For the past few days I've been feeling so fed-up with life.
It started with coming to terms with how I can't do Econs to save my life despite doing one damned essay a day and swallowing scores of case studies with the opportunity cost of 3 other subjects. I felt downright dumb, and was trying to cover parts of my script during consultation so Ms Heng wouldn't point out how grossly superfluous or incoherent my answers were. I happened to think subsidy was a euphemism for direct provision.
And SATs, were of course, quite badly done. I blame it on my insatiable expectations and blatant lack of ability, but really, I did try.

Today, the ExCo lightened my mood considerably.
At 12.05pm Ying Ting called when we were all in the oasis waiting for Panse to come, to tell me that Panse tripped and fell in the parade square. After various exclaimations, all 5 of us got up and raced to the atrium and saw her sitting there claiming to have sprained her back. We were all anxious, Jer was working her magic with muscle and bone and Shi was about to pull me to call a teacher when YING TING AND PANSE BURST OUT LAUGHING. They claimed it was a surprise >.<
omg we felt super embarassed and didn't want to return to the oasis. hahaha but ohwell, celebrated Tim's, Panse's and Ying Ting's birthdays with a cheapo pot of nutella with a candle stuck in the middle before bringing out the actual cake.
I love you plenty many ExCo! (: Even though I feel so detached from dance now, I will remember how nice it was knowing that 8 other people were always there for you.