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Thursday, August 31, 2006
Carolinechantel Yap posted at 5:12:00 PM

HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY(:

ah wells. The celebration was getting on Clare and my nerves after sometime.gee.. i just felt like walking out of the school gates.Surprising, it's rather boring this year.And the theme seemed rather racial harmony-ly. So yea.I hope next year one would be better.But since people put in so much effort for it, i just felt i need to appreciate it(: especially all the council.And how Anne got kinda pissed when mr chan made her take all the dedications to teachers from our class down.And the fact that we are not allowed to talk about the teacher's sex appeal.It's rather protective though.I mean, what's wrong with "mrs --- is HOT. or mr --- is HOT" rights.Its kinda sad to see the NIE chers go though.like Ms Huda, Mr lin, and the others. though only ms Huda taught us.SHE'S NICE(: lol.It's kinda dangerous to blog about teachers nowadays.As sac chers have a habit of going to google and seach for blogs that have their names mentioned.so yea.After the celebration, went to int to eat pizza hut.It was damn comical man.Germaine, Marcia, Clare and me were like damn noisy.since we were the only ones there.And before we left, we gave them a 'present' .
water+coke+tissue+cheesse+pepper+pizza+ice and others all in one cup. Later we went to make Marcia's contacts and then we went to the library.wow.we were DAMN QUIET! LOL! cause we were using the search machines.then we typed everyone's name.then Clare typed my name.and then it came out 'Caroline ****'.i thought it was rather coincidental.but then THEY all got high!Gosh, we were laughing like we were at the coffee shop.So we got scolded by one of the staff there! hahahahs.She dinn think it wouldnt get into our head to be quiet.Anyways, we left and Clare had to go home.So Germaine, Marcia and me went to Bugis.SO SIAN lah!! and we all were broke.so that made it all worse.wanted to catch " the devil wears prada" but then the show was at 3pm and Marcia dinn tell her mum she had halfday.so cannot so late =( Met chel there.SHE IS SO GIRL.really girl.SO BIMBO.anyways, it's good she's back on track(: hee. walked awhile with her and then left.After that just loitered around.The whole sad part was that i wanted to ask you to meet up with me since you were also that sian-ed.But its just not fated man! His' Jc friend called him to tell him he's screwed cause he pon school today. OMG. THERE YOU GO.continue to fill up the book on 1000 ways to make Caroline worry. while i try my dictionary loh.HEE. mine can get 1 million words to make you worry.hahhas!<3 In the end, headed home with Germaine and Marcia.Then we walked past the icecream stall.I ACTUALLY THOUGHT HE WAS HOT.until Germaine gave me a reality checkto confirm that that person was *****. OMGOMG.screw Caroline!! She's the most HE i have ever seen! hahahs. I doubt anyone would understand what im saying.OH wells.At home, BORED TO DEATH.