I found my body

I FINALLY FOUND MY BODY BACK!!! OH YAY!!! But now I am sort of missing my ghost friends.

Anyway, I suddenly found out that if I don't write something which I want to within that day, I would know be able to write that the next day because I had no inspiration to write that.

Anyway, little homework today so I can use computer.

Fishy got a new blog here! http://rebecca-cherry-coke.blogspot.com/

Here is a nice story, perhaps many have read it before:

A TEENAGER'S VIEW OF HEAVEN
17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. 'I wowed 'em,' he later told his father, Bruce. 'It's a killer. It's the bomb. It's the best thing I ever wrote..' It also was the last.

Brian Moore died May 27, 1997, the day after Memorial Day. He was driving home from a friend's house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck a utility pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted.

The Moores framed a copy of Brian's essay and hung it among the family portraits in the living room. 'I think God used him to make a point. I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it,' Mrs. Moore said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son's vision of life after death. 'I'm happy for Brian. I know he's in heaven. I know I'll see him.'

Brian's Essay: The Room...
In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room.. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read 'Girls I have liked.' I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was.

This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.

A file named 'Friends' was next to one marked 'Friends I have betrayed.' The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird 'Books I Have Read,' 'Lies I Have Told,' 'Comfort I have Given,' 'Jokes I Have Laughed at .' Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: 'Things I've yelled at my brothers.' Others I couldn't laugh at: 'Things I Have Done in My Anger', 'Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents.' I never ceased to be surprised by the contents.

Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.

When I pulled out the file marked 'TV Shows I have watched', I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented.

When I came to a file marked 'Lustful Thoughts,' I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content.

I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!' In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it.

Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh.

And then I saw it.. The title bore 'People I Have Shared the Gospel With.' The handle was brighter than those around it,seemed newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.

And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him.

No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own.

He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.

Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. 'No!' I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was 'No, no,' as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side.

He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, 'It is finished.' I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.

'I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.'-Phil. 4:13 'For God so loved the world that He gave His only son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.' If you feel the same way forward it so the love of Jesus will touch their lives also My 'People I shared the gospel with' file just got bigger, how about yours?

IF THERE IS ONE EMAIL THAT I HAVE READ THAT NEEDS TO GO AROUND THE WORLD, IT IS THIS ONE, FOR THE CHRISTIAN OR NOT! MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL!
You don't have to share this with anybody, no one will know whether you did or not, but what do you feel in your heart?

Nice right?

Another story:

The love story of Ralph and Edna.

Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have…

Ralph and Edna were both patients in a mental hospital. One day while they were walking past the hospital swimming pool Ralph suddenly jumped into the deep end. He sank to the bottom of the pool and stayed there.
Edna promptly jumped in to save him. She swam to the bottom and pulled him out.

When the Head Nurse Director became aware of Edna's heroic act she immediately ordered her to be discharged from the hospital, as she now considered her to be mentally stable.

When she went to tell Edna the news she said, 'Edna, I have good news and bad news. The good news is you're being discharged, since you were able to rationally respond to a crisis by jumping in and saving the life of the person you love. I have concluded that your act displays sound mindedness.
The bad news is, Ralph hung himself in the bathroom with his bathrobe belt right after you saved him. I am so sorry, but he's dead.'

Edna replied, 'He didn't hang himself, I put him there to dry. How soon can I go home?'

HaPpY MeNtAL hEaLtH DaY !

Fiona Killed Me

Fiona had killed me. I am now a spirit. Actually she just seperated my body and spirit. But that was like killing me. Let me start from the begining.

I was in the parade ground reading my story book when Fiona came to me and say she will kill me. I don't take it seriously.

Later on, we went up to the classroom and Mrs Chan wanted us to think up a conversation, the topics are either Food, or Exercise. My group choose food.

The food thing was pretty easy, we discuss and Melissa wrote them on a piece of fullscap, adding in vocabulary phrases and general knowledge where necessary.

Then we have this presentation thingy. Melissa when up to present out work. Angela's group went first, followed by Melissa. Then the skinny Yi Lun when up to present. He have quite a lot of mistakes and we all laugh till out stomach ache. But the winning team was Vanessa's group.

We go through Revision Papers. I got 93/100 for the Math Revision Paper. Then we also went through some English Revision papers.

And we did some listening comprehension too. I got 18/20 for it. That was about 90%. And during the whole time, my stomach was grumbling.

I am simply famished by the time I got down for recess and I bought this plate of Hor Fann. After I eat finish, Fiona was sort of chasing me around the school. What a waste of energy.

Then it was Chinese Period. Nothing much happen, we talked about oral pictures and that is all. And it was when I went down for lunch did the thing happen.

I was eating my ham bread and chatting with MingXuan and fiona suddenly sneaked up behind me and pushed my chair as hard as she could. I suddenly found myself floating and when I came back to my sense, Fiona vanished. So was everyone else.

I suudenly feel a sharp pain. It seems to be coming from the light bulb. I had to float all the way to the toilet and selected this very dark chamber. It was better than. Then using tissue papers, I made myself a 'umbrella' to prevent light from killing me.

I found myself having this ability to made people see me or not. I don't know how to control it yet. Everyone could still see me.

Then later during supplementary we had a hell lots of fun. It was toilet break and the girls are all laughing and playing in the toilet. I sprinkled water at Melissa.

WTH!

Mrs Chan saw and heard all the nonsense and she said that if I don't behave myself she will ask me to go to the boy's toilet in the future.

:P

Back in class, we joke that Stella show her armpit to Chenghao. Then Mrs Chan was chatting with us about armpit hair and all those stuff. Yewk! She said that some girls dislike going to NanYang Girl's because of the uniform. If you lift your arm, everyone would be able to see the forest of hair.

And we went home.

It was drizzling during my way home but the problem is, I can see the rain but cannot feel them.

I knew I had became a spirit but I know I am still not dead. I could heard my heart beating and my blood flowing throughout the body. But I could not find my body. Fiona must have hide it somewhere.

It was at night and I drifted out of the house because I cannot sleep. I don't think spirit sleeps. It was funny feeling to just pass through the door without opening it. I felt this brown colour thing and then I am out of my house.

I went down to my school to began my search. I didn't realise there are so many ghost around there! I made friends with some.

They told me a lot of things. I am going to tell you later. Right now I have to revise my oral for exam tomorrow.

So I met these few ghost friends, Witch, BabyDragon, Ah-Girl and Uncle Benben.

Witch was really a witch. I found out that she founded Singapore, not Stamford Raffles. In fact, Raffles was her son who killed her to get the Island now known as Singapore. Then he made up the whole story of how he found Singapore. Merlion was actually Witch's pet.

BabyDragon is very cute. I heard from other ghosts that his mother had die. I mean the ghost of BabyDragon's mother was exposed to sunlight and died. I felt so sad for him. Isn't BabyDragon cute?

Then it was Ah-Girl. She looks so sad so I told her some jokes to cheer her up. Uncle Benben told me that she was raped and killed by her father. How Cruel!

It seems that Uncle Benben was the only ghost was had a happy life. He was a poor farmer who died of old age.

I learnt some lessons from them:

1. Never go near a litted place. One you get expose to light, you will died from pain, like BabyDragon's mother. I don't want that to happen to me, since I had not found my body yet.
   
2. Ghost could pass through solid objects, like wall. BUT NEVER PASS THROUGH A HUMAN BEING or you will be trapped in the body and could not come out. I don't want to get trapped too.
   
3. Ghost could move things by just concentrating on the object. It is the only way of moving things since ghost cannot touch solid objects. Of course, I am concentrating on my keyboard to do the typing now. It is quite tiring because I had not master it yet.
   
4. Ghost could teleport to some other place by just imagine the place in your head. I try that but I was not so effectice in it because I was imagining the school's clock tower and got teleported too Big Ben! Uncle Benben had to teleport there by imagining the school's clock tower wrongly because he had never seen Big Ben before.
   
5. I also learnt how to make on certain humans to see me. I try that in front of a taxi driver who is driving and he freak out. I had to drift off.

Somehow, I could not remember my name so those ghost called me the 'Lostgirl'. Then they said that if I still can't find my body in four days from now, my body will really die and I will really become a real ghost. Right now I am just a wander ghost.

