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Friday, September 4, 2009

School totally rocked today!
Other than the fact that I was just this close to being late for the first time.
Amazing right? I was not late at all for almost the whole year now.
WOW.

So the first lesson was LA.
Today was my turn to do the poem recital.
My poem, "One-Inch Tall", is so cute.
Unfortunately, someone read the same thing and she read it before me.
I was like," WHAT?!?!"
Luckily, she read... I shall not comment.
I almost decided to read another poem but "One-Inch Tall" was still my favourite.
So Zhiyan was the first one to tell me that she did not read as well and I could of course do better.
WAHAHA.
Emily's turn and I start to get real nervous.
REAL nervous.
Zephania forgot her first aid skills on how to treat hyperventilation.
Tsk tsk tsk.
Then -BOOM-, my turn.
I think I heard Mrs. Ang say," My LA rep...why are you so nervous?"
Or maybe I was hallucinating.
So I forgot to introduce the wonderful author of the poem, Shel Silverstein, and just recite the poem.
Well,at least it's over. (:

I can't believe I am such an idiot.
I can't believe I could have gotten full marks for Malay.
I can't believe I wrote the date instead of the day.
Date as in Arabic numbers and day as in Monday, Tuesday, etc, written in Malay.
What is wrong with it?
Technically, it's still correct.
It still means I actually understood what they were asking in the questions right?
If I were you, Mr. Big Guy, I would have took one of those kid-dy stamp and chope a big "EXCELLENT" on my paper.
You have you idea how something so small can ruin my day, dear Mr. Big Guy, no idea at all.
I SHOULD have gotten full marks for my very first Malay test.

After Malay lesson, the (in my opinion) noisiest and naughtiest class came up with this great idea to greet the other teachers in Malay.
WAHAHAHA.

So we greeted Miss Ngau in Malay and she amazingly just smiled and let us sit down!
I thought she was very strict with the greeting part.
Anyway, she's really cute this days.


Wonder why they didn't greet xielaoshi in Malay?
Must be because she looks quite angry as she stomped into class.
It's all because of another one of those non eco-friendly travel declaration forms.
Honestly, why do they have to waste so many pieces of paper when most of them are NIL replies.
Did you forget something? H1N1, a.k.a. SWINE FLU.
Halfway through the lesson, we went for phototaking, followed by end of lesson. (:

We also greeted the ACC teacher in Malay.
She asked if we were Chinese, in one of those China slang.
Then she proceeded on to lesson which some people just don't care about.
I honestly think that Chinese Opera is really amuzing and interesting,especially when she demostrates them, but the part when she drone on and on about the history is boring.
So I decided to perform my wonderful magic trick, "THE KNOT".
WAHAHA.
Their reactions were (in order): amuzed, puzzled, frustration, give up.
WAHAHAHA.
I am a genius. (:

After school, there was this written science test.
MISS TAN WAS OH-SO-CUTE.
She actually told us to pause halfway in the test and to HIDE THE PAPER UNDER THE DESK.
Then few minutes later she was almost begging the people outside really loudly for them to go away as they are taking the test some other day.
It was hilarious and really entertaining though I was supposed to concentrate on my test.
:D

Met Miss Tan at the library. (The one that taught us before Term 3.)
She also so cute.
I wanted to ask her if the answer that I put in the science written test was correct, but she insisted that she was very bad in biology and did not let me say anything about the question. So cute. (:
So we move on to talking about lots of random things, like hot and cold taps and TANs.
She said there was only three science teacher in the lower secondary with the surname 'Tan'.
Apparently, we got all three of them.
WAHAHA.
She still so nice and cute. (:

I can't believe I'm ever going to say this.
I love my teachers.
Most of them at least. (:

Went for softball and did the usual, plus phototaking.
I seriously suspect that guy was drunk.
HELLO???
He was drinking XO wine straight from te bottle, right in front of everyone.
And also eating that dirty sandwich that he left on the table.
But he's a perfect multi-tasker.
Gardener, badminton teacher, photographer,... all in one day.
I saw him mowing the grass once and pulling out the weeds almost everyday.
In fact, he was pulling out some weeds as we decided on what to do for the candid shots.
Who knows what else he can do?
I left without changing back to my school shoes and skirt 'cause I was rushing.
More specifically, my mum was the one in a hurry.
Must have looked like a total fool when Xinyu and Ouyuan shouted at me from the bus stop.

WOW.
This post is long.
I took one hour to type it.
Congrats if you read till here.
*Applause*
Happy holidays. (:

10:00:00 PM