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*is like choosing a life partner, you'll be surprise that it turn out to be a joker. *
*is like being number 11, trying to fit in with the others but you couldn't*
*number two is always bigger than number 3, partners are meant for two, greater love in only two*




Wednesday, July 11, 2007
RACIAL HARMONY???NOT...


hiyee!!!
very sorry
i have not
been updating my blog...
coz i have been busy...

lots n lots
have happened
after the june
school holidays..
such as mr tay has
become our permanent
maths teacher
for the next 4 months!!
renon n i
always joked about
her ai chin music...hehe
her full name is
mrs tay ai chin..n
there is a wwe wrestler
who have a finishing
move called
the sweet chin music..
lol..?

oh..ya..
i 4got to tell u
sumtink..
my father
quarreled with
my mother
just because of his singing competition...
he kinda shouted..
i can hear his voice even
if the door was closed..
i was watching tv at d hall
n my bro was playing online games...

i was shocked at 1st..
i pretend not 2 listen
but it was scary..
however,wad is even
more scary is that
d next dae...
d were talking 2 each other
in normal tones...
except i noticed dat
my mum was a bit loving to him..
adults...
i juz don't understand 'em..

so let's talk abt my sch...
it sux..
i was like suffering...
wanna noe y?
in school..i have friends...
they made me 4get my loneliness...
came back sch...
it was like a graveyard...
n also boredom...
no 1 in d house except me...
i can't blieve i m at home..
i mean wad is d meaning of home...
i tink dat even if i die...
my parents will finish their work,
my bro will finish his trainings n
24 hours later...
they found out dat i m dead...
wow...dat is wonderful...

i mean my mum won't have to nag
at me early in d morning
n waste her energy n breath...
my father..he is such a caring man...
he won't have to ask me
if i wan to eat dis or dat food anymore..
my bro won't have 2 scold me anymore...
4 juz a small joking matter...

they cn save money...
electricity...
love..
wat the hell...
why am i talking like this?
puieee....

ok..so let's REALLY
talk about sch 2dae...
i woke up at arnd 6.10am...
bathe n dressed up..
i had brought baju kurung
with me coz 2dae got
"racial harmony" day...
mardi wore a brown baju kurung...
shi yuan wore a pink baju kurung...
i changed n wore blue baju kurung...

i was accompanying ct 2
huiling's class...
then..when i wan 2 go back to class...
i bumped into mr yew...
he was wearing a...erm...
i dunno wad king of shirt he's wearing...
he looked at my baju kurung n say
'Nice costume'....n walked away...
nice costume??
it's a baju kurung lah...

ok..so..wadever..
thx 4 d comment anyway...
we had flag raising
n it was hm ec...
we had to do a roti john...
me n renon were partners....
so renon told rauf n mardi
to share an egg since ms lai
wanted us(in pairs) to
have only half an egg...

ct n jolene were partners...
then..dunno wad happen..
ms lai asked us to crowd
at her table...
n asked us 2 put d bowls wif d eggs in it
on her table...
she told us dat there shud
b 12 bowls including hers...
there were 13...
she flared up n asked who had extra...
her instructions were:
-pair up
-half an egg per pair
i saw ct n jolene mixing
one whole egg each..
individuallly...
uh-oh...
it must b 'em...
then...ct did d unthinkable..
i tink..i dunno...
she put her mixed egg into jolene's...
dat wud make 2 eggs in a bowl...
ms lai's instructions was to
have half an egg per pair
not per person...

when ct was doing dat,
ms lai saw her..oh shit..
she stared at ct...
ct was staring at her
innocently...
then..she was like a
mad teacher..screaming
at d top of her voice...

then..it was ok..
we continued doing
our roti john..
ms lai suddenly asked us
to go back to our places...
she asked who changed partners...
n places...
there was jolene,ct,dennis,yiqin
n hui wen...
she screamed n said dat we shud not change places
juz bcause sum1 is absent...
so..everytink was fine again....
we managed to do d roti john n
finish it in time...
we got 13..
i heard syafiq n wei jie got 0
coz they only cooked an egg...
not on d bread...
jolene got 10...
so i tink ct oso got 10...
mayb...

it was malay...
n i did not finish d malay hmwk.....
we quickly rushed 2 malay class
coz we were late...
we started 2 do d ws in class...
in front of the teacher...
cikgu mardiana saw it...
she asked who hadn't finish...

every1 raised up...
she asked us why we didn't finish...
we answered her by 2dae...
then, when we were doing...
i saw her leaving d class...
with her things without saying anitink...
we realised it n quickly try 2
finish it up...
we copied each other's answer...
mardi,wani,ct,rauf,dyan
went to find cikgu at d staff room..
to ask 4 forgiveness...
then..as i was abt 2 fing 'em...
they told me dat cikgu
wants d class to write
a reflection on wat happen 2dae..
on a piece of paper...
one page long..
wad d hell...
ct was cursing her...
calling her emo n all dat...
wad d hell..
every1 of us quickly do..
coz she wants it by
d end of MT period...
haish...
i'll continue next tyme..
now i gtg...
nid 2 bathe...
n oso cry...
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