They also told me that there is this Malay man holding a bomb and some wires whenever they go. He seems frightening from their description. No ghost dares to go near him.

I definitely don't want to meet whoever ghost he is.

Okay, it is now 5am in the morning. One more hour and I had to go for school.

I still don't feel sleepy. Being a spirit is so great sometimes.

I change my Blogskin

YO GUYS! I change my blogskin. I am sort of sick of the black colour blogkin and decided to change to a white one. It was not finish yet, I havenot add in picture for the skin.

It was so funny at the hall today. Stella was forced to sit with Chenghao. Fiona is getting jealous.

Anyway, it is quite okay today, just any mundane day. I am sick and tired of the daily routine, brushed teeth, go to school, lunch, homework. But what else can I do? I am a Primary six student.

Another one month to June Holiday. Then I can finally play and play like mad. AND I COULD GO OVER TO FISHY'S HOUSE!

Mrs Chan scolded me today. She was going through some Math questions and I was bending down to pick up something from the ground when she spotted me and actually thought I was not paying attention.

Then she said that my work is slacking and I better pay attention to her. She said that my newspaper cutting review was too short. I was maligned! There isn't any interesting news to write about!

(Actually she wasn't scolding me. I don't hate her either.)

It was so frustrating. I went to the Nanyang Girls' Website and could not find the results.

Fishy wasn't home yet. It was about one whole hour since I last called her at 1pm. She does not have to stay back today so there must be something weird. I have got two revision papers to do today, Math and English. I guess I could finish them within two hours.

Well, I just realised that Fishy went over to Red-butt Monkey's house. She told me not to call her so early anymore.

By the way, I am only calling her to confirm with her the homework in case I missed any out.

OH CONGRATULATIONS TO STELLA LIANG LIN YING OF PRIMARY 6R IN RPS!!!!!!! SHE GOT INTO THE TOP 30 FOR THE BILINGUAL OLYMPIAD!

She is so pro, right?

Anyway, I hate my mother checking my homework. She sort of make me feel that she don't trust me and I cannot do my work properly.

Here are some nice quotes:

True friends visit us in prosperity only when invited, but in adversity they come without invitation.

We never know the true value of friends. While they live we are too sensitive of their faults; when we have lost them we only see their virtues.

Our critics are our friends, they show us our faults.

Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.

We know our friends by their defects rather than by their merits.

Friendship is precious, not only in the shade, but in the sunshine of life.

We know our friends by their defects rather than by their merits.

We better tolerate imperfect friends. Perfect ones wouldn’t tolerate us.

Adversity does teach who your real friends are.

Only your real friends tell you when your face is dirty.

It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.

Friendship is contagious. Too many of us wait to catch it from others, instead of letting others catch it from us.

Nice right? There are many more here. Got to go!

Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.

Bilingual and Math Olympiad

I am so bored. Mrs Chan gave us long long sermons because some idiots wrote in the journal to her that she giving to much homework and that everyone is reading storybooks under their desk during her lessons.

I was like WTF, we are P6, of course we will get a lot of homework, furthermore, the homework was like so little. And nobody is reading books under their desk.

I suspect the person was Tze Kiat because when Mrs Chan told us about this, she glared at Tze Kiat. Some more Tze kiat kept tearing small bits of papers and throwing it on the floor although Mrs Chan scold him for that. Anyway, I heck care about him.

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Sometimes, I think that Mrs Chan had hired a private yet invisible detective to spy on me. She seems to know exactly what I am doing.

The moment I open my mouth (the words haven't spilt out yet), she will boom, "XingYue! Are you paying attention?" And everyone will stare at me.

This was happening to me since the first day of school. Of course, I am not complaining but as you know, I am the talkative type. I will never survive even one hour without talking.

I wonder why she don't spy on others?

Perhaps Mdm Chng told her about me? Oh yes, she called me wild and naughty too. But too bad, I am in 6R. (Just in case you misunderstood me, I am not angry with her for that and complaining about her. She is a nice teacher.)

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So, did you realize that Cailaoshi, was only in your class on Friday for only one period. Maybe you already know, but anyway, me and ten other pupils went for the Bilingual Olympiad in Nanyang Girls'.

Actually it was ten girls.

Cailaoshi read the letter given to her wrongly and we went there an hour earlier. On the bus, we were like 11 mad people laughing and making fun of each other. The weird thing was, Cailaoshi did not get mad when Stella called her names and instead, she called Stella back.

It was just not like the Cailaoshi Fiona told me about.

As we got there one hour earlier, we tour the whole school. Actually not really the whole school because it was super big. Me and Fishy only tour like 1/10 of it?

We found a small POPULAR store in a corner and went in. I did not bring my POPULAR STUDENT CARD. What a pity! But the things sold there was mainly chinese storybooks and secondary textbooks plus some snacks. I am not buying them.

So after the one hour tour, we register and when into the test room. I sat beside Fishy. We had to take a listening comprehension first and it was super difficult. Actually, the translating part was easy but you will have problem listening to the English words pronounced with an America accent.

And I didn't knew we have to translate 成语 because the information Cailaoshi gave us didn't have 成语s. But overall it is still okay.

The RESULTS ARE COMING OUT TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!! I AM SO EXCITED!!!!

Later after the test, we have this reception where we can eat those delicious food, especially the fish balls. Fishy is so cold-hearted to eat her own kind.

Then they have this School Promotion Talk. Though the uniform is nice and the facilities are okay too, I am still going to put Nanyang Girls' as second Choice. I didn't realize there is a swimming pool there.

Just as we are about to go home, Melissa fill her whole bottle with Ice Lemon Tea and we follow suit. It is free, like those buffet ones. Cailaoshi scolded us LCCS. I don't think anyone cares. We were like mad ones again on bus, especially when we got pass my house.

I sleep super early that day, after memorizing some Math Olympiad problems.

The next day...

I like Hwa Chong. It was soooooo BIG! If I were a boy, I would surely went there. The school occupies the whole lane of the road with a swimming pool and a sport stadium. how nice is that?

Math Olympiad was super hard but I still manage to complete 27/30 questions in 2 hour. It was not so fun there though. We were not allow to tour the school, probably because we might get lose in there?

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Today is the worst day ever! I accidentally scratch my pimple and before I knew it, blood was gushing out if it. I HATE PIMPLES!!!

Other than that, I also got extremely low marks for my Math Revision Papers just because I did not read some questions correctly.

I am going to end this.

My Super Short Hairscut

AND OTHER STUPID EVENTS

I cut my hair and it looks weird. But this is not I am going to talk about, at least not now. What I am going to write about is my LATEST ADDICTION and other events since Friday.

Friday...

If you know me well enough or at least reads my blog every once in a while, you would not that I had CCA on Friday and I totally hates it. (not mentioning the CCA name in case I gets crazy.)

But the SP is great. Fiona play chess with TANGLE! Out of all people. Who ask her to curse me... Retribution. Okay, sorry Fiona.

I was so happy that I had Tuition on Friday. Because of my the tuition, I got to go home early today.

Saturday...

Early in the morning was the CCA practice enough to make you lose your appetite and vomit. Fortunately I didn't eat my breakfast.

This practice almost ruined my whole happy day. And yes, it is obviously beacuse of the stupid, dumb, idiotic £$(^*%# ASSHOLE CONDUCTOR.

I feel so good, finally get to scold him like hell. So glad that he didn't know my blog. but even if he does, I bet he won't understand it beacause his english was like so HORRIBLE!

Poor Kimberly got scolded by him because of some trival matters. To me it is trival. Here is exactly what the asshole said:

比赛要到了你还是这么懒懒散散的! 还敢敢跟我忘记带弹片! you very the "horrigible" one!!! 如果拿不到金牌也是被你们这种人害的lahh!!! 去跟我站在后面把你的中阮举得高高的hor!!!! 像你这种人hor, 真的是讲不听的lehh... Go, go to the back and stand!!!!

And yes, the "horrigible" thing is what he say. His English is horrible. (sorry if you can't read chinese.)

I am addicted to homework. If I don't have any work to do, I would be bored to death.

Oaky, (It is not typo error) now it is time for my hair cut trip part.

The lady who cut my hair was super nice. But Hate it when she cut my super long fringe. THose of you should have seen me in school with the haircut by now so I won't continue the post.

