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Sunday, November 25, 2007 || 12:34 pm
You know when you shake shake shake a can full of carbonated gas, there'll be a huge buildup of pressure within it, and the only way to release that pressure is to open that can.
You see,I'm that piece of tin can, released from exam pressure, but why don't I get the feeling of euphoria; like a huge load of burden is freed. NOPE, NONE. What happened to the siok-ness of hearing the gas sound pppsssiiingg out of the can? Instead, I feel empty like my cupboard with the absence of the textbooks! I feel very empty without having to cram my brain with facts lah!!
Now im jobless. I feel like a lost soul. ( dramatic * roll eyes*
Yesterday was kinda the last day of school and I think I'm going to miss it. I started in this school with the feeling of dread and slight hatred because CHMS pampered and spoiled me. In this new school, I had to make new friends all over again, when in CH friends of many years surround me weaving this comfy environment for me. My classroom in Ch had aircon while in this new school, I only had aircons in labs where we had no say in the temperature of the room; sometimes it was too cold and sometimes it gave out funny smell. I had to adapt to the new fashion where i had to cover my whole body with cloth while in CH we were comfortable in our wear. We had to walk to all our classes while in CH the teachers walked to us. I told you i was spoilt.
It took awhile for me to get use to this new,brooding, strange environment. I admit I wasnt really keen to start my college life. I wasnt really happy, i missed all my old friends. But life wasnt all sweet. I got teased one particular class just for being Chinese. In CH i was surrounded by yellow skinned ppl (except kee) leh! I had to act blur and smile at all the jeerings.
But slowly, adaption came about. School started to be nice, and lessons were becoming interesting. I'm quite proud to come out from pteb and i really like the friends i made there and the teachers who never fail to help me when i was in despair. I'm going to miss Pte.
The walks to classes were no longer depressing with the company of new found friends.

Why is my school buildings so drop dead gorgeous ah?
=)

I was complaining to kim that the above pics all contain spoilers one lah!
All got people! pfft.

Then there's Mr Dalman who teaches us math in that bloody hot classroom. I sit way way back in class leh.. I hate sitting at the back and i get flu easily in Math class. Allergies maybe.

Boh liao. I hate the tudong lah! want to burn it!

This woman has all her classes with me that I think she sees me too much that she's sick of me.
She has Bio1,Maths2,Chem3,Ps4 and even EAS5!
why are you stalking me fizzah! Thanks for sitting beside me in chem class.=)

I was busy taking picture of this door when the whole class left me alone standing like an idiot.
I had NOOOOOO idea where they went and i had to search the school -.-!
There werent many/nice pics of china town =(((((((((((((((((((((

Fellow GP-ers in the GP classroom. Oh okay, I'm the odd one out, non peace loving person.

The hamster who makes really good apple strudel, the Chinese and the meanie sitmate who didn't want to talk to me/ hamster's owner who makes nice pudding!

Notes on the way to the recycling centre. Bye bye notes!

happy feet. =D
-.-!

happy birthday. I want to huff and puff and eat you all up.
The kim meanie! want to delete the LOVELY pic we took together.
=(
happy hols.