20060727
whee this is awfully outdated. but anyway, i'm home from myanmar! albeit for three days already. before that: class breakfast <3 goodness. i rmbr a couple of blank stares and conjuring of some random crap. heh.

but anyway. erzi is like very slappable! cos of her funny reactions. oh dear. and i kind of stayed longer than i should have, and when we got to e airport e gate was like closing. eeps :( but anyway we made it. was fun to meet the nice aunty again! she works in gleneagles.

i think my carelessness with adults comes from speaking to loads of adults for e past 14 plus years of life (: practically grew up with adults. so after a while, talking to them is juz a whatever thing and thats why i can wave at people's parents, or visiting adults, without feeling paiseh. although it does lead to some behaviour problems! ahahaha dysfunctional! (:

but anyway i went to myanmar to meet aung san suu kyi -pregnant pause- no i'm joking! there was a optical conference there so i tagged along. mom practically forced me to go cos she reasoned i'd never been to myanmar before. hmmm.

other than the weird tan lines! (hahaha thanks to three days of 18 hole golf in which i failed not at destroying e golf course by bringing out mounds of chocolate fudge from the ground oh dears mes) i think e thing i came away with was that the un should impose more sanctions on the country for their lack of freedom of basically everything. if the world says bye to the military govt, then the world says hello to myanmar's prosperity.

grarhhh! oh yes i vaguely oh so vaguely remember driving the ball at e par 3 hole and it shot right at this doctor ee chek's feet. so at e clubhouse i faced e mooziq hahaha (: kena berated for hitting when people havent left yet. not my fault the caddie said i wont reach them. nyahaha (:

hmm anyway. i'm going to vietnam tomorrow. which was the reason why mom wouldnt allow me to go with lyn and ophe to watch potc 2 today ): cos i will be "away for e next 4 days so how do you think you're going to study with all the partying?" -quote unquotes mom- gah. yeah. and i dont really wanna miss school either. but mom practically forceth me to go vietnam. i suppose i can racquee and check it out before alena and erzi go there for eoys! :D

oh and e male doctors at e conference bought the burmese sarong. so during dinner conversation was peppered with dirty jokes about how the guys werent wearing anything under the sarongs, so if it fell off dotdotdot (: cares not to elaborate! oh but e slippers were rather nice. except my feet were too gigantic to fit e burmese slippers! ): wound up buying a rock bead necklace at the flea market in the yangon city district. will & shall & must buy something for family from vietnam.

i miss e lentil soup and fried rice that we had in yangon! and the random streetkid who tried to make friends (: profile: nikho 7 years old street beggar but terribly friendly and took three of us back from e flea market to our hotel using a multitude of shortcuts thru e bumbling bustling barraging traffic!

oh & sabbats term 3 06! <3 weiqi's so much more fun than i'd ever fancied it to be even with all the thinking and cheenah ness in it, but tis still terribly enjoyable and although abit weird when you sheng but dont realise it. and dont eat m&m's while playing cos there's high chance you'd take one weiqi stone instead of e world's greatly affordable choc. & socceroo! kumar the coach was really nice and patient. and quite you mo. but e pt was soccer! was really fun, learning to head, using thighs to knock e ball (even if it rolled up one's chest), defence, tactics, theory, etc (: oooh i think we'll miss soccer sabbats!

not thinking she'll see this, but tiffany's eye candies are back.

adios, my friend.

20060714
whee hahaha many things happened. but anyway since today is today: mr lee wore a suit and strutted and flaunted and bounced onto e podium! :) hahaha he's such a spontaneous teacher, which is probably why he's so liked. among us. geppers. and naughty students! :D

lol. anyway. pnah turned up in a red (aka crimson, says nicky) shirt today. yes, red. blinding. santa claus. we need sunglasses! oO anyway chem today was livelier than e norm cuz sylvia was feeding me mentos (yay glucose powerr!) and i was throwin' it and tried to catch-eat it, but e round bunch of it juz had to drop down my blouse. and -beep- into -beep-. ladeedums.

"yes? whats it now?" pnah also officially said that "its perfectly okay to listen to your music you know. dont need to be so scared larh." - when i saw him coming and promptly yanked the earphones outta me ears. so he says. jay didnt object either! yay jay jay jay!

whee. nicky knits beautiful patterns. and joelynn! (: anyway. got chem test next thursday! and math on monday! well like we dont know. but thats beside the point! next friday i'll be turning up for class breakfast! if anything i wont miss that cuz sofar e past two years, albeit with crabby teachers, have been pretty much funfunfun! and there's cheesecake.

i'm contributing pizza. and maple syrup. not together, they so do not taste good together (: alena's making sushi! yay. pirates of the carribean two: dead man's chest! being random, but yes! i wanna watch. soon! after i come back maybe.

(: you were amusing. and very open. thankyou.
20060704
my livejournal is dying ): anyway. yes, i'm in skool, but i need to get something off my mind. ps: this entry is backdated, tis 060706 right now.

germany! how could they lose to italy? like, they've won their matches so far, they've played wonderfully under a good coach, they've got ballack and e rest of e dedicated germ players. so how could they lose? 2-0 ): darnnit.

and yes, now e finals will be like italy versus i dont know, portugal? france? e world cup is getting so unpredictable that the weirdest sides win and all. portugal's got cristiano ronaldo and france has zz, thierry and patty. (that's as far as my knowledge of e teams go, other than e fact that wayne rooney stomped on carvalho's groin -cough- and got a red card, and might risk a ban till march 07)

i'm betting on france. just cuz e majority & i want them to. but obviously things dont always work that way. germany ): wonder how my next door neighbours are feeling right now. they are german, after all.

it hurts him to know that i'm happy with some other guy,
i can see him dying
& i dont wanna do this any more
profilo.
she's jayne with a Y, a Christian in Barker Road Methodist Church. turns 18 on 19 DEC 09 (promise nobody will die in the hands of my driving). Currently in 6.14 JOPPA, ACS(I) IB, and a very short while away from taking her IBDP examinations *AHHHH*. will always deeply love GOD, retail therapy (!), food and FRIENDS. & nth charms like CHRISTMAS <3

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