Private Territory.

Sunday, September 02, 2007

ok...

i realise i haven been blogging for quite a while.

nvm. HAHA.

anyways. just to happy happy come in and write. uhms...

oh. teachers day was FUN!!!

as in. yeah...

in the morning we went for the blardy walk and oh!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAUYUHUI

and dun worry logapiriya.baloo [if u r reading this];i haven forgotten u either.

happy birthday piriya!!!

xDD. u guys can now watch NC16 movies. HAHA. i still cant. and its so far away...nvm. i aint tat excited to get my mind polluted with more engrossed kissing and stuff. kinda irks me...

anyways. we had a mass walk along the usual 2.4 route which was freakin lame. and watching the PE teacher standing up there addressing everyone of us to do the warm ups...and ends up ZI-HIGHing cuz no one wanted to join in. tats a very VERY BRAVE thing to do. i swore i would have jumped downed from that storey outta humiliation if i were him.

afetr the walk, we went back to class...OH.

and now tat 401-404 shifted classrooms to dunno 108-112? we get our air-coned classrooms on the second storey.

and surprise surprise..

we got back our 105/04 classroom!! thrilling. HAHA.

huiwen was like, "HEY! ivy! this is our sec 1 classroom lehs!"

me, "REALLY?!!"

huiwen, "YESH!!!"

*stares excitedly at each other, eyes almost as round as jesselim's; except ours is in thrill, not BORN NATURAL*

"WEEEE!!!"

*both turn around to hug the wall and notice board*

tat convo was after the shifting of classes on thursday, the day of our prelims paper one, WHICH IS FREAKING THRILLING MAN.

i believe tats how teachers r gonna put it.

to me,

I SCREWED IT.

god. i dun even wanna think bout it.

oh. and i fell sick the night b4.

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ironicaly, i ate my brother's curry cooked at his home econs lesson.

i believe tats the reason i fell sick.

GRR

because of his super lousy cooking skills and my irritating food craving, i had a fever rising when i was in school after english paper one. i flared up. and shat. it wasnt good lohs. i was having a splitting headache, and no, it wasnt because of the chinese topic.

on the bus ride home, i almost fainted. i beared til my stop and alighted the bus then had to sit down on the bench and rest. i saw only yellow and couldnt hear anything. so i closed my eyes and rested. after a while, i almost nodded off to sleep [yes, right there at the busstop] when i heard my mum call my name. i opened my eyes to see her walking towards the bus stop.

guess wat. she wanted to skewer me de cause she thought i was waiting for her to go west mall to buy teahcers day gift. but then she saw my pale lips she got freaked out. she waited for me to get better then she brought me home. haha.

after tat i got better cause i slept the day thru.

wa. sidetracked again.

anyways teahcers day after the mass walk we went to classrooms. and some gals from the class next dorr came over to ask us to play ball. USING OUR BALL. duh. like they had any anyway.

so we agreed and went to play. i tink they had about 6 to 7 gals? we had slightly more ppl than them lahs. including the 4 guys. then they SUMMONED their class de guys which someone said was 12 in all. 12 guys. HAHA. twice the number of ours. pfft. LOL.

oh. it was all pretty rough. only some of us sheeshers managed to crawled out unscathed. the other all got some slight injury. wanyu was right. they all snatched the ball like it was some scholarship luh. so desperate. and violent. and they marked us like ants surrounding honey. i can just recall carrissa and sihui. LOL. so petite somemore. sorrounded by mountains. charmaine said tat 404 ppl can just stand or sit in onr row and watch them play and they wun even realise it. god.

WAKE UP LAH.

no sportsmanship at all.

anyways.

the class party we had pizza and root beer. and mr chow came to smear cake on some of our faces. wanyu and i were not spared of this blardy prank. but we decided to return the favour.

so after a while, we went to mr chow; i needed to give him his tcher day present. haha. so we went up to him and gave him a PAT on the back.

ok.

so it wasnt really a pat. it was a HARD SLAP. lol.

fren fren har. LOL.

poor chowy.

yien and dunno wanqing/sally splashed dunno rootbeer/water at his dunno socks/blueshoes.

this world isnt fair. HAHAHA.

ok. i ran outta things to say...

mrs tan is sssooooo cute!!