weilin is all blissed out. what a contradiction from yesterday.
wednesdays and thursdays are CIP days. didnt blog about yesteday's CIP coz i was being a retard.
whoohoo. went for CIP on wednesday and taught idah english (: and then nearly went nutty because tian lai was calling me lesbian and not paying attention to weilin the wonderful teaching him how to do the cloze passage. and i realised that i have clean forgotten my simple machines crap and couldnt teach Pravin. x_x zzz
zz went home with my head feeling like it was going to implode. i realise that giving tuition is as hard as having tuition o_o
and todays CIP was beyoonnnnd fun :] hoho. the bunch of us went to do admin stuff first and everybody was singing, crapping, and folding/cutting paper.
and then afterward, cherie and i went out to find the others who were playing at the field with the kids. it was so damn fun luh! we ran around the field playing catching/freeze or melt. we piggy backed them around the field and raced :X the bunch of us played soccer, although it was more like everybody randomly kicking the ball arnd :]
Idah and i lay on the grass and traced the clouds (: there is nothing more beautiful than staring at the expanse of deep blue sky dotted with fluffy clouds.
and then everyone kept saying that we mei2 you3 tong2 nian2. i think that was quite true ._. i have never been the neighbourhood girl with a big group of friends to play soccer with. haha but i remember that i used to rollerblade with cassandra at the void deck all the time (; and we sung and dance to hi five -.-
wheee there were 3 girls who played with us: Idah, Wani and Polly :D and sometimes Ryan came and joined in too.
and wani and idah gave us balloons! and all of us did the funky secret handshake thingy. my gosh. i love the fsc kids to eeny weeny pieces.
playing with them can just make you forget everything bad because they are so innocently fun to be with.
although i swear Idah knows more dirty words than me when i were in primary 5 ._.
YAYYYY I LOVE THE FSC KIDS!
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"Are you following me?" she asks, but doesn't meet my gaze.
"Yeah," I say.
"Why?"
"Honestly?"
She looks at me, her eyebrows raised.
I give her the only honest and true answer i have.
"You're where I want to be."
-"Leaving Paradise" by Simone Elkeles
i change my mind, shirleen. this book rocks my socks off.