ohhhhkay.

lets get the ball rooooooooling(;



CROSS COUNTY 2008'(:



woke up slightly later to find myself nearly late for the event :p

don't worry, i made it there in one piece. (: in the end less than 20 people from my class turned up.



in fact there was only 14 * or was it 17?*

anyway.



KUDOS to everyone who attended, you are the only one in class left with balls!



don't look at me like that, it was what one of my classmates said:

* i won't mention the name to protect his/her privacy.



" those who didn't come for cross country have no balls."



yep.





never mind



for the Cross country i represented my class together with 9 other girls from my class and took part in the treasure hunt!

*yes, girls. that's because out of 31 students in my class we only have 7 boys.



anyway we emerged 4th, which was not that bad, and we even did some stuff which i never thought i would do, like say : WE LOVE MRS WONG.

yes i know *yuck



but it's definitely not as bad as: WE LOVE MRS MANNING!

if i did that pigs would fly, or should i say, Mrs manning would fly!

it's true .she's a p**.



after the treasure hunt we went for the mini concert , initially it was alright ,

there was chitmin together with haron beat boxing, followed by Jessica singing with Mr yeo..



but all good things have to come to an end.

and that is when disaster stepped in. THE BANDS!



HORROR, HORROR!

it was so bad that Camilla, bibiana and i took our earphones and headphones and chose to listen to the original version of the songs instead.



and whoooops.

that moment was captured by the school photographer. :o



i was like. WTF!

but it was too late , it's all on film.



initially the whole thing was supposed to end at 10am HOWEVER, the school kinda imposed FLEXI-TIME and it ended at 11am.



and to make things so much worse the secondary 4 cohort had to walk back to school to collect their report books. OH MY GOODNESS! LOOK AT THE TIME.



and Mr Anba called me over to collect litter and i was already so darn pissed and so i gave him that WHAT THE F*** look , and guess what he told me.



'' OK LEAVE! don't give me that look, if you don't want to help then leave don't give me that look. '' -anba.



blah blah and so i left(:

collected my report card, and vroom! off i left for the RSAF OPEN HOUSE! (:


*i rock, oh yeahh*

oh, and it was also mr singh's b'day tht day.