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Tuesday, July 29, 2008
NE Show
Blah! This NE show isn't very fun. We arrived in the school hall at 12.30, as we were told. But we were held back to 3! When we FINALLY depart from school, we were all heaving sighs of relief. It felt so good to stretch our legs! When we found out we were going to have McDonalds for dinner, we were thrilled! But who knew, the dinner ws given out at 1..... We had to sit for about 45 minutes again when we reached the MRT station. How unpleasant!
When we reached the entrance of the stadium, where we had to queue and wait for our goodie bags and a loaf of bread, we were disappointed to find out that the show had already started. It was cramped in the stadium. Terrible! One-quarter of my bread dropped on the floor when we started moving again. The goodie bag was ugly and easily torn as it was made out of cardboard...Too bad it was only a dress-rehearsal or we would have see Hardy Mirza(however the name is spelt). The MCs weren't all that serious at all.
Everything was smooth. But tell you what, when you go to the toilet, you'll get the shock of your life! The toilet was of course, mobile. It was so hard to flush! I didn't even know how to on the sink! But at least a few drips of water came out from the tap.
The fireworks were gorgeous. You could hear everybody gasping in amazement if you had been there. The MRT was cramped like sardines in a tin. The weird thing was, the MRT stopped at every station even though the MRT was all to us. It stopped but the door never opened.
So, our food was terrible from what I've written so far. The only good thing was the fireworks. Our trip back (for me) was fun too. Class Clown Jordan made us laugh. We (Danielle, Rachel and I) showed him some pictures and asked him to mimic them. Of course we were roaring with laughter! How funny he was! So, it wasn't all that bad, you see. You can spice up something horrible into something good.

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