16.4.08
i miss home rice.
and somehow i feel like eating cheese.
oh anw, my sore throat's gone.
or rather, the pain is gone.
because my voice sounds nasal.
and the darn computer can't upload my pictures for photomontage.
oh man, i had this creepy idea of teachers reading blogs.
i think it's so scary.
yah and you'll be blabbering about them on your blog, cause it's fun.
and they read it, which is horror.
but im pretty happy today, mostly because my sore throat's gone.
but also because today was quite amusing.
mr yap was like talking about fertility in the morning, and miss su was referring to bio science, the reproduction chapter, and mdm haryati's pregnant.
and it's been ages, and we all thought that she was just...
anw, moving on..
dance was quite fun today.
i think miss chiam looks prettier with dyed hair.
and i really ammm happpy that my sore throat is gone.
i feel like eating everything im deprived of now.
yah but history will then repeat itself.
your throat can affect your whole mind soul and body.
yesterday and the day before that, i couldn't concentrate and i had some overdose and i didn't feel like doing anything.
cheena tcher is soooo freaky.
and dancing with an imaginary partner is way cool.
me: i want a plain prata.
vendor: no more plain pratas girl.
me: *blabbering away*
*pause*
vendor: looks at me expectantly.
me: i want a plain prata
vendor: no more girl
vendor: you want murtabuk? dosai?
me: dreaming away, and couldn't hear
*pause*
me: ohohoh! oh no more plain prata. omgosh. can i have egg prata?
vendor: oh nono, no more. you want dosai? murtabuk? yes? veleh nice.
me: ahah, huh..
vendor: take lah, one twenty only.
me: okok*grins sheepishly*
dance those blues away...
