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Friday, February 06, 2009'♥

WOW another year. and yes, i am one year older now. but first,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO GERLADINE! :D

well the day was quite smooth? a little bumps. first period was supposed to be PE, however the teachers were out for the sec 3 camp. that ms low came in and gave out the paper. i could say, SHE MARKED THE PAPER DAMN STRICT. this also cannot. that also cannot. ended up i failed. and yes i FAILED. well, somehow it doesn't affect me. cause i told myself, i have the facts, now i just have to get used to her phrasing OF WORDS.

before that, i came into class, gearaldine wished happy birthday to me, and i wished back to her. i feel kind of weird, like usually you wish people happy birthday, you don't expect a happy birthday back to you.

during recess, i was glad that sec 4 dancers celebrated for me. :D a real mini one. i have thousand of thanks to say it to them, and really wants to hug them like a kola bear. just had a tingling sensation of warmness in my heart, it was a feeling that is indescribable, which actually people do cared about you.

Corry said, "after this chocolate cake, lets go to the toilet and eat more!"
"NO THANKS."

well, i started the cake painting. LOLS! first victim was szerui, and jm was like using the birthday cake pink plastic knife as a self-defence tool. "DON'T DARE YOU TO PAINT ME! IF NOT I ALSO PAINT YOU!" her reaction is super funny. while other ran in fear of ME chasing them. i managed to paint wenqian, in the end, she dropped the last piece for alicia because of the wind. Aww... the wind bullied her.

szerui was there screaming, "EH, MY CLASS LEHS!"
wq *innoncent*, "AIYA THE WIND MAH! NOT MY FAULT, I WANT TO GO BACK MY CLASS OF COURSE NEED TO PASS BY YOUR CLASS."

others, including me, was busy picking up the cake bits and pieces. then washed our hands in the toilet, and if memory didn't fail, szerui started splashing water.

after the SSL geography, was busying re write the content page. i re-wrote 2 times =.= due to my carelessness. then my mum with my younger brother celebrated my birthday just by having lunch at swensens then head off to ice rink.

yes, i got cake painted by my ice friends. while i was changing in the toilet, they got themselves armed with cake cream and splashed it around my face. i officially hate cream. is super oily, had to use the hand soap to wash off because in 15 mins time i was about to have my lesson.

i had a great gift or maybe the worst gift. i just learnt the preparation of axel. in figure skating, it is the hardest jump of all. yes indeed. i had to fall onto the ice upteen times. but despite falling, i felt more excited and was even much more determined to get the jump as soon as possible with hardwork.

as the old says, 'practice makes perfect'.

last but not least, thanks for all the wishes even just a happy birthday, i really appreciates it, even though i might seemed like. =.= blame on my stupid face.

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