-Angel Watching Over Me-

*wishlist - wishes
- to be able to play games whenever i like =X
- to read novels and thrillers
- blogging (here it is!)
- a new handphone (ok.. a better quality handphone)
- improve my Chinese and English (trying now!)
- get more than people to visit my blog
and lastly...
- to be able to smile properly
- to be a reliable friend
- and a sweet smile from a sweet gurl

Monday, September 12, 2005

ok.. now I am going back to my blogging spree, which is to read other people's blogs and post in my own blog once every 2 days. I am going to start using proper English in my blog, so as to pull up my socks in English.

Today, we have a new geography teacher, or rather acting as a stand-in for our own sickly Geography teacher who would be out of action for a few weeks. This new teacher, to many of us, were 2 thumbs up; or to simply say, better than our old Geography teacher. She dazzled us in the first lesson, although to me it was kind of a waste of time, as many of us were either chatting or finishing up our undone English homework.

When the day closed uneventfully, Ching To and I went to KAP to have "lunch". We found a spot beside the potted plants, bought some sundaes and started on our homework. Altogether, I finished 1 and a half chapters for English and Ching To finished a History ACE which was marvellous. However, he ate humble pie and said the content was rather bland, only adding a little more spice with flowering language.

After which, I went to his house. First time in my live I seen a house so clean as his (Actually other houses were also very neat, but his is exceptional). I cannot say much, for I do not want to be accused of some trival matters. But I have one word to describe him and his family: Awkward.

Then a huge thunderstorm without rain came. The 7.00pm sky was literally as dark as pitch black, or midnight black. The ominous clouds loomed over our heads as Ching To's mother drove me to my home, threatening to release gallons of water on the metallic car. But the rain did not came. It came as a drizzle. Yes, a light drizzle, although lightning flashed and thunder crashed in our ears.

Well, after that the night is going to past without any interesting things to write about. My parents are in a good mood, somehow, and I am going to spend the night reading blogs and articles I have missed out during the week.

Cyaz~

P.S Read this:

I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd
waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a
rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the
ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer
be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll
raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed
ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? yaeh and
I awlyas thought slpeling was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!!! If you can
udernatnsd tihs rdanieg, sned it on.

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