BYE!

Injection - Immunisation

19/3/08

Oh my god!!! MY ARM STILL HURTS LIKE HELL!!!!! I can't lift it up, no even halfway up.

YYYYYYYY

It was school as usual today. Of course. But I went for injection today, for immunisation purpose, to protect us against rubella and measles.

I was so scared today, as I heard that the injection is very painful.

Having the needle to go under your skin and into your raw flesh and then the fluid to flow out from the needle, the immunisation fluid, and being absorb by the flesh. It all happen in a spit second.

I was like wailing about it, my last experience with needles and injections was last year. But it seems so long ago.

At that time, they have they needle into my bloodstream at the tip of my finger to get some blood out for analysis.

It was damn painful at that time, you know, and looking at your own blood in a small bottle, the brownish-red blood, it was like a bit scary.

Okay, so I got my health booklet again, and we went to outside the AVA room, again. I still had to take out my shoes and socks and skirt.

And while we were waiting outside the room for our turn, we were all discussing about it, the pain and all those.

Then it was my turn, we were supposed to check our backbones first. A bit disgusting as we have to take out our shirt, from my experience last year. But this year was different.

Emily was the first girl, the bravest one, to have the needles into the skin and we were encouraging her. COME ON, DON'T CRY! She was sort of somewhere between speechless and embarressed.

If it was me, I guess I would be too.

When she finally had the injection, I wasn't there, I was doing the backbone checkup. First, when you went into the room, or rather the small area with curtains and cloths covering it, the nurse will ask you for your health booklet.

Then I will be giving four colour deficiency plate to test for colour blindness. It is very easy to see the numbers, so it wasn't really a challenge for me.

After that, this nurse ask me, "Are your parents tall?" I was totally shock and taken by surprise. I went for health checkups before and no one ever ask me this sort of questions.

I replied yes. I guess it was because I am too tall for my age.

The nurse then ask me questions and checked my backbones and other parts of the body, and off I went for the screening test.

It was super duper boring waiting there for the test and then sitting there while the nurse check your informations and just asked you two questions or so.

And after the screening test, which I hope will never end thought it is boring, is the horrible part of the checkup.

INJECTION!!!!!

I was exchanging places with some others, letting them go first. But my turn will still come, so I cannot escape the frightening needles that sent chills down my spine.

For a split second, the nurse and the needdles look like a witch holding a knife to chop me down into pieces before putting me into the cauldron full of boiling red liquid.

I walk unwilling to the chair, and close my eyes tight shut, covering my face with my hand. I never knew I was so scared of needles.

Later, the nurse tried to calm me down and assure me that it is just an ant bite feeling. I slowing opened my eyes just as the needle went in.

OUCH!

The feeling is like a cold solid object going into your flesh and there is this numb feeling later on. The nurse gave me this cotton wool for covering my wound and I went for the last of the horrors.

After I threw my cotton wool into the rubbish bin, (not throw up), I went to the chair there. The blue sinister looking chair there.

I sat on it and another chill went down my spine. The nurse gave me a pink liquid, a few drops of that medicine and ask me to swallow.

I played with it in my mouth at first, not sure whether or not it is safe. I mixed it with my saliva, not tasting it, and swallow.

It is bitter, very bitter, I almost want to vomit. Those people there laugh at my funny face.

Then the nurse wipe a cold liquid, the numbing thing, I suppose, on my left arm. And there the needle goes in. OUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAINFUL LIKE CRAZY!

It was like so painful I can't even lift my left arm up high.

And Yun Xi purposely went to hit the painful part! I hate her so much. It doesn't mean that her arm isn't pain and my arm will not be too.

Well, that is the end of the horrors.

LLLLLLLL

After school, I had to stay back for Math Olympics training with the rest who are selected. I badly want to know my results for the RI Math contest but sadly, I lost the participation code. So bad right?

Thankfully Mr Ho help me and he passed the code to Mrs Chan. Got to asked from her tomorrow.

Next post will be about a weekend spent in Jurong Point Shopping Mall. And I would not post that often now, it is a crucial year. My computer period had end and I got to go.

Confession is good for your soul but bad for your reputation.
Procrastination is the thief of time.

Start of Term 2

End of Term 1, start of Term 2.

ZZZZZZZ

I remember that days before the school reopens, I was like can not sleep peacefully. I would wake up in the middle of the night, thinking that I was still left with some homework. It was only after a while did I realise I had actually finished all of it on Wednesday. Then, I would wake up very early thinking that there is school that day.

So I was actually very happy that school finally REOPENS!!!

There was nothing to talk about today, actually, except for the tiring Chinese Orchestra practice until five o'clock. N

And the Health Checkup. I like it. Not because that I could skip lessons. I never like skipping lessons, at least not this important year.

When we arrived outside the AVA room, we were asked to sit down and later, take out our shoes and socks. I hate this part the most because the whole floor was like so dirty from the rain and stain with I-don't-know-what-but-is-very-disgusting things.

I went into the AVA room later on, (I am the last of the girls to go in). I got no idea how come I was so slow. I also got no idea why my hand was so um, well, slow and 'inactive'. I mean I don't write that fast.

I was queueing up in the AVA room, waiting to take the height and weight. Soon it was my turn. My height was 164.6cm! My weight was 41 kg. Almost. I wondered why I wasn't that excited about putting on 3kg, but was so delighted about growing a few centimeters taller.

After the measurings, I went to sit beside Melissa and wait for the nurses to measure our sight. I was so happy about this part. Not the part you have to cover your left eye, then right eye.

At first, my right eye was +0.7, but decreases to +0.56! Then my left decreases from +1.0 to +0.78!

SO HAPPY!!!!! =D

I hope my eyesight doesn't get worse.

Anyway, that is all for today. Here is a quiz from Huien Besttie!

THE HOTTIE TEST!
Okay, get a piece of paper, and number it 1-8 ! Don't look down at the answers
or it won't work!!!!NO CHEATING, NO CHEATING, NO CHEATING, NO CHEATIN'

1. What color are your eyes, BLUE, BROWN, HAZEL, GREEN, GRAY?

2. Do you have long, medium, or short hair ?

3. Is your hair blonde, brown, red, or black?

4. Do you want an outside wedding , or one in a church?

5. Would you rather have a dog, cat, or bird?

6. Do you like red roses, or (highlight ->) white?

7. What's your favorite color out of silver, blue, or yellow?

8. Pick a number (1-10)

*~*~* Now Make 2 wishes*~*~*

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Wishes! Wishes!
Wishes! Wishes!
Wishes! Wishes!
Wishes! Wishes!
W ishes! Wishes!
Wishes! Wishes!
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(the underlined ones are my answer/s)

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~*~* Now the Results *~*~

Eye Color!
green- creative
blue- strong
brown- active
hazel- energetic
gray- quiet

My eye colour was black, or at least it seem like it. So I chose grey. It was obviously not brown. Blue sound quite nice but I am not an ang-moh.

Hair Length!
long- smart, but act wild
medium- Your a CUTIE!!
short- fun to be around

My hair was some where near long and I don't like it. Medium was better, at least better when blow-drying the hair.

Hair Color!
blonde- cutie!~ very fun to be around
brown- crazy~ but people luv ya!
red- funny and out-going
black- energetic

I had to agree I am a bit energetic at times.

Wedding Options!
outside- very romantic!
in a church- traditional

Lol. I don't want to marry but if I did, I definitely won't host it in a church. It gives me an eerie feeling.

Animal!
dog- sporty
cat- sensitive
bird- loud!

I like dog, but I like hamster more.

Rose Color!
red- sensitive and romantic!
white- peaceful, and loving!

White rose looks better but anyway, it is still the same.

Color!
silver- popular~ alot of people love you!
blue- cutie! you are sweet!
yellow- awesome~you are very outgoing!

I like blue!!!!!

Number!
Whatever number you pick is how many times you will fall in love before you
get married.

Lol I pick four. My birthday falls on April what.

ZZZZZZZ

Another quiz, from Fiona's bloggie.

Rules of the game;Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged & list their names. No tag backs!

