Knickers.

Courtesy of Jean.
Temasek Polytechnic, school of Business.
Diploma in Retail Management.

I speak my own words like phases of the baked moon. I live my own life like thunders of the monstrous storms.


Friday, September 14, 2007

I am a lousy blogger, hah. Yes, in the sense that I am unable to organise my posts satisfyingly. Let me at least try to recall events that happened the day before today. Apparently, I have a memory like a sieve. Looking into my mind..

Thursday, 13Th September:

Albin
was to meet me in my class at 0650 supposedly. Despite knowing that being a little late is his practice, I still hotfooted to school, somehow or rather. As I had anticipated, Albin was about ten minutes late. Ending abruptly..

Goodness gracious, I only have nebulous impressions on what happened, but I distinctly remembered about my few minutes stint reciting my typewritten speech. Just as Arian had closed her speech, I stood up right away. I feel more at ease that way, standing before being told and adjusting to the spectacular view of the class, lol. I approached Irfan as he was sitting smack-bang in front of the position where we have to stand for speech. I waited as Miss Tan was talking. I began putting forth my speech with "A lovely good morning to Miss Tan and my fellow classmates" and thereupon. the class chortled, perhaps guffawed. I know luh, moronic right, but at least it's a tad different from others.


Friday, 14Th September:

Let's see, well, there was a pattern today, in a way. Timothy was fiddling with Alfred's Rubik's cube when Miss Tan decided to confiscate it. Then i think whichever teacher seized Wilson's cube from Alfred. Alfred's calculator was also taken away. Uh, ignore that. Just something to giggle about as it re-enacts in my mind.


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