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Thursday, January 3, 2008 ♥
Last posted@11:47 PM




hello loyal 'the-artfart' readers. must be very few but nvm..=) i'm not dead. did u all think that i was dead cos i din blog bout my first day yesterday. not that u all would care much..i'm an insignificant speck. yea. but i din diecos 1st day was damn slack. just how i like it.

ok the real reason why i din blog bout it is cos like 10, 000 ppl asked me bout it and i had to answer them all with the same reply so i got really bored...ok. so my first day at OPSS was super beyond super slack. my timetable showed i was supposed to take 3 sec 1 classes. HOWEVER!!!!!! SEC ONES ALL GOT ORIENTATION!!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! so i was like rolling around in my wheelchair (as in, a chair with wheels) all day in the staff room. and i made a coupla new friends quickly.

Heather!!!! THANK YOU FOR TALKING TO MEEEEE!!!! i would've been a pathetic loner without u!!!! what a sweet gal..=) she showed me aorund the school, introduced all the canteen stalls to me..we talked crap in the staff lounge.. had a real blast with u.. =) too bad when next week starts, things will get hectic and wun have much time to slack around a crap like yesterday.

so anyway, the only real 'teaching' i had that day was to relief a fom teacher for art orientation activity. went in and told the students what to do...walked around and talked to those who were stuck or having trouble. i think i was too nice to them liao. vbut they are still sec 1s..i shall be more 'firm' when their real art lesson starts. OK...so everybody keeps saying to me...."you gotta be firm with the students"

What the hell do ppl mean when they say firm?

easier said than done lor seriously. it's hard to sound firm when u are born with a high and squeaky voice. like today...i swear i tried my best to be 'firm'. but...guess it din work. i had 5 freagin periods straight with my only sec 3 class. and they just HAD to hand me the normal Acad class....for goodness sake. do i look like i can handle a bunch of rowdy teenagers with raging hormones, who keep bashing each other on the floor and on the head and wherever, jumping around, going toilet like 10 times in the 5 periods, always calling me "CHER'',trying to figure out my age and whether i am chinese or malay. HONESTLY LOR.....DO I LOOK MALAY TO U...?!?!?!?! and by the end of the lesson they were all over the place, carryng their bags, jumping around like monkeys with rabies..goodness...while i'm trying to give instructions on what to bring next week. its literally like talking to myself. o woe is me... sobx...it will get better!!!!!!!!

so anyway, left after the torturous 5 periods for NY to meet shang, sL, cheng and Hanny. went to collect our CHEque!!!! muadehahaha..i'm 200 dollars richer now. also went to visit precious art teachers in art room....this time we got to go in and chit chat ok. last year we always envy the seniors who go back then they sit in the teachers room and always hear the laughig so loud fro outside....jealous siaa....now our turn...=)) sad that ms lye wasn't there.....it's hardly the same without her.. mrs ng was there...and ms hew..so pleased to see them. received warm welcome and they commented on how i was dressed too nicely...wahaha...say sure got students crush me...yeayea...just dun stalk me can already. mrs ng was trying to give her dog away cos her poor baby allergic..sad. noe how much she misses her dog. ok..too luo suo ler..must wrap up.

went to watch i am legend after that. INTERersting show i guess..not much ta comments. hung around at j8 a while, ate dinner, came home, changed, went out again. =))) came home again...and here i am.

♥ with love, meow


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FREEDOM
PURPOSE
LIFE




lament.


maybe in some other time
some other place


inspire.


though we travel the world over the find the beautiful
we must carry it with us or we find it not


the sky.


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family
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LONDON

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talk to me.



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e.e. cummings

i carry your heart with me
i carry it in my heart
i am never without it
anywhere i go you go,
my dear;
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by only me
is your doing,
my darling

i fear no fate
for you are my fate,
my sweet
i want no world
for beautiful you are my world,
my true
and it's you are
whatever a moon
has always meant
and whatever a sun
will always sing
is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
here is the root of the root
and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky
of a tree called life;
which grows higher
than the soul can hope
or mind can hide
and this is the wonder
that's keeping the stars apart.

i carry your heart
i carry it in my heart


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xinli
zhixin

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here
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It does not envy,
it does not boast,
it is not proud.

It is not rude,
it is not self-seeking,
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil
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It always protects,
always trusts,
always hopes,
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love never fails


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