My 10 weird habits/things ;D
#1] I tend to hummed a tune without myself knowing when very 'into' certain things.
#2] I tend to open the Internet for no reason.
#3] Whenever I read a book, I will be oblivious to the surroundings.
#4] I often drift off to the dream world when doing homework.
#5] I often laugh at events that happens long ago when I remember them.
#6] I had my best ideas and inspiration when, you know what, I was just about to fall asleep.
#7] I often have dreams of me having special powers, like the ability to fly.
#8] I tend to play with things when doing my homework.
#9] I love Math but hate doing Math homework at times.
#10] I love jumping to reach things that are hung on the ceiling.

I of course finished all my homework already or I would not be so free blogging now. You think I got nothing better to do is it?

That is all? BYE!!!!!!!!!!

CA Results

I finally finish all the homework Mrs Chan assigned. Now I am left with the chinese homework.

I was so happy that there isn't holiday supplementary. But if there is, I hope it will be on Wednesday and Friday so I don't have to go for the Chinese Orchestra Practice.

By the way, to WEILIN who tag at the cbox, ADAM KHOO PROGRAMME IS NOT LAME!!! You are the lame and childish one.

The programme let us benifit alot in terms of character and studies and yet you call it boring. You are mad. And so what is I know Megan, does it have anything to do with you?

Anyway, enough of it.

It was such a boring day at home, otehr that homework, there is nothing else I could do.

OK, SO HERE IS MY CA RESULTS. It sucks, I tell you.

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English: 78.5/95
Math: 97/100
Chinese: 68/80
Science: 92/100
HMT: 43/60

I calculated the total. 264/300. I DEPROVED BY 0.9 MARKS!!!!!

What the hell...

Anyway, how is your holiday? Well, tell me about it by leaving a comment below. Just click the comment button.

Adam Khoo Super Kids Programme

This is under the request of one of my besties.

Here is the Adam Khoo Super Kids programme:

DAY 1

I woke up, a bit frightened about the Adam Khoo thing. Actually, it wasn't really the Adam Khoo thing. It was the Chinese Orchestra thing.

Sometimes I wonder how come important things always fall on the same day. We had our first day in Adam Khoo where there will be Introductory and so on.

And just my ill luck that I had to go for Chinese Orchestra practice early in the morning and then after that go to Conference Hall for rehearsal.

I don't want to go. You know what you would do there? You wait for hours there and then go into the performance hall for a few minutes to play the songs and come out.

So we went there just to um... how do I say it in english... okay, just to let those people there arrange the time and all those.

You know those in good classes and joined CO weren't a lot. Just a few only. So does it matter if we go for the rehearsal? And it waste twenty five dollars. Half a day gone.

Anyway, I didn't went for the stupid rehearsal. Well, we went into the AVA room for the programme and the 6L pupils were already there sitting.

We went in and I found a seat beside Fishy. I don't remember who was sitting beside her but anyway, it was to protect Yu Xin from sitting with the irritating Yun Xi who sat beside me in the end.

Why do I say she was irritating? For several reasons. Firstly, I paid money, or rather, my mother paid her hard earn hundred and fifty dollars to let me join the programme and it means one day will be fifty dollars.

And Yun Xi was like talking nonsense and disturbing me the whole time. She said the programme was boring and so on. She also waste her mother's hard earn money just to play with Yu Xin's puzzle and nearly got it confiscated.

Even worst was that she just take my things with asking for permission and then refused to return it to me. I really hate her.

Anyway, the programmes was so fun. Worth the money. At first the first trainer who came in was Danny, with his assistant, De Jun, DJ.

When we were told of his name, we said that there is a boy called Dany in 6R too! And we said he was his brother.

Later, he asked about our class and he said that 6R was protected by 6L and 6U because we were sitting in between the two classes.

It wasn't that funny but some boys laughed. Then he asked us about the Boy Girl Relationship thing.

It was very funny. He asked us if anyone here have girlfriends or boyfriends and everyone, or rather, all the boys pointed at Yu Xiang. Then when asked who are his girlfriends, we pointed at Vanessa and Cheryl.

Vanessa and Cheryl were so embarrassed and they were blushing. OMG....

Then when he asked again, we pointed at Huien and Guoyi. It was so funny. Huien was hiding like mad and Danny said that Guoyi had really GOOD TASTE!!!

Huien still don't admit she is pretty, too humble liao. Furthermore she keep saying she is ugly. No, she is so pretty.

We were divided into two main groups. Banana is the girl's group and Armpit hair is the boy's. Disgusting group name.

Anyway, Danny started talking to us about some stories. He said that there were two types of people in the world.

The first type were like sheeps, no ambitions, no directions, and only knows how to follow others. You know how they killed sheeps?

It was super easy. All you have to do it too shout out BAAAAA, and one by one, the sheep will follow it and walked towards the direction of the killing machines. That is how stupid they were.

The next type of people are like eagles. Do you notice that eagle never travel or fly in flocks? They fly indivdually. this is because, they have ambitions, goals, high self-esteem. They just swooped down and grab their own food and feed to their eaglets.

And you know how the baby eaglets learn to fly? They don't have a tuition teacher to say: Today, we are all going to fly! And now, flap your wings!

No they don't. Instead, they jumped down the cliff where they lived on and tumbled down it. When they reached the bottom, they swooped! And fly up.

This shows that there is always failure before you finally succeeded. It was very meaningful to me.

He also told us that Choices have Consequences. When you choose something, there will be consequence.

It i so true.

You know those Ah Bengs, you may think they are very brave but actually they have very low self-esteem. Whenever they see the police, they will run away. You can't insult them but they can do so to you. I really pity those people.

There is some rules too, and banned words:

1. I don't know
2. I am thinking

We are also not supposed to look at the trainer and smile. the funniest part is when we were like talking about what we are not supposed to call Danny.

Some are, Daddy, Nyny, Dandan, Nanny and a few more which I could not remember.

It was so funny.

Later on, in the afternoon, we split up into groups and AHLAMAT!!! I was in the same group as Guoyi, KengSoon and Guan Xun.

Our group name is JUMPER because Guoyi was like jumping all the way to tell Danny the group name. At first we wanted Perfect 11

We design a flag and HeChen was so fussy about everything. Later we did the cheer, which was just same as the original one someone else created and change it a bit. Finally, we finished and went down for lunch.

After lunch, another trainer AhMin came in. He told us that Danny don't allow us to look at him and smile is because of an incident.

He was dining in and hawker centre when he saw a pretty lady. He look at him and smile and was return with a smile too.

Later, he went forward and asked for her number. He discovered that 'she' was actually a gay!!!

OMG, we were laughing like mad. Then after teaching us some things, another trainer, Freddy, came. He wasn't actually that funny. The only funny story he told was that when he was still a student, a relief teacher called him FARTTY. And than annother called him FATTY.

And then there was this story about one of his friends who likes to fart in the worst place, the lift!

After he farted and came out, he looked at him and asked who farted. So he never dare to go into the same lift with him until one day, when his friend when up and the lift came down. Freddy was just about to step in when this smell came out of the lift.

Lor, it was sooooooooooo FUNNY!!!!!

Then, was all the things about out brain. I wasn't paying attention but then Freddy call me out! Thank goodness I know all the facts... And won my group points!

I went home and 6.30p.m. with my grandmother.

(To Bestie, I will post about DAY2 later because I wanted to watch TV now.)

DAY 2

As usual, I went to school. You know what, I was just about to sit down when Guan Xun rushed in and wanted to sit in the second row.

I ignored him and just sitted there and in the end, he was forced to sit in the first row. YAY! I WON!

I think I was sitting down there for quite a while when we were send up to the classroom because it was going to rain and instead of going back to the classrooms like all other classes, we have to go to the hall to take class photo.

Yes, my class for quite slow in the photos which were supposed to be put into the Gallery of Scholars thing.

Because I was tall, I sat in the first row. And Mrs Chan was telling me to put my legs straight like a girl... =.="'

Okay, straight to the point. We went for the Adam Khoo programme and it was Freddy again. OMG... His lesson were like, um... so boring. All he did was ask us to do this and that and draw mind maps and all those.

Other than that was some competition between the two groups.

I nearly fall asleep if not for the Science Revision I bought. later Amin came. I don't quite remember what happen but I think we were supposed to memorised some words and all those. With numbers too.

