HAPPY BIRTHDAY DANIEL!
my mum's birthday is 6 days after.
my mei's birthday was 6 days earlier.
my MT mid yesr 'O's will arrive in 6 days, the twenty-6 of May.
i will turn 6-teen in october twenty-6.
So many '6's...
so another happy birthday to daniel.
i was smsing daniel during class. Ms chen's class, to be exact. I don't care about the teacher. She may be good, but there's a thing i don't like about her. i shall not say it here, and shall not delve too deep into the matter. She's, non-existent in my blog.
anyway, i did ask her for permission to go to the 'toilet' and smsed him at the stairs, like 4 metres from my classroom.
Recess, i had 2 new messages. Not from daniel, but my mum and dad (overseas in Bangkok, as usual) to wish him happy birthday if i had not done so already. Seems that they were late 30 minutes, huh? proves my memory's not as bad as it should be.
I HATE REMEMBERING BIRTHDAYS!
not because the date's difficult to remember, but i always forget on the day itself. that's why i smsed daniel during the lesson 30 minutes before recess.
Those who are now being released from chinese, tell me what happened. It's 4.30 sharp now as i'm typing this. With all due respect (to those who like her as a chinese teacher) I think that
mdm. Fong sucks. Sure, her teaching may be okay (i think i got a B3 in sec 2), but her attitude is those that will add fire to my ever-increasing ire. (my ire is aimed directly at her, ready to explode anytime, like someone pressing the barrel of a rocket launcher at someone else's temple A bit exaggerated, i hope you get the analogy). Ask my mum if you want proof. And, Ms low didn't come to school (MC), that's why i'm blogging at this precise moment. If i missed lessons in the afternoon, i apologise.
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Today is also Adri's birthday. we wanted to throw him over to TKG and from there he make a mad dash back to TK, but the fence was topped with barbed wire and we decided it too dangerous an act to be carried out, so we dumped him into some power generator's enclosure. I dunno the exact words, just the green gate to the left of my class's staircase,hidden behind another 'house' when you're facing my class. that's where we threw him in.
wow. 1 person online as of now. Daniel.
Those who know me well enough, I love bathing in hot water, but i hate drinking warm or hot stuff. I love drinking icy-cold drinks, but i hate bathing in a shower of water that threatens to freeze any time i turn on the shower. Well, the weather was unbearable. I had to bathe in cold water. Walking to school was okay, from the end of Haig Road (only taking bus 2) in the morn, but i say again, the weather was unbearable. The 3rd and last floor of my house (where i'm currently typing this message now) is scorching. even with the curtains drawn, and the blinds pulled down. My computer's about to overheat because of the damn global warming. Due to globalisation. Okay, i'm not one to talk about globalisation, having received 34/100 for CH, but i shall say this.
"Please, can someone invent something that takes a portion of the heat in Singapore to the outer space? It's like my body temperature here!"
so, rant over.
I WANT BAND, I DON'T MIND IT INTERFERING WITH MY CHINESE REVISION. how the hell do you STUDY chinese anyway? I've an Uncle (american) who got a doctorate in English. WOW. what'd he do, study each letter of the alphabet? He teaches Teachers. He lectures Lecturers. That'd be nice. having some contribution in the education of a country.
OKAY, gotta go. gotta do housework, gotta do homework, gotta do some light reading to while away my time, gotta attempt to study chinese, gotta find more stuff to bitch about in the next post.
Gotta Go.
Bye.
~BenjaminTAN
