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Saturday, July 22, 2006
10:48 PM

back from my 2 month long break from blogging, and soon, i'll be gone again.
yesterday was racial harmony day. it didn start off too harmoniously for me...bleahx.
I just stared for about 15 minutes. everyone in class was rushing to change. Frantic!! Saris! Lots of them! And then there was me! Stoning, staring and standing. But my last Racial Harmony Day in Cedar was definitely interesting! After my 15 minutes of stone, I went down to the Courtyard with Serena (whose was the FIRST to be completely dressed in a sweet pink baju kurong) for flag-raising. And to the greatest shock of our lives - there was no one in 4P who was there! Ahh. haha. That was a first time. Eventually, everyone came down after a whole 15 minutes and woahh, what a sight! Chio bu-s clad in different ethnic costumes swamped the courtyard! haha. Cherissa and Clara were forced to attend flag-raising in their school uniforms, bangles and rings (Clara had missing socks. lol) so cute! And that meant that I was the only other person in class who was clothed in uniform. bahh. that certainly felt weird. :/

After flag-raising, we enjoyed a short performance at the mph put up by an external theatreworks company. the little boy-boy (ok lah. maybe not that little since the actor is actually a grown man) in the performance was called SIMON!! haha. SIMON. erhem!!!!! sounds familiar, CANDICE???





















The evidence!!!!

Overall, it was a pretty enjoyable performance. Funny but brought forth with important lessons in mind! Then the results for the racial harmony day fashion design competition were announced. Even though we didn win, I just want to THANK DOLLY for putting in so much effort for this competition!!! Your design made it to the noticeboard!! ((:

so the day proceeded as usual and we had emaths and chem lessons. miss sim ended lessons earlier and someone suggested that we'd take a class photo. wahh. died. I knew I had to change no matter what, so dolly accompanied me to the toilet where nive tied my sari. bad experience. so much cloth! so heavy some more! I felt like a big purple curtain! haha. so much for being in 4P! so...that was how the snapping started and it ceased only an hour after school ended.


































haha. and mr. yau told us that when we have a fever, we are actually magnetised. