Reach school @ 8:10 am, was stopped by our dear, faithful security guard. She scanned my forehead for exactly 3 times, and still couldn't detect my temperature and the thermometer reveled as L degree Celsius. Then as time goes by, more and more were confined at the quarantine area like me, and then I requested for the other thermometer and she claimed she had only one.... T_T I then have a feeling of being treated pathetically in other countries.

A tissue reached my hand, wipe your forehead. 36.5 degrees...... Gosh, faint. That tissue took me 6 min to clear the area and enter the school main compound...

Normal gather routine so on and so for and then we reached marina platform at about 9++.. It was pretty hot there as well. Just think of how we rehearsed there, facing the glazing hot sun, and the risk of slipping down the slippery ground the rain had left for us. Anyway all thanks to both of our noble instructors Andrew and Eden down there, how they patiently speak to us, and their guidance of our new learned moves. That's when where mostly everybody that was giving instructions were all tense up. Just hope everyone will achieve a euphoric state by next week full time.

Lunch and is the time that I "kill africans", I met my downfall component, the potatoes( those that caused me to miss my camp) which I will never touch it again. The few of us seated right at the back which the view of the platform was really captivating, and to our right that's where the merlion fountain the water there. From there we also talked about some delicacies where we drooled over it, like describing the exact process of how is the food cooked under what circumstances. There came the Mr Bean bandung flavour? The few of them tasted and commented nice while I just sticked to the original as I like rose but do not like rose with milk(bandung).....

Same as the week before, we returned to the F1 pit and have our costumes put on... Fast forward sit down, rest, take props. That's was when the ice cream journey came in.. There's ice creams for us initially but was left at the marina platform. Without knowing, majority went and take the ice creams located just outside the old chang kee area, which weibin initiated to collect our own batch of ice cream back to replenish for what they have took. We went to the platform by taking some shortcuts with 4 people, and returned with 6 men, while they initially concluded 510 ice cream became to 600 ice creams. Also, among the ice creams there were dry ice, which I saw it rawly for the first time, and imagine how to create the wedding smoke by just pouring a cup of water into the box... After that we went to serve ourselves with 4 servings of the respective soya beans drink. It acted as a cooling body agent, and felt refresh in the hot lethargic afternoon.

Dinner then came by, and as usual, I took weibin 2 drumlets and finish everything in order to plead him to eat meat. We talked about SuSu about how was her life in myanmar before she came to Singapore. We then shifted the topic into the classroom and I actually found out that the chairman of the class can actually cane those defiant students. That shows that how those in charges in myanmar about how discipline they can be as they need to execute such things that normally parents will do in Singapore only. We then go for makeup which I can compliment that those make-up artist were really up to the professional standard and see the real term of professionalism. Meanwhile it reminds me of my K2 graduation night 9 years ago, which the makeup completely caused me a phobia towards make up, especially they insisted I put on a lipstick.

Performance started, where the DPM himself was here today personally to inspect the parade, and we began on our performances, which I have to get myself used to it, the slippery scarf I received everytime. Then everything came as normal till until the finale, where we were doing our normal dances, and there was a minor drizzle. I told myself then that gosh, will it stop or deteriorate and it actually downpour!!! After all, the feeling was great standing under the big rain and performed, where many of us get high and participate even more passionately. There came the national anthem finale and we waited for some people to clear out, and after which we retreated back to the backstage and waited patiently to squeeze out of the crowd. That's when we waited and started humming the tune somewhere over the rainbow and eldewis. Then the sending us home scheldue was severely delayed due to unforeseen circumstances and man-made mistakes.

Homed and slept at 12:50am. Tired....

Reach school @ 8:10 am, was stopped by our dear, faithful security guard. She scanned my forehead for exactly 3 times, and still couldn't detect my temperature and the thermometer reveled as L degree Celsius. Then as time goes by, more and more were confined at the quarantine area like me, and then I requested for the other thermometer and she claimed she had only one.... T_T I then have a feeling of being treated pathetically in other countries.

A tissue reached my hand, wipe your forehead. 36.5 degrees...... Gosh, faint. That tissue took me 6 min to clear the area and enter the school main compound...

Normal gather routine so on and so for and then we reached marina platform at about 9++.. It was pretty hot there as well. Just think of how we rehearsed there, facing the glazing hot sun, and the risk of slipping down the slippery ground the rain had left for us. Anyway all thanks to both of our noble instructors Andrew and Eden down there, how they patiently speak to us, and their guidance of our new learned moves. That's when where mostly everybody that was giving instructions were all tense up. Just hope everyone will achieve a euphoric state by next week full time.

Lunch and is the time that I "kill africans", I met my downfall component, the potatoes( those that caused me to miss my camp) which I will never touch it again. The few of us seated right at the back which the view of the platform was really captivating, and to our right that's where the merlion fountain the water there. From there we also talked about some delicacies where we drooled over it, like describing the exact process of how is the food cooked under what circumstances. There came the Mr Bean bandung flavour? The few of them tasted and commented nice while I just sticked to the original as I like rose but do not like rose with milk(bandung).....

Same as the week before, we returned to the F1 pit and have our costumes put on... Fast forward sit down, rest, take props. That's was when the ice cream journey came in.. There's ice creams for us initially but was left at the marina platform. Without knowing, majority went and take the ice creams located just outside the old chang kee area, which weibin initiated to collect our own batch of ice cream back to replenish for what they have took. We went to the platform by taking some shortcuts with 4 people, and returned with 6 men, while they initially concluded 510 ice cream became to 600 ice creams. Also, among the ice creams there were dry ice, which I saw it rawly for the first time, and imagine how to create the wedding smoke by just pouring a cup of water into the box... After that we went to serve ourselves with 4 servings of the respective soya beans drink. It acted as a cooling body agent, and felt refresh in the hot lethargic afternoon.

Dinner then came by, and as usual, I took weibin 2 drumlets and finish everything in order to plead him to eat meat. We talked about SuSu about how was her life in myanmar before she came to Singapore. We then shifted the topic into the classroom and I actually found out that the chairman of the class can actually cane those defiant students. That shows that how those in charges in myanmar about how discipline they can be as they need to execute such things that normally parents will do in Singapore only. We then go for makeup which I can compliment that those make-up artist were really up to the professional standard and see the real term of professionalism. Meanwhile it reminds me of my K2 graduation night 9 years ago, which the makeup completely caused me a phobia towards make up, especially they insisted I put on a lipstick.

Performance started, where the DPM himself was here today personally to inspect the parade, and we began on our performances, which I have to get myself used to it, the slippery scarf I received everytime. Then everything came as normal till until the finale, where we were doing our normal dances, and there was a minor drizzle. I told myself then that gosh, will it stop or deteriorate and it actually downpour!!! After all, the feeling was great standing under the big rain and performed, where many of us get high and participate even more passionately. There came the national anthem finale and we waited for some people to clear out, and after which we retreated back to the backstage and waited patiently to squeeze out of the crowd. That's when we waited and started humming the tune somewhere over the rainbow and eldewis. Then the sending us home scheldue was severely delayed due to unforeseen circumstances and man-made mistakes.

Homed and slept at 12:50am. Tired....