brilliant show ever after thomson big band. i dunno if it's a manchester thing but the response from the audience made it even more cooler. cos the stompers clapped rhythms for us to follow and we did an excellent job. at the end of the show, we were still clapping and one of em came out and made hand gestures asking us to go home. lol. and then he started clapping beats again so we followed again. then he snapped his fingers and stomped his foot, then we snapped our fingers and stomped our feet. did this repeatedly for a few times until he slowly stomped his way out of sight. haha. it was mega cool how they added humour in the show. one guy always gets bullied by the others. and then they'll always challenge each other and do crazy stuff. one black guy did somersaults and backflips. gerek. haha. and then and then and then. after the show, three guy STOMPers went to the same tram station as us like they're normal people. haha. i noe they are but they're my heroes. they're like. captain planets. haha. so yes. aunty minah darlinglingling asked for a picture for mua. MELTS. the guy on my right's major nice and friendly and cool and *dies*. haha. aunty minah told him i was a percussionist and he went like. ouh great! cool! and i was there just smiling and trying my best not to fall. gave up all the coolness in me and let the geek rule. u can see it in my face. adbipweuabgeuipaghtpiweghapi. gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh. rawk on la stomp!! rawk on!!!! lol.
12:08 AM sister's here. waited for zoooo long at the airport. but not nearly as long as i took. haha. but it was all good. =))
9:29 AM sister landing in enlgand in 2 hours' time. woooohooooo. ALOHA!!!!
anyhoo.... agenda for the next, last, 3 weeks in england/europe.
29/1- STOMP!! WOOOOOOOO. dush dush tak dush dush tak. weeeee and if kakak's not tired enough, i'll drag her to manchester or stockport. her choice.
30/1- swimming at JJB and if kakak's not tired i'll drag her out to manchester or stockport. her choice still. muahaha.
31/1- OFF TO LONDON WITH KAKAK. big ben, buckingham palace, london eye, HELLO AGAIN.
AND AND AND. ME AND KAKAK ARE GONNA CAMWHORE AT KING'S CROSS STATION AT PLATFORM 9 AND 3/4.
1/2- tea party with the queen, shop with her money and then borrow her helicopter and go back to macclesfield. =)
2/2- zeyd, mange and mo coming round. go for a walk and then a countryside meal. aunty say one. harhar
3/2- more walks and more meals. =)))
4/2- bring kakak into town and shop shop shop and then go to Arighi Bianchi for a meal with Aunty minaahhhh..
5/2- shop till i drop at manchester. primark, AFFLECK'S PALACE, paperchase. wonderland.
off to PARIS on the 7th. paris je ta'ime. oui!
eiffel tower, moulin rouge, disneyland. BONJOUR!
9th Feb set off on a train journey to Venice. overnight. 12 hours. pass by GERMANY and ladida.
10th ITALY. OLA!!!!. orchestra concert at venice concert hall. i am so excited i can die right now. lol.
13th Feb take the train towards paris again to say our last goodbyes.
stay there for 2 days, and then back to manchester on the 15th
16th, hello singapore. =)
and life goes back to normal
xox\m/xox
2:46 PM
4:12 PM
freakshow..
gagaga...
ok i'm done. and ehk. diana. when u uploaded pictures did they go like, no face detected? 90 percent of the pictures i uploaded came up with that. i feel like an alien! -_-
11:13 AM & it feels like i never left.
singapore was love though.
got in the country feeling like shit.
flight in singapore was delayed for a bit. and then transit at dubai wanted to compete.
got in the second flight alright but i was staring into space and didnt realise that after abt half an hour, the plane was still stationary. then the pilot made an announcement informing us about how there were technical difficulties and that they were going to serve breakfast in the meantime. while we were eating they said that we had to transfer to a different plane. while we were disembarking, they told us to have a seat because there was a sick passenger who needed to be attended to. while we were waiting they told us that we could disembark then. while we were disembarking for the second time they told us to move to the left hand side of the plane becuase the medics needed to come through. and after 3 hours, we were on the other plane, safely in the air, technical problems no more. i'm not complaining, i'm just telling my story!
i sat on the aisle seat and had to get up for my seatmates about 20 times so that they could go to the toilet. the plane landed and i braced myself for the bloody manchester immigration officers. it was about 2 hours after everyone else got their passports chopped when i got out in one piece with only a month's entry passage.(without counting the hour i had already waited for in the queue) they had interrogated me for what felt like hundreds of years. questions after questions. they wanted to break into my bag. i told em i lost my keys. honest. so they didnt break in. thank god cos that would have brought up more questions. "why have you got school books and marked worksheets when u havent been in school, love?" cos i'm rather enthusiastic? hmmm.
walked out to my aunt who had been at the airport for prolly more than 5 hrs. i know she got there way way earlier than when my flight landed. must have thought they had killed me or sth. i'm grateful i've got great loved ones because i would have broken down if i came out to a disgruntled adult asking what the bloody hell took me so long. love you aunty minah =)
well, she had been interrogated outside as well it turned out. but we got home alright. i should have landed in manchester at ard 11 in the morning and reached home in the early afternoon on that day but instead, it was close to 9 i think when we were finally home. which equates to me travelling for more than 24 hours. nasty.
sod it all.
maths exam the very next day. evidently no one was listening when i screamed give me a break.
met mark near the roundabout. we ran towards each other like we'd parted for 10 years. hahaha. but i stopped midway cos i thought we were gonna seriously injure ourselves if i ran half as fast as he did. lol. he cut his hair! and he got himself a new coat from topman that made him look like a nazi general. hahah. met other maths people outside the hall. they were all nervous wrecks and i was still shaking from jet lag. my seat was right in front. had a huge clock in front of me but i screwed time up. took my own sweet time for the questions. hey. i thought i had 8 hours more than the rest of the kids. bla. it was parallex error ok. 15 mins more though, not 8 hrs. i only just turned to the last page when the invigilator said stop. lost abt 13 marks. prolly wont get an A. something to cheer me up there. awesome. mr robbinson (headmaster) had heard from aunty minah about my airport extravaganza and told me to hang in there. haha. so sweet. and then went to the common room with mark to meet hana and helen called me into her office to tell me to hang in there as well. so i guessed the whole world knew. lol. went back home, watched hairspray with hana and then studied for psychology which was the next day.
psychology went well. and then met sean and kyle. they said literature was hell without me. awww. lol. u can tell when i get tired of writing. i speed up stuff like this. haha. stopping soon. everyone's gone to bed and Lala's staring at me. that yellow tellytubby. studied for english the best that i could while sean and kyle insulted each other's mums. (it's their hobby) haha. english went as crap as maths. i rushed everything and didnt use much of what we had learnt for the past 4 months. bleh. for the next few days, i stayed at home and watched hairspray over and over again. and i learnt the moves to zac efron's ladies' choice and also fell in love with the ladies' choice, zac efron. hahaa. anyway. my point of posting this time is to say that....... i've stopped school. once i let this out i can focus on the wonderful things i've been doing and will be doing for the rest of my stay here. it's disappointing and depressing but yeah. mum, aunty minah and i have decided that we've had enough from the british commission. and even if they grant me a visa, i've got to go back to singapore and get it. and even then, there's no knowing how long they're gonna take to put the visa in my passport so god knows how long i'll miss school. it's all a bad idea like it had always been so. the end. and it frustrates me to think all this while i could have been in singapore, with a secured education but i chose this path instead. still. no regrets. i've learnt things and i've met people i'll never forget.and i've lived with aunty and hana. (deliberately missed the minah there. *Chuckles* inside joke) it's been the best. tythy's been the best.
had my last exam, english literature, the week after. it didnt go as bad as i thought it would have. haha. cos everyone else had read the book twice and i only read it once. also, they had memorised millions of quotes and i only had 3 to 4 in mind. :S but i crapped through it and came out of the gym alive! haha. and then went to the 6th form common room to give miss gannon a letter from aunty minah. told her it was my last day and she got so upset. lol. gave her a hug and said bye but she still went on about how she cldnt understand why they wldnt just give me a visa. and that it was their lost. not mine. awwwwww. they're the best!! i waited for a bit in the common room to say bye to everyone.. and then went home and started dancing again. hahaaa. dancing makes me forget things. lol. aunty minah told me that both miss gannon and mr robbinson called her on that day. miss gannon went on abt the same thing and according to hana, the same thing to her in school as well. lol. mr robbinson was angry and disappointed for me. gaaaaah. they're too nice. on my way home mr jones (the teacher i've got a poking affair with. haha) shouted my name out of his classroom window. lol. told him i screwed up the maths exam. i let them down! =((. and then he went like. i was told by what's-her-name.. i was like. um... miss gannon?? hahaa. funny guy. news spreads fast in that school! said bye to him. sob sob. shld have given him one last poke. ANYWAY.now i'm saying bye to you. pictures and more news soon.
TATA.
love
-dyna
6:11 PM
12:08 AM sister's here. waited for zoooo long at the airport. but not nearly as long as i took. haha. but it was all good. =))
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ELIJAH
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.
that's Elijah Wood that is. haha. i recall singing him birthday songs for more than 50 times in secondary school. lol. those were the days. hahaha. anyway. i enquired online about the course fees and whatnots for raffles school of psychology. i then got a call at 5.50 in the morning england time. i answered the phone with a croak. haha. and there was this guy on the other end mumbling on about how he's from raffles school of psychology ladidadida. and then i went like. HEH?!. hahaha. it was a funny phone call. i was croaking my whole way through but i got the information i wanted. and i think that's where i'm going when i come back. =)
my dream last night was zuper mega cool. lol. at first, me and phoebe from f.r.i.e.n.d.s were answering to a police officer. errrrrr. haha. she did something wrong and then at the end of the whole investigation the police officer addressed phoebe as dayana. she nodded and smiled but was about to laugh. i started laughing. do u get it? she framed me but in a f.r.i.e.n.d-ly way. lol.... gagagag. u have to watch my dreams! zzzzz. lol. and then i heard someone telling aragorn that an army was coming. saruman sent 10,000 uruk hais. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. and then and then the uruk hais came and legolas and gimli were fighting them while fighting each other as usual. and then and then. i saw merry and pippin fortifying emselves. but for some peculiar reason, merry ran off with a sword in his hand but pippin had a laptop instead. harharhahrahr. and yeah. that's pretty much what i remembered of the saga. hahah.
went for a meal at bay leaf's after exams with mark, nelly, jade, megan, hana and imie. sean was supposed to be there but he wasnt. no idea why. but imie told us that he accidentally glued his face to the wall. we believed it for 10 minutes. HAHA. well it's possible for a guy who broke his tooth in kick boxing and had to get braces. lol. the meal was nice. hana's dish was too spicy for her so we swapped. mark tried some and he teared. haha. guess what? it's barely as hot as my mum's mee goreng. so yes. when mark goes to singapore, i'll make sure he eats food from my mother's shop and gets used to it! haha.
and then there were the never ending walks aunty minah takes me and hana for. lol. we walked non stop for about three hours plus, met anne halfway through, walked some more and went for dinner at the viceroy's. yay. haha. it was funnn.
hana's bday went great and i'm very happy for her and proud to be her stylist. of course i had to buat pek el (how to spell sia?!? lol) and not go to her bday dinner cos i was all depressed and moody about school et cetra. tsk tsk tsk . but me and aunty minah gave her a surprise at midnight. she came in the living room and we had candles lit up and balloons on the floor and a banner on the wall plus a birthday candle on ben and jerry's phish food. lol. and her presents were on the table and i kicked balloons at her while she tried to come in the living room. lol. that was nice =) and NOT because i was in charge okeh.... on her birthday itself, we went for a meal with her dad, grandma and grandad. we being me her and aunty minah. the three musketeers. lol. the meal was cool. her grandma and grandad are funny people. ouh. her dad as well. he microwaved his colleague's handphone when the colleague wasnt around cos he got fed up of the ringtone (crazy frog) hahaha. the phone stopped working. LOL. i'll try that on the next irritating mobile phone i come across. haha. prolly mine. kwang kwang. her grandma and grandad have been to south africa on an african airlines. her grandma told us about their flight and it was hilarious. the air stewardess was giving the usual safety precaution instructions but in a different way. she said things like..., ' in case of emergency, the oxygen masks will appear in front of you. after you've stopped screaming, put them on.' haha! and...' the emergency exits are at the front middle and back. those sitting nearby, aren't you lucky?' hahahah. ' if you have two children to attend to, choose.' gagaga. i prolly made the last one up but haha. i wanna go on african airline! lol. and then there was the meal at night with 30 of hana's friends that i dreaded, being the anti social idiot that i am. haha. i was allowed to stay at home and be boring. =)). i needed it. i just did. mark came over after the meal and played balloons with me! haha. and then claire came from work so me and mark walked her to the pub the children went to after the meal. haha. but by the time we reached, they've been kicked out. majority were underaged. haha. and we walked home with the whole group. the house was jam packed. amazing. lol. hana and 9 of her girlfriends slept in the living room and i had the room to myself. =) haha. ouh yeah. met sean for the third time since i've been back and he was like. so u're never coming back? i was like. NEVER. hahaa. and then he was like. marry mark!! and mark spent the next 10 minutes going around the house searching for a ring. lol. he didnt find one so yeah. i'm still packing those bags. LOL. anyhoo. i shall go shower now and wake that sister of mine. mwahahah.
