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Female. 17. Someone who needs this blog because - I don't always say what I mean and I don't always mean what I say. And here I let it all out. Living life and loving it. <3
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
So. Today I had lessons with both Mr. Lee and Mr. Kevin Cheng from Hwa Chong. And yeah.
I think Mr. Lee had a personality transplant during the holidays and came back stranger than before. But he’s funny though.. Apparently, his nickname is Leefy and he is a terror on the road. Or so he says. He also threatened to gouge out my eyeballs and slammed my text books a few times. Lol. I dunno whether it’s fun or scary to sit in front anymore. And sadly, he still remembers my name. AND he was late to class by 35 mins and extended the class 15 mins after dismissal.
During Lit was so funny wei. Mr. Kevin Cheng was like going; “Other schools don’t have something that you people have.” Then I told Hui Ting, “Him lo.” Then she said, “Yeah, I also thought so.” Then we laughed. BUT THEN he chose Wendy to answer and Wendy said, “Our brains?” Mr. Kevin Cheng then said, “Close enough. They don’t have MY brains.”
SO. Am I a genius or am I a genius?
Also, we had him for like three hours today. Though we (luckily) didn’t have to introduce ourselves twice. In Band I English class he asked all of us to describe ourselves in five words.
It was like:
Mr.Cheng: Chen Zhiling. ZL: WHAT? Mr. Cheng: That’s one word. ZL: This is really hard. (*cue laughter*) Mr. Cheng: I hope you mean the activity and not the class.
And me.
I said, “No words can describe me.” and he was all like, “That’s good. But the irony is that words have already been used to describe you.” (frankly, I’m surprised I didn’t just die from embarrassment. I’m shocked I actually said that. Everyone probably thinks I’m super lan si adi.)
He also asked super chim English questions which had a really, really stupid straightforward answer; hard work. I can’t remember the question, mainly because I was daydreaming and staring at the walls - which was admittedly more interesting that merely squirming at his questions.
At the end of the day, I had TWO diagnostic tests; one on Physics and one on Lit. I’m pretty sure I’m going end up fried at the end of the week.. On a lighter note.... NYP IS FINALLY OVER. except the report, which I’m supposed to write.... =.=
9:18 PM
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
So. Today I had lessons with both Mr. Lee and Mr. Kevin Cheng from Hwa Chong. And yeah.
I think Mr. Lee had a personality transplant during the holidays and came back stranger than before. But he’s funny though.. Apparently, his nickname is Leefy and he is a terror on the road. Or so he says. He also threatened to gouge out my eyeballs and slammed my text books a few times. Lol. I dunno whether it’s fun or scary to sit in front anymore. And sadly, he still remembers my name. AND he was late to class by 35 mins and extended the class 15 mins after dismissal.
During Lit was so funny wei. Mr. Kevin Cheng was like going; “Other schools don’t have something that you people have.” Then I told Hui Ting, “Him lo.” Then she said, “Yeah, I also thought so.” Then we laughed. BUT THEN he chose Wendy to answer and Wendy said, “Our brains?” Mr. Kevin Cheng then said, “Close enough. They don’t have MY brains.”
SO. Am I a genius or am I a genius?
Also, we had him for like three hours today. Though we (luckily) didn’t have to introduce ourselves twice. In Band I English class he asked all of us to describe ourselves in five words.
It was like:
Mr.Cheng: Chen Zhiling. ZL: WHAT? Mr. Cheng: That’s one word. ZL: This is really hard. (*cue laughter*) Mr. Cheng: I hope you mean the activity and not the class.
And me.
I said, “No words can describe me.” and he was all like, “That’s good. But the irony is that words have already been used to describe you.” (frankly, I’m surprised I didn’t just die from embarrassment. I’m shocked I actually said that. Everyone probably thinks I’m super lan si adi.)
He also asked super chim English questions which had a really, really stupid straightforward answer; hard work. I can’t remember the question, mainly because I was daydreaming and staring at the walls - which was admittedly more interesting that merely squirming at his questions.
At the end of the day, I had TWO diagnostic tests; one on Physics and one on Lit. I’m pretty sure I’m going end up fried at the end of the week.. On a lighter note.... NYP IS FINALLY OVER. except the report, which I’m supposed to write.... =.=
