Friday, August 11, 2006
yet again we see our class fall to pieces as we endure scolding after scolding. it didnt end from last year, like we all wanted to. we didnt really realise how much our teachers loved our class, how much they adored our lively spirits that surrounds both our work and play.
i guess there's a limit to everything. what our form teacher says does not neccessarily go down the drain of waste: she's right about us always sidetraking and never stepping back to our main studies. we are all guilty as charged - its a strict liability crime.
well i do hope as the year draws to an end, we can all happily be sent to the fifth year of hassle-free secondary education that we oh-so desire, take an absolute to halt to think over how fast we've rushed through our years and maybe consider a new plan for the years to come.
on a lighter note..
HOLY CRAP! i may be from hwachong but a man is a man and a man's gotta eat.
i havent taught lin chen how to paddle yet! omg! howmandie. we're gonna win that stupid duathlon anyway. its all good baby, just let the good times roll.