STOMP TONIGHT. STOMP TONIGHT! THANK YOU AUNTY MINAH FOR ALWAYS GIVING ME THE BEST CHRISTMAS PRESENTS EVER... heeee.
love and live life like loving living. woah. i made that up and i like the sound of it. lolll.
toodles!
-dyna
illustrations.. in no particular order. oh yeah. and there was the 'good morning macclesfield' photoshoot inspired by the hairspray song 'good morning baltimore.' hana and i had fun on the way to school on my last day. hana sure knows how to get me out early. hahaha.
9:29 AM sister landing in enlgand in 2 hours' time. woooohooooo. ALOHA!!!!
anyhoo.... agenda for the next, last, 3 weeks in england/europe.
29/1- STOMP!! WOOOOOOOO. dush dush tak dush dush tak. weeeee and if kakak's not tired enough, i'll drag her to manchester or stockport. her choice.
30/1- swimming at JJB and if kakak's not tired i'll drag her out to manchester or stockport. her choice still. muahaha.
31/1- OFF TO LONDON WITH KAKAK. big ben, buckingham palace, london eye, HELLO AGAIN.
AND AND AND. ME AND KAKAK ARE GONNA CAMWHORE AT KING'S CROSS STATION AT PLATFORM 9 AND 3/4.
1/2- tea party with the queen, shop with her money and then borrow her helicopter and go back to macclesfield. =)
2/2- zeyd, mange and mo coming round. go for a walk and then a countryside meal. aunty say one. harhar
3/2- more walks and more meals. =)))
4/2- bring kakak into town and shop shop shop and then go to Arighi Bianchi for a meal with Aunty minaahhhh..
5/2- shop till i drop at manchester. primark, AFFLECK'S PALACE, paperchase. wonderland.
off to PARIS on the 7th. paris je ta'ime. oui!
eiffel tower, moulin rouge, disneyland. BONJOUR!
9th Feb set off on a train journey to Venice. overnight. 12 hours. pass by GERMANY and ladida.
10th ITALY. OLA!!!!. orchestra concert at venice concert hall. i am so excited i can die right now. lol.
13th Feb take the train towards paris again to say our last goodbyes.
stay there for 2 days, and then back to manchester on the 15th
16th, hello singapore. =)
and life goes back to normal
xox\m/xox
2:46 PM
i'm sorry. boredom striked again. lol
and no one looks like this cos there werent any matches found. yay. i'm uniquely unique. hahaa. another alternative for a certain other U word. lol. going to PARIS. and VENICE on 7th of feb. ladidadida. we're flying to paris from manchester and then go on a train to italy which will take abt 12 hrs. it's gonna be a sleeper train AND we pass by germany etc. dream come true dyna. dream come true. melts. so i'll be in paris on valentine's day. sweeeet. i cant believe it's true until i'm there. moulin rouge. here i come. nyahahahahha.i've always thought i looked like lalaine. haha. and. i took these pictures specially for the stupid thingy! and yet still majority with no matches. i feel special. =)
that last one is me hungry and about to eat the camera up. hahaha. ok not but i look it dont i? -_-
toodles.
-dyna
4:12 PM
when boredom strikes.
freakshow..
gagaga...
ok i'm done. and ehk. diana. when u uploaded pictures did they go like, no face detected? 90 percent of the pictures i uploaded came up with that. i feel like an alien! -_-
11:13 AM & it feels like i never left.
singapore was love though.
got in the country feeling like shit.
flight in singapore was delayed for a bit. and then transit at dubai wanted to compete.
got in the second flight alright but i was staring into space and didnt realise that after abt half an hour, the plane was still stationary. then the pilot made an announcement informing us about how there were technical difficulties and that they were going to serve breakfast in the meantime. while we were eating they said that we had to transfer to a different plane. while we were disembarking, they told us to have a seat because there was a sick passenger who needed to be attended to. while we were waiting they told us that we could disembark then. while we were disembarking for the second time they told us to move to the left hand side of the plane becuase the medics needed to come through. and after 3 hours, we were on the other plane, safely in the air, technical problems no more. i'm not complaining, i'm just telling my story!
i sat on the aisle seat and had to get up for my seatmates about 20 times so that they could go to the toilet. the plane landed and i braced myself for the bloody manchester immigration officers. it was about 2 hours after everyone else got their passports chopped when i got out in one piece with only a month's entry passage.(without counting the hour i had already waited for in the queue) they had interrogated me for what felt like hundreds of years. questions after questions. they wanted to break into my bag. i told em i lost my keys. honest. so they didnt break in. thank god cos that would have brought up more questions. "why have you got school books and marked worksheets when u havent been in school, love?" cos i'm rather enthusiastic? hmmm.
walked out to my aunt who had been at the airport for prolly more than 5 hrs. i know she got there way way earlier than when my flight landed. must have thought they had killed me or sth. i'm grateful i've got great loved ones because i would have broken down if i came out to a disgruntled adult asking what the bloody hell took me so long. love you aunty minah =)
well, she had been interrogated outside as well it turned out. but we got home alright. i should have landed in manchester at ard 11 in the morning and reached home in the early afternoon on that day but instead, it was close to 9 i think when we were finally home. which equates to me travelling for more than 24 hours. nasty.
sod it all.
maths exam the very next day. evidently no one was listening when i screamed give me a break.
met mark near the roundabout. we ran towards each other like we'd parted for 10 years. hahaha. but i stopped midway cos i thought we were gonna seriously injure ourselves if i ran half as fast as he did. lol. he cut his hair! and he got himself a new coat from topman that made him look like a nazi general. hahah. met other maths people outside the hall. they were all nervous wrecks and i was still shaking from jet lag. my seat was right in front. had a huge clock in front of me but i screwed time up. took my own sweet time for the questions. hey. i thought i had 8 hours more than the rest of the kids. bla. it was parallex error ok. 15 mins more though, not 8 hrs. i only just turned to the last page when the invigilator said stop. lost abt 13 marks. prolly wont get an A. something to cheer me up there. awesome. mr robbinson (headmaster) had heard from aunty minah about my airport extravaganza and told me to hang in there. haha. so sweet. and then went to the common room with mark to meet hana and helen called me into her office to tell me to hang in there as well. so i guessed the whole world knew. lol. went back home, watched hairspray with hana and then studied for psychology which was the next day.
psychology went well. and then met sean and kyle. they said literature was hell without me. awww. lol. u can tell when i get tired of writing. i speed up stuff like this. haha. stopping soon. everyone's gone to bed and Lala's staring at me. that yellow tellytubby. studied for english the best that i could while sean and kyle insulted each other's mums. (it's their hobby) haha. english went as crap as maths. i rushed everything and didnt use much of what we had learnt for the past 4 months. bleh. for the next few days, i stayed at home and watched hairspray over and over again. and i learnt the moves to zac efron's ladies' choice and also fell in love with the ladies' choice, zac efron. hahaa. anyway. my point of posting this time is to say that....... i've stopped school. once i let this out i can focus on the wonderful things i've been doing and will be doing for the rest of my stay here. it's disappointing and depressing but yeah. mum, aunty minah and i have decided that we've had enough from the british commission. and even if they grant me a visa, i've got to go back to singapore and get it. and even then, there's no knowing how long they're gonna take to put the visa in my passport so god knows how long i'll miss school. it's all a bad idea like it had always been so. the end. and it frustrates me to think all this while i could have been in singapore, with a secured education but i chose this path instead. still. no regrets. i've learnt things and i've met people i'll never forget.and i've lived with aunty and hana. (deliberately missed the minah there. *Chuckles* inside joke) it's been the best. tythy's been the best.
had my last exam, english literature, the week after. it didnt go as bad as i thought it would have. haha. cos everyone else had read the book twice and i only read it once. also, they had memorised millions of quotes and i only had 3 to 4 in mind. :S but i crapped through it and came out of the gym alive! haha. and then went to the 6th form common room to give miss gannon a letter from aunty minah. told her it was my last day and she got so upset. lol. gave her a hug and said bye but she still went on about how she cldnt understand why they wldnt just give me a visa. and that it was their lost. not mine. awwwwww. they're the best!! i waited for a bit in the common room to say bye to everyone.. and then went home and started dancing again. hahaaa. dancing makes me forget things. lol. aunty minah told me that both miss gannon and mr robbinson called her on that day. miss gannon went on abt the same thing and according to hana, the same thing to her in school as well. lol. mr robbinson was angry and disappointed for me. gaaaaah. they're too nice. on my way home mr jones (the teacher i've got a poking affair with. haha) shouted my name out of his classroom window. lol. told him i screwed up the maths exam. i let them down! =((. and then he went like. i was told by what's-her-name.. i was like. um... miss gannon?? hahaa. funny guy. news spreads fast in that school! said bye to him. sob sob. shld have given him one last poke. ANYWAY.now i'm saying bye to you. pictures and more news soon.
TATA.
love
-dyna
6:11 PM
Dayana, 19