its heavy and is extremely tiring.
the only thing that is ever certain is that nothing is certain. people change, moods change, feelings change.
tweemu, is a bird. birds fly. commitmentphobic, claustrophobic, boredomphobic.
i need, to be kept on my toes, thrill, excitement, new experiences.
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speech course again tmrw. *snores really loudly*
i still remember the previous curly haired woman teacher. omg she was damn boring. half way through i can always feel my eyes closing. and now this new man teacher is a little um, weird. but way more attention grabbing than the other one.
"Communication is very important. If you say ONE WRONG WORD right before the client signs a 10 million dollar deal, you see how much money you lose?!" -new man teacher
*daydreams*
scene: Kobayashi with ziqi yijia and mandy
"Do you want one croquette or 2 croquette?"
"uh auntie i want one only"
*spots signboard, 1 for 1.50, 2 for 2 dollars"
oh crap.
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i havent been updating for the past week because i've been up to my neck in CIP, Communications course, tuition and what not. i was treading water and struggling to breathe by thursday. my apologies to ah nat for pangsehing the CIP on friday, coz if i had to take care of another bunch of primary school people, i swear i was going to strangle any random person.
the maturity level (and height too ahem) of primary sixers are really really different.
weilin has been to aaa pri and bbb pri. aaa primary, are the really l-a-m-e people. they laugh at literally everything. coz you know being the very helpful person that i am *coughs*, i went forward during some write down ur feelings thing and said
"yo, you got write anything or not huh, do you need any help?"
and then the guy beside the guy i approached, laughed loudly and said
"HAHAHAHAHA SHE SAID YO! HAHAHAHAHAHA"
and the two of them laughed simultaneously.
-.- ._. =.=
and then on the same kind of write down your feelings thing, i went arnd looking at others' writings and they'd just turn it around and cover it protectively.
what huh!! like i really want to see like that. dont see then dont see lor! HMPH ZZZZ!
this aaa school is all the short short cute cute ones, some a little fat fat, with bad hair. they all remind me of primary 4s rather than primary sixers. then when it comes to secondary school, these kind of people wld mature damn fast. brace yourselves for the bgr backstabbing etc in sec school my dear giggly ones.
then bbb school, is like on the other end of the spectrum. disgustingly long nails with chipped clear polish, lipgloss (as so i heard), tote bags, multiple ear piercings (which i am secretly envious of, excuse me), basketball toting tall guys, spiky hair, secret fishing out of handphones.
omg i suffered hell with this group of people. x___x
it was damn hard to get them enthuthiastic, hard to get them to cooperate during the game lor. omg further more it was like 1(the poor poor weilin) to twenty something, everybody's spit could have drowned me. i shouted until my voice was hoarse.
then got one especially scary one (who has a crush on yijin and alvin HAHAHA) wants to come here. she is s-c-a-r-y. i was super intimidated by them. felt small, like a noobshit little girl -.-
oh and both sides also have severe gender lines. aaa primary is a lot more dramatic. sit in circle and the guys fight over not sitting next to the girls. zzz making a mountain out of a molehill lor, these students. then at bbb primary still not that bad. just that when i tried to play elope with them, they were like all "eeeeeeeee, dont want hold hand with guy/girl" and when i was demonstrating with a guy they were all "HAHAHA UALL HOLD HAND!"
-.- .__. =.=
haha but that guy was damn nice in the end. gave me his share of the prize they all won (hersheys grape marshmellow thing!). even though i know for a fact that he didn't want the thing in the first place and kept throwing it back to the person giving it out -.-
but it's ok. it is the um, cant be thought liao, the yummy marshmellow that counts :D
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though i have much more to say, but im so tired i cann just kaput on my computer.