I split the twenty words up between me, YuXin and Meng Xue. Later on we learn about like drawing pictures to link two words up.

After that, Danny came and we learn the art of Clapping.

You know who learn faster, the adult or kids. Kids of course. When they were send to nursery or kindergardens, their teacher said one day: Today, we are all going to learn about this thing called the Bana-na.

The kids will all go YAY!!! and cheer and clap and then all the information will go into the long term memory.

Then Primary and Secondary school, they might still cheer like kds. But how about JC pupils? The principal said: Lets Congratulates our schoolmate for coming in first for national competition. They will just clap once or twice and that is all.

Now came the adults, if one day, the PM says that there will be no GST or so whatever, they will only look at each other and say 'Good good...'

So, if there isn't clapping and cheering, how could one be excited?

Anyway, we also so a photo of this very pretty girl who got burn alive but survived. Her face was like, disfigured, greatly...

Danny later told us about our parents, and most of us cried. Including me and Yu Xin. It makes me realised how bad I am to my parents. I felt so guilty.

Some boys, like the chicken nest durian head guy, Siao Nan, was like making fun of us. I really feel like kicking him hard and make him can't give birth.

Later, as usual, I went home. I learnt of lot of thing on that day. However, there are some things like we were supposed to say 'I LOVE YOU' to out parents. So mushy. I mean, I feel so weird.

OH SHIT, I forgot something important...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEGAN!!!!

(Bestie, Day 3 in later, must do homework first.)

DAY 3

It was the last day of Adam Khoo programme. So sad...

You know what, I don't know the reason why the school must have this irritating fire drill exercise today. It waste money and time. Further more I had to go down for two time for the fire drill.

Anyway, skip that. Freddy was asking us to do mind maps but I can't be bothered with it. I was watching Huien Bestie wrestling with a few other boys.

As expected, she lost.

Later on, Danny came in and we were force to do 248 up downs as a punishment for being too noisy.

A few boys went up to direct us and man, they were so stupid. There were about 113 pupils in the programme and everyone only has to do 2 to 3 up downs and the 248 is finish. But they don't seem to understand it.

Later, girls came, Lixin and some others directed us and we finish them in a short while. Rizal had to jump nearly a hundred time as he was not doing the up downs but touching and playing with the projector.

After the punishments, we watch this video called the Miracle Man.

It was about this man who had a plane accident and survived it but his diaphragm was damaged and he need a machine to breathe.

However, he persist and suceed in breathing without the help of the machine. He also learnt to talk because before that, there was something wrong with his vocal.... something and he can't make any sounds.

In addition, he can't swallowed and once while trying to swallow some soup, he was nearly choke to death. But in the end, he learnt to do so.

He even walked out of the hospital on his own feet on his own without any one's help. It was so touching.

We then listen to this nice song called "If We Hold On Together" before going for dinner. As usual, Yun Xi was complaining about how yucky the food taste.

After dinner, we went up to the hall for the closing ceremony. It was like, um, lots of people were crying. We could go up to stage and say things like I LOVE YOU to our parents and lots of people were moved and cried.

Huien too... She didn't know that her dad was there and went up to the stage. She cried a lot. Later, when I told her bout that, she felt very awkward.

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I benifit a lot from this programme. If I have the chance to go again, I would surely go. And those in average classes, YOU MUST GO TOOO!!!

Coming March Holiday

Hi there my blog readers!

The past three days I was attending the Adam Khoo session and thus I have no time to post anything about CAs or the programme itself.

So now here it is, the March Holiday Post Sneek PEAK! I will definitely write about my CA results, the Adam Khoo programme (extreme long), Lollipop and Candy stories, a super boring post on holiday homework and of course my usual Holiday life posts everyday.

Anyway, I have got finish almost half of all the homework and I wanted to finish all of them by this weekend. Except for the newspaper cutting, one everyday, which is 9 cuttings together. The MAGICAL NINE...

Anyway, I am doing my e-learning now. I have to do English, Math, Chinese and Science assignments. Luckily I had finish the Chinese ones.

I also finish one composition. Mind you, I have two to write. One about drugs and another on missing wallet. The one about drugs is a essay writing composition, if I am not wrong. But I don't know the details.

Here is the Composition anyway:

Draft 1

I look at the big shelf display of sport shoes, commenting on how nice they were. I was shopping with my best friend, Jenny, at the Jurong Point Shopping Mall. Suddenly, my eyes caught sight of a particular white sport shoes with sky blue stripes and the events of an embarrassing incident that happened two years ago came flooding into my mind.

“ Hey Mum! My sport shoes had spoilt during the Sports Day last week,” I told my mother, looking sadly at my favourite pair of white and blue sport shoes. “Could I buy a new pair? Pretty please?” I looked up at my mother with the expression of a pitiful kitten, expecting a ‘Yes’ from her.

“All right, you can,” she agreed after a short while of hesitation. Laughing at my cute expression, she handed me a fifty-dollar note which I put into my wallet.

A wave of cold air brush onto my hot and flustered face as I joined the hustle and bustle of the gargantuan shopping mall later on. It was cooling and refreshing compared to the sultry air outside. I skipped towards the nearest footwear in high spirits and started browsing for a pair of sport shoes that would replace the one that had spoilt enthusiastically.

However, I had visited almost three footwear store but none of the sport shoes there suit my taste. Just as I was going to give up the search, I spotted a nicely decorated shop nearby.

I elbowed my way through the throngs of avid shoppers and arrived at the entrance of the shop. I feasted my eyes on the mammoth billboard with a pair of sport shoes that looked exactly like my favourite one. I squealed in delight as my gaze fell on the words printed on billboard. ‘Specially Designed Sport Shoes by Famous Designers at twenty dollars. While Stocks Last!’ it read in big bold letters.

I darted through all the plain shoes shelves and sprinted towards an eye-catching shelf with all the specially designed shoes. I pored over all the beautiful shoes. I could resist no longer. My chubby hands grabbed the white and blue shoes which I had yearned for.

I approached a friendly looking assistant who help me find the shoes of right size for me and with the shoe box in my hand, I dashed towards the long queue of customers. I tapped my foot impatiently as images of me flaunting off my sport shoes in school flashed in my mind.

It was finally my turn and I placed the shoebox on the counter as I searched my pocket for the wallet.

I could not find it.

A chill ran down my spine and my heart skipped a beat. I rummaged my pocket frantically but all I could find was my house keys. I tried my best to swallow the panic that was dancing up and down my throat.

“Can you be quick? The other customers are waiting.” the cashier looked at me without batting an eyelid.

“I… I am… so… sorry, in… a minute…” I murmured so softly that I thought I was the only who could hear my apology.

I could hear angry muttering and frustrated sighs from customers queuing behind me. The cashier tapped her foot impatiently in a way that make me felt so guilty for delaying the other customers. My face was so red that I wished I could dig a hole and hide in there until I found my wallet.

“HEY, JILL!!!” a familiar voice hollered from outside the shop. I turned and saw my brother, Jack, waving my wallet while running as fast as his legs could carry him towards me. “Jill… your… your wallet, you… left… it at… home…” huffing and puffing, he passed me my wallet, trying to catch his breath.

I gave a sigh of immense relief as I gave the unpleasant cashier the fifty-dollar bill and took the thirty dollars change. I thanked my brother profusely as I strolled home with him, carrying the bag of sport shoes I had just bought. What an embarrassment!

“A penny for your thought.” Jenny suddenly nudged me, waking me out of my deep thought.

“Nothing.” I said as we walked over McDonald’s for lunch before continuing our shopping spree.

Well, it was just okay, to me. But there is still lots of area for improvement, what you think? I also finish my Young IT Whiz card. Super Easy.

Anyway, I help Dorothy design her cbox for two of her blog. Go and see and if you think it is super nice, I can design for you too!

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I went for Chinese Orchestra Combine practice today and hell we have to practise in the hall! Mr Teo was mad today. At first he wanted me to sit behind the Cello. I did. I moved with Fiona behind. Okay.

5 mins later, he said: HEY I ASK YOU SIT BESIDE CELLO NOT BEHIND!!! YOU GOT EAR PROBLEM IS IT!!!!!?????

Lol. It is not I had got ear problem. He got memory problem. Mr Teo was scolding everyone. Some even have to stand holding their instrument for a long time as punishment.

