Ahhhh THAT'S WHY I HATE COMPETITIONS LIKE THIS. There's only 3 winners out of 20? Those winners, yay good for you. What about the ones who got so damn trashed? What if they trained extremely hard only for them to get places like 14? My heart tears open for themla seriously.
What if they're suicidal -.-
We'll count to
Monday, August 18, 2008
MICROSOFT PHOTO EDITOR, thankyou.
I think they wasted a few million gallons of water.
Ughh I feel so bloody tired. But it's all worth it.. the pictures look so great? Right?
I get so excited when I think about reading The Host. I don't know why, but I'm feeling down.. way down. I think it's time to call someone again.. oh wait it's one a.m, never mind.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Snap, snap, snap!
More pictures from the wonderful slr. All edited, the colour, man, the colour! Oh the pictures of that hot girl there? She's Kimberly, she's a model. Cool right? She showed me the pics that she was in and I was like OoO.
She's damn professional and so were the photographers.
She's damn professional and so were the photographers.
AHA I had one of the most wonderful days ever. :D
Went to my mum's friend's daughter's b'day party. I like parties like this. 'Specialy her house. I like their house. The aircond's always on and they have like, 5 computers?! For parties there are always:
Dominos pizza.
Sushi.
Muffins.
Pasta.
Sarsi/Coke.
and more of the good stuff
Their garden is very very nice, they have a huge fish pond, and they have 3 star tortoises, AHHHH so cute!!
YOU KNOW WHAT WAS THE BEST? I saw this SLR Canon camera so I asked who's it was. The uncle was so greatttt he let me use it for the whole day :D
So, yeah, I missed out on the water fight cos.. the camera is not water-proof. The pictures on the camera were greaaaat! But on the computer it's like.. blah. The colour and sharpness of it all.. gone.
Oh there was some treasure hunt, me and a girl named Anis(she's very cute) got 2nd :)
We got second 'cos the first team had like FOUR people and one of them was an 18 year old. >_> unfair?
ok. here are the pics ;))
OHHHYAAAAAA I bought- THE HOST. I'm still confused about the story, too many characters. Thank you mummy, so much for buying the book without saying anything! I love my mum so much, I really regret making her mad :/
kayy.. this pictures seem to be stuck. Whatever la. Enjoy :p
Saturday, August 16, 2008
CLASS, QUIET, he roars.
Do you miss Mr, I mean, AARON? The first time I saw him was when he was wandering around in the F block during cf. I remember seeing him and going like; Whoa, HARRY POTTER
Then I saw him jogging past my house.. in those super tight shirts he made. Then one day I found out he was a brother to someone I knew. (I didn't know tim that time) I plucked up my courage and spoke to him and was totally stunned by how deep his voice was. He sounded british and cool and all. I went back to school and couldn't stop blubbering about him to everyone, haha. He was like some kinda hot jogging stranger with a voice of.. of like those guys on radio advertistments.
THENN, when he appeared in our class for Maths, I couldn't stop hopping up and down. It was like God had sent an angel with a nice voice to save us from utter boredom.
Yes, I exagerate. Sorry xD
Well, I'm not saying he's the worst teacher of all math teaching history, it's just that he doesn't have an effect on people where they must, MUST listen no matter what. He's just too nice. He had to yell and yell those famous words that will never tire... : CLASS, QUIETTTT.
For the first few weeks of his lessons, I kinda ignored the work he gave and spent those 35 minutes laughing with Lydia and Sara and all. We hadn't umm, "bonded" with him yet. Then during bacaan we drew on his hand then POOF.
BOND.
And then when the fun was really crazy, suddenly; "This is my last week here."
WHAT?!
I have to say this, Mister Aaron, or Aaron Sim, or Mis Noraa, I miss you and your daddy's beautiful Nixon camera, your hilarious for-picture-only-smile, and your stomach tickling lala pose.
Appreaciate all the friendly temp teachers that come your way, people. One day The Datin will stop giving us nice teachers and throw in mean scary, workloving ones.
Shamam is on her way back...
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