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Lost days, pictures fade.
Journal: Go Do Some Catching Up
Friday, September 4, 2009

Heh, now that blogger is being nice, I'll do a quick update. Before it goes insane again.

You know, it's so hard walking on the streets of Orchard road without falling asleep when you clearly lack of it. Mr Phua saw me today, I didn't see him until I heard him laughing. He was lol-ing so loudly in my face cause' I was spacing out while walking to the bus stop to catch my bus home. I know I looked dorky, but I can't help it when I haven't had enough sleep.

I couldn't find the pencil case I wanted from Borders. In fact, I couldn't find any pencil cases there. Unless you call the small rectangular bags for you to contain stationeries pencil cases. I think Borders hid all the pretty pencil cases I saw there the other time because it's missing!

Noelle, Sijia and I almost lost our way trying to get to Far East Plaza underground. I wonder if the undergrounds in Orchard can be bomb shelters. You know, then in times of emergency -like in the middle of World War III- we can still do our shopping at Orchard! Then maybe LV bags will cost lesser.

The three of us went to Far East Plaza to source for jobs. Part-time/ short term Full-time jobs. *Groans* It's so hard looking for jobs nowadays especially if you are a student. I applied for one of the stores there because the salesgirl told me to try it out. But I doubt I'll get through because my only pathetic working experience was at the BASC: Before and After School Care which I prefer not to speak about. And even if I did get through, my ass is so lazy that it can't drag itself to Far East Plaza everyday at 10 am in the morning to sell bikinis. I usually wake up at 2.30 in the afternoon during the holidays.

Hah, I had the most delicious Tempura Curry Don at Takashimaya today. Oh man, thinking of it makes me go hungry all over again. I love the thick thick curry sauce topping. Goes so well with the steaming rice and crispy tempura. The curry comes with potatoes! They gave me chunks and chunks of potatoes! *Goes on potato craze*

And by the way, I went back to YSS on Monday. Teachers' Day.
I stole this piece of words out of my previous blog that I kept the whole of last year as a tribute to all the teachers from YSS I want to remember by.

I wrote this piece when I got my O level's results:

Ode to these caring, sensitive and patient teachers in Yishun Secondary.
Miss Tan/ Mrs Lee: First of all I have to say a big thank you to you for all the knowledge that you had imparted to us in the past two years. You are the most responsible teacher ever. You made it a point to assign us to Community Involvement Programme early so we'll be cleared for the rest of the year. You are always concerned about what is going on in our lives as students even though you are overwhelmed with your massive piles of books to be marked and common tests to be set. Thank you.

Mr Leo: Thank you Mr Leo, for the help and advice that you had given me all of last year. You helped made me see and sketch the type of education path I want to continue after the end of secondary education. I am grateful and will never forget all the encouragement that you had given our class whenever we screwed a test. Thank you so much.

Mrs Tan: You are the best best best teacher ever. I am so sorry that our literature class gave you a hard time at the beginning in last year and I heave a sigh of relieve that you did not give up on us. Basically, we owe our success to you. We could not have done it without your effort and love. You went the extra mile of printing various types of poems and prose to help us widen our horizon and improve in our unseen section. You spent so much time worrying for us and wondering if we'll pass the exam okay. Thank you so much for believing in me and I'll never forget you. Ever.

Ms Suba: You are the teacher with the best sense of humor. Thank you for all the time that you had spend with me after lessons. Thank you for constantly nagging at me and hounding after me because of my careless mistakes. I am totally going to miss that.

We have so many awesome teachers in Yishun Secondary School, I cannot possible list them all but here are some:
Mrs Yeo- Ang, Mr Anith, Mrs Chin, Mrs Priya Raj, Ms Lai, Mr James, Mrs Neve Raj, Ms Chua, Mr Tay, Mr Ng, Mr Chan, Mr Phua, Mr Libin...


"See my big smile, cause' I'm so happy. See my big grin, I'm smiling cheese and cheese. I'm smiling cheese and cheese."

It's just my way of saying thankyou to the teachers.


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