I escaped the punishment because I WAS SITTING THERE FOR TWO HOURS WHEN IT WAS MY TURN!!!

Fiona was quite grumpy today.

I memorise the Rubik's Cube Formula! Woohoo!!!

Just in case you are wondering why there was only three post on the blog, it is not because I deleted them, I am not crazy. It is because the whole blog file was so large so I decided to reduce it to 3 posts.

Here is a cute website! http://theglobalbible.com/temp/screenclean.swf. Is your computer clean? Go here then!

Youth Olympics 2010

Did you heard about the good news. Or the best news ever! Singapore won the bid to host the FIRST YOUTH OLYMPICS!

You know our opponent is Moscow, I don't know how to spelt it. Anyway, it is in Russia, the city was don't know how many times much bigger than this pathetic small tiny red dot.

Okay, Singapore is not pathetic, or else we won't won the bid. I remember Singapore got 53 supporters and Russia got 44. Won by 9, yes the magical number 9.

WOOHOO!!!!

Well I am so proud to be living in Singapore and being a Singapore even though I was actually a Martian.

Anyway, I was glad about it. Russia could have easily host the Youth Olympics. It was so big!

I thought of a few reasons why Singapore was selected.

First of all, Singapore is not that chaotic as other countries. At least people are very safe down here compared to other countries.

Secondly, Singapore has very good security and thus there isn't any bomb accidents around here. People don't carry guns around too!

The third reason is that Singapore Airline has good service and is one of the top few good airlines, thus, foreigners would feel safe and would not have to be scared of the plane crashing against somewhere or whatever.

Finally, technology here is very advanced.

Me and Huien were like chatting about this piece of excellent news and were saying that Singapore will earn a lot of money this few years. Then our economy will increase and perhaps by then, Singapore one dollar will be more expensive then the dollars in America.

On that year 2010, the aeroplane ticket prices will increase and everything in Singapore is rise. I am referring to the prices.

The taxi fees, bus and MRT fares and so on.

Then those poor Singaporeans will have to watch the Olympics at home. And then electricity prices will rise.

Anyway, I just wish for holiday on that day.

That is enough.

To read more about Youth Olympics, go here: http://www.xin.sg/special/subindex.php?sr_id=15.

Beware! It is in Chinese!

Do you know I collect lots of things? Stickers, stamps, badges, coins, postcards and many more. If you can come to my house, I could show you my huge collection. Perhaps huge enough to open a museum!

Not really. If I really could, I would not too! I don't want my precious collection to be view by others. HAH!

I accidentally scratch my gums yesterday and there was actually blood!

It was so scary, I thought I have gum disease.

Sports Day

As I have said, I am not a sportsgirl. Get this CLEAR.

I AM NOT A SPORTSGIRLS.

Nor are my classmates. We are all scholars, not athletes. My grandmother told me not it is very common in good class.

She said my sports level is average and she would like it better if I focus on my studies than sports. Of course I will.

And since 6R are scholars and not athletes, it would be 99% luck and 1% hard work if we ever got medals in Sports Day. Not one but two.

Well, and how is Sports Day to me? Fun! Not in the sense of running on the track or watching races. Let me filled in the details.

It was like early in the morning, the sun wasn't up yet. I went to school with Huien Besttie as usual. If is just that she is in 6U. Sad right? We are competing against one another.

I carried a sling bag, with pen, ruler, pencil, water bottle and my PSP! Not Play Station Portable okay? Honestly. I don't even know how to play a Play Station.

It is Problem Solving Processes 6A!

I really can't live past the few hours under the hot scorching burning Sun without something to read or homework to do.

At the parade ground, I was down there doing PSP while chatting with Bukoh and Fiona. And of course the teachers weren't there yet.

It was like 7.00 a.m. when Mr Tan, my one-month relief teacher came. He was only 21. And well, he wore this shorts and shirt tucked out, making him look like a small little kid.

We were all like laughing at the outfit and he look really like a cute little kangaroo as he carried a bag behind. Yes, a kangaroo without a pouch.

And what was really weird was that those who came usually late came so early today. Perhaps it was to say good bye to Mr Tan, who is leaving today.

Well. All I know was when Mr Loo, the 6U form teacher came and saw me doing the PSP, he said I was hardworking.

So called.

He was told by Fiona and Bukoh that I had not brought my storybook, that is why I am doing my PSP.

Where got good friend sabo me like that one. =.=

So we got up and went to wait for the sickening bus which came so late. Anyway, we had lots of fun while waiting for the bus so it was still worth the wait.

I meant at leats we have some fun. We were like playing and giving animal names to each other.

Stella was the chicken, Melissa the Merlion, Yu Xin the fish or mermaid, and what the hell I was called giraffe as I was tall and had a long neck.

So unfair *rolls eyes*

On the bus, I sat with Lay Sheun and just fall asleep on her shoulder. Luckily I am not sitting with a boy.

Lay Sheun was nudging me like mad. Poor girl.

When we arrive at the stadium, I saw a toodlers playground and suddenly want to play it. Lay Sheun say I was very mad.

I hate it when the noisy Lion Dance perform. Chinese New Year was over, HELLO!?

Soon, those people taking part in the race had to go down for the 'March'. It was simply wasting of energy. By the way, I was one of them. I took part in 4x100m relay.

My hands, or rather, my palms was so sweaty. I was like so nervous, my heart kept thumping. It was my first time taking part in a relay and I always run out of lane.

Soon it was the Girls' Relay. Being the second runner, I went to the place where we had to wait. That is for second runner.

Jiahui, the first time taking the responsibility of a first runner, past the baton to me and at that time I was a bit of running plus walking.

She was the first and I was supposed to be first to but I got overrun by this short Indian girl form some other class.

I past the baton to He Chen and she was like so slow, pausing a while before running. In the end, we got fifth or even worst.

That was expected.

Not having won any medals in races, I was so discourage and just went to do my PSP. They were giving out cakes so I just took 9. Yeah, that could last me for one whole week. And I drank bottles of water.

After telematch, it was Mad Dash and I took part in it. I was the first few and I guess lots of the boys was in front of us.

It was natural that boy's stamina was much better that girls.

Next up was the Cheering Competition, among the three levels. I didn't cheer with them or did any actions. I was just whispering so softly even an ant can't hear me.

Of course. It was on the ground crawling while I was standing up tall.

Primary 6 won. It wasn't any thing amazing. We were suppose to win, since we are the oldest.

And when we went back to school, Mr Tan treated us to donuts. So nice of him.

Sports Day result:
Telematch and Mad Dash Third Position.

Just in case you are wondering, Yun Mei and Keng Soon are the 100m runners. Me, JiaHui, Lixin and He Chen are the relay runners.

Here is the video:

And another good news related to sports, I will tell you tomorrow. Not I want to watch TV. At this rate, how the hell can I become a athletes.

Homework

Whenever you are given 4 sets of revision papers: English, Math, Science and Chinese (or your own Mother Tongue), which one will you do first?

For me, I would do Math, follow by Science, then English and lastly Chinese.

I like Math and Science and they are always very easy. At least I think so. To score and A* in either one is an easy job for me.

I am not boasting.

As for English and Chinese, sometimes it depends on the difficulty level. Of course you would also do the easy one, right?

Maybe some will not.

Math CA is tomorrow. All the best for me, okay? About today's CA, I won't say anything about it, too bad! You must wait for the next post, or the next next one.

Anyway, I have this very boring feeling. So bored. The whole day is only revision, revision and more revision.

It was like until I have nothing to say. So, I guess the post will end abrupty here.

I am not a Sportgirl

PE is a torture. Really. I guess Ms Tang thinks that we are all sportman and that is why she use this type of method to train us for NAFA test.

WTF...

I have to demonstrate out the warming exercise out to the whole class with Emily and another two boys.

I can't even remember anything! Excuse me, it is like Ms Tang only demonstrate out to us once only!

There is this netball court in school at the parade ground and you know what? I got to run 18 rounds around it!

18 ROUNDS!!!!!

I partnered Lya Sheun and thankfully, she volunteered to run first. Melissa and Yuxin partnered together. They were like, well, can read each other's mind.

Immediately after Ms Tang say that one person would run first and another have to count the round for that person, they look at each other and then "SCISSORS PAPER STONE!"

Sadly, Yu Xin lose. Waha! She has to suffer first with the cmobination of boys and girls lining up and ready for the run. There is a total of 22 pupils.

Ready. Get set. GO!!!

I was down there with Melissa, chatting about this horrible Physical Education while counting the round for the two unlucky girls.

Soon, one whole period was like over and they have only completed like 14 rounds? I am not saying they are slow. What I mean is that there are really a lot of rounds to complete.

Later , after they finish, it was my turn. We were running the first round when Melissa's shoelaces, um, untied. (don't know how to say)

At the third round, I was still fine. It was at the sixth round that my leg started to give way.

I was like holding it till the twelveth round. Then I can't hold it and just started to walk. I walk for like one or two rounds.

When I finally reach the last round, I just sprinted all the way. Kualala. 11.35 minutes!

It was like average. My lungs felt like bursting, my legs are like jelly and I had gastric pain. I just walked like snail to the water cooler, Lay Shuen accompanying me. I was like clutching my stomach all the way.

Lay Shuen was so nice. She kept asking me if I was okay and all those.

After this short short break, we have to go and do sit ups and push ups but because I on't feel well so I was 解放.

Well, I just went to the toilet as I really felt like vomitting. Luckily didn't vomit. But I drank a lot of water and relieve myself. Felt much much better afterwards. Finally the torturing periods are over.

Well, the muddle head me actually forgot to get my shirt! Well, luckily I had not climbed the stairs yet.

Well, don't think I am 大小姐 okay? It is just that it does not mean 6R is good in academics means that we are also sportsman. Except YunMei. At least she is far better than us in sports.

My grandmother says that we are all 白面书生. It means white-faced scholars in direct english translation.

Later I reached the classroom. Wah! Heart suddenly go pumping so fast as Ms Foo is down there. I won't tell you what happened.

Anyway, the whole lesson was like about revisions. Mrs Chan was asking us aout Taiji. She says that Taiji is pushing blame on others.

Lol... So Funny.

Then during chinese lessons, I got back my Spelling book and I got 97 marks!!! YAPPEE!!!!!!!!!!

Mdm Foo was telling us about protecting our reputation. Mrs Chan says that confession is good for the soul thought bad for the reputation and so must confess. Now Mdm Foo was asking us to protect our reputation. Who should I listen to?

Melissa she injured her finger while playing with my stapler. The staplets went right deep into her finger and blood, lots of it, dripped on the floor!

I kept apologising to her on the behalf of my stapler. We were like playing some games which were so funny.

The lessons were like so interesting. Tomorrow don't have to stay back for Chinese Orchestra. HOORAY!

By the way, my schoolmates, you could log into the e-learning website using your Birth Cert number and your original passwrod. Then go into the forum and join in the discussion. It was very fun.

Bye!

I am BACK!

HI THERE!

I think I have not touch this blog for about... 2 months?

Relax...

I just want to get used to school ok? It is just so weird this year. I don't know if it is because I am very very very busy or that the clock just have some weird problem but time just fly.

I say it is really going very fast. Just in a blink of an eye, 2 months are almost over. CA is just round the corner.

Yes, this Thursday is English CA. And just something, I was a bit nervous about the Composition part, like will I be able to get high marks?

I was scared that I might forget the phrases I had mermorised. Then later after the Exam, OH SHIT! *Slap*

Know what I mean?

Well, after exam, I would confirm calm down. Then, those shitty phrase flooded back into my mind and could nearly drown my brain.

Then finally after years of searching, I found some phrases I should have used but a pity, I didn't.

Man, that was really a waste of marks. That is how the OH SHIT come by. I never slap myself though. That was the sound of me slaping my books.

By the way, I don't really spent years searching for those phrases or I have some weird diseases I will kill myself for. I hate having bad memory.

Well, enough about CAs, I have confidence in my self.

So you know what? There is Sport Day, a lot of homeworks, relief teacher for one whole month and many more thing I will be blabbering about.

Primary Six is just such a great change that sometimes, I really wish I never grow up.

First, I will be leaving the school, a special place I spent six years in, where I make lots of friends, caring teachers, and events which some of them are so fun that it leaves a very deep impression on my mind. A few are the P5 Camp, China Immursion Tour, Voices of Rulangnites and Sports Day.

You know, this never come into my mind, the thought of leaving school and going into a new enviroment. My mother wanted me to go to Girls' School. She chose NanYang Girls'. I think I like Raffles Girls' better. At least most girls in my class, Yu Xin, Melissa, they are going there. At least I would have some friends.

Next, it was like so many changes, PSLE in just six more months, you know I am really nervous about it.

Also, all my good friends, except Yu Xin, they are all in 6U, including my two best friends. Though I could still talk with them, it is just this weird feeling like it may be the last year we are going to meet each other.

*Sigh* Talking about all this makes me want to cry. You know. But the Best of Friends must part. I just have to face it.

Anyway, something else for a change. There is tons of homework!!! Not a lot actually, about the average. Mrs Chan is being way too kind.

At least, I like feeling 'pressurised'. Sort of. It is just that the more homework, the better the quality. Or else I will just idle around, doing some useless stuffs.

I am not a very motivated student if i don't have inspiration.

Recently, lots of good things happened to me. First, I got 32/40, 35/40 and 36/40 for three compositions I wrote.

I also got a 3rd position in Mad Dash on Sport's Day. Then, I got into Math Olympiad and RI Math Contest.

There many more. Can't think of that right now.

I wanted to write a AUTOBIOGRAPHY!!! I just got this inspiration and I got a feeling it is going to last very long...

You know, I just got interested and thought of how nice it feels to write a autobiography, which if I am lucky enough, could get publish and I would earn some money and appear in Headlines!

Imagine: 12 year old's autobiography becomes best seller!

Of course it would not happen. But a girl can dream, can't she?

I think Pantene and some other company could hire me to make advertisement. I just of some creative, fresh and original ideas...

Anyway, read the newspapers? NO? Then slap yourself for missing a very juicy information.

You know the Hong Kong Hearthrob Edison Chen? Actually, I know nuts about him too but anyway it was said in the newspapers that picture, or rather, pornography of him and several Hong Kong female celebraties have leak out and all of them are yikes!

What are you thinking of?

Trying to search for the porns? Not my business.

It seems that Edison had save it in his computer and was 'stolen' when he sent it for repair. He was nuts.

Who the hell would take pornos of him and other female celebraties? But serve them right for doing dirty business.

I guess that is the end of my post?

Oh wait! You know what?!!! I have grown much much taller! 1.65m or more!

I am of course taller that Xiaxue. She is short.

I am not critisising anyone here. NO offence meant. Ow... I hate those stupid rumors spreading around about me.

Oh yes. Many of you know about the www.you-are-blocked.com website. But how much you actually knows about it.

It appears as a decent website, helping you check out who had actually blocked you. But behinds it, lurks a dark secret. Go here: http://tech.firdooze.com/2008/02/05/another-msn-boogie-wwwyouareblockedcom-beware/

You know about the NEmation thingy? I voted for Video 2, 3 and 4. They are really nice. Go here to watch it:http://www.nemation.sg/vote.php.

I guess that is all.

Position Changed

Hi, the blog had been dead for a long while, isn't it?

Actually, I still had some posts I haven't published yet. Anyway, my position is change today, because I am too talkative, keep talking to Jessica.

So as a punishment, I have to sit beside a boy and that idiot is Cheong Keng Soon.

I was wondering how can Emily and Ming Xuan, who had sit beside him previously tolerate him.

Anyway, I got lots of homework again today:

1. 3 PSP exercises
2. English Activity Book page 3 to 5 (Comprehension)
3. 习字10 words, each 7 times
4. 作业 page 1 to 3
5. Composition draft 2

Here is the Composition Draft 2.

Bank Robbery

“Daring Bank Robbing attempt foiled by quick thing kid!” screamed the headline of The New Paper. I beam from ear to ear – I was in the news! As I excitedly devoured the story, events of yesterday came flooding back to my memories…

“Hey Mum, thank you so much!” I exclaimed. It was stifling hot and I was perspiring profusely, sweat dripping down my face.

I had been saving money in my piggy bank since two years ago and now it was full of money. When I told my mother about it, she allowed me to open a bank account for myself.

I could hardly contain my excitement when my mother and I arrived at the OCBC bank a stone’s throw away from my house.

While waiting in line for my turn, I started looking around the bank. My sixth sense told me that something unpleasant is going to happen soon. Little did I know that my suspicions were true.

Just then, two men wear helmets and mirrored sunglasses walked into the bank. One was tall and had a long and vivid scar running down on his left cheek. He was also very fierce-looking. If looks could kill, I think I would be dead by now. Another guy was short. He carried a big canvas bag and reeked of alcohol.

One look at them told me that they weren’t anywhere near good. They brushed past me as they ran to the teller quietly. Suddenly, I saw a mopped of black in both their pants’ pocket.

I look more closely and found that it was actually a… gun! I shuddered at the sight of it. Then, I suddenly dawned on me that they might be bank robbers.

Just as I was going to tell my mother about my horrible findings when the two men pulled out their guns in front of the teller. The teller was petrified. My mother and I were just as frightened to the core.

“Everybody squat down and don’t ever dare to make a single sound because of you do,” the tall one bellowed menacingly, ”this will happen to you!” He pointed his gun at a uniformed male worker, pulled the trigger and fired a shot at him.

BANG!

The innocent worker lie, dead, in a pool of crimson blood. The robbers, having proved their point, started commanding the teller to stuff big bills into the bag. Customers and other workers in the bank cowered in fear.

My eyes widen in horror and I was shaking like a trembling leaf. Stunned into silence by the unfolding drama, my face was drained of colour. I wanted to scream but nothing came out of my mouth, thankfully.

“Take anything you want… but… please… please don’t harm us…” Mr tan, the manager of the bank pleaded tearfully with the robbers.

The short robber grabbed Mr tan by his collar and pulled him out. “What do you think?” his mouth twisted into evil sneer and he gave a sinister laugh.

Just then, I realised that I was only a few steps away from the main entrance of the bank. I looked at the robber. One was busy stuffing bills into the bag and the other one was threatening Mr Tan. Both their backs were facing me.

It was now or never. Still squatting, I moved slowly to the entrance, looking a few times. Luckily, the robbers were too indulged in their thoughts of luxury to notice me. My mother shot me a worried just as I reach the entrance. I returned it with a smile and quickly hurried out of the bank.

I give a sign of immense relief and look frantically around trying to spot the robbers’ vehicle.

“There it is!” I thought to myself when I spotted a heavily tattooed man in a toyota sedan.

There was no time to be lost. I instinctively dug into the front pockets of my jeans and fished out an old blue Nokia hand phone. Training my eyes on the Toyota’s red license plate, I dialled ‘999’.

My quick thinking saved the day. Reacting quickly to my tip-off, knights clad in blue cornered and apprehended the bank robbers just as they were driving out of the neighbourhood.

They jumped out of their police cars and pounce on the robbers like hungry tiger pouncing on their prey. Struggled as they could, the crooks were no match for the professionally-trained officers of the Singapore Police Force.

As they were being lead away by the police, the tall robber hissed at me, “So you were the one who called the police? Watch out you stupid fool!”

“Maybe ten or fifteen years later when you are out of the prison!” I laughed at him, “And remember this: Crime does now pay!”

My mother rushed out of the bank and embraced me, “I am so proud of you son!” she cried. The police also praised me for my bravery.

I grinned with pride as I started to reread the news article again for the third time. Every dream begins with a small step. I had just taken that small step towards becoming a police officer in the future!

I think this should be okay, use a lots of good phrases and try my best to elaborate too. It was THREE AND ONE QUARTER in Microsoft Words.

I aiming for 32/40 and above for this Composition.

School Sick

Heard of the word 'homesick'?

You sure have.

How about "school sick"?? That is how I am feeling now.

I remember I feel school sick during the first week of holidays. Then after that no more.

But I have got no idea WHY I SUDDENLY FEEL LIKE GOING BACK TO SCHOOL AGAIN!

Maybe because of the errand Mummy ask me to run?

She ask me to go back to school and buy the exercise books and also to the bookshop to buy plastic sheets.

So at about 3 o'clock, I went to the bookshop in the market to buy the items with a $5 bookshop voucher and $20.

But I just can't find the items needed. So I open my School book list to look at what items to get later in school.

WHAT THE ... !!!

The selling of books in school is from 9am to 3pm! Should have gone there earlier. *Sigh*

Well, since I can't go to the school to buy, I should have gone home. But instead I started walking aimlessly in the market.

After a while, I realised I had walked to that Community Centre near my school.

So I continued walking, until I reached school. And then I walking around the area.

The road near the school gate were full with people during the school days. However, now it seems deserted.

It was only half an hour later that I give up imagining and go home.

Copycats

I hate copycats. And I am sure everyone do.

But I don't understand, why do some people still copy even though they know very well I hate copycats and I can't tolerate them???

There are three copycats, and they are: Fiona, He Chen and Dorothy. I am telling you the reason now.

First was Fiona. She copy links, the idea of the About Me Introduction and many more. WITHOUT ASKING PERMISSION!

Why can't she at least ASK ME before copying? Okay, she did ask, BUT THAT WAS AFTER SHE COPY!

How could she??? I treat her as my very good friend and she copy contents without asking???

Next was Dorothy. You know what she did? She copy links from Christalle.

Even though that person she copy from isn't me, at least she is a copycat.

AND I HATE HER!

When I was P4, she snatch my friends away. Now, I am P5, she copylinks from my friends.

Lastly was He Chen. She copy my links, then the calendar on my blog.

At first, I ask her to remove my links, she did. I ask her to ask me if she realky wants to put the links on her blog. She did. Then she remove them.

Well, that means she don't really wants to put, she just want to copy.

Now she copy the calendar on my blog. And when I ask her to remove the calendar in her blog, she didn't.

I ask her to removed that a lot of times. I am giving her chances.

But this time round, when I left a message at her Cbox asking her to remove it, she change her blog address.

SO THAT SHE COULD DON'T CREDIT ME AND AT THE SAME TIME COPY THINGS FROM MY BLOG.

I call her to ask her about it and she said she know nothing about the address change.

Very Funny huh? Who else could change her URL? Who else knows her password?

He Chen, don't treat me as a 3-year-old kid okay? No way will I believe that crap of yours.

I just can't believe you are so ungrateful.

I taught you how to set up a blog, how to insert post, add page elements and all those. I even design it for you.

What you do to me in the end?

You never credit me and even copy things from me. What the hell do you treat me as?

Then you know what else she say on the phone.

'But if you go to Google search for FREE BLOG CALENDAR also can find the calendar what.'

So what? If you never go my blog and saw that calendar in the first place, you wouldn't have known that you could put calendar on your blog!

I tell you, that is not a clever move. I could still report you. Get this clear okay?

So, stop that CRAP of yours and stop copying.

This is the last warning.

Remove everything you copy from me now and credit me (I am not really forcing you to do that, but you still have to) or I WILL REPORT YOU.

I remembered saying that the whole blog is COPYRIGHT.

Yeah, I did.

So those copycats out there, ask me permissions before copying or you will get it from me.

Scholarship

GREAT GREAT NEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You know what is the best thing that happened to me all this year in Primary School. The best thing I ever get?

You should have guess it because it was the title I put on this post.

Well, it came as a very big surprised to me. I though I was really dreaming because I had never receive scholarship before MOE before.

*Slap*

This is what I did to confirm it.

Actually, I am not boasting but I should have at least receive one when I was P1 and also one last year.

But I didn't because I was a PR (Permenant Resident) and not a Citizen then.

Anyway, I received it because I was the TOP 10% in WHOLE SINGAPORE. So, now, I am aiming for the TOP 5%.

I must work really hard for that.

Back from Bintan!

Here I am, back from Bintan Island, but I will definitely not blog about it today. I am just too tired, you see.

*YAWN*

Um... That is the first reason, the second one is that I am just too tired to write anything. And the last one is not enough time.

You see, my mother only give me a half an hour to write anything I want. AND HALF AN HOUR IS JUST NOT ENOUGH FOR ME!

Unless I am a god or something and I type super fast.

Byebye now, got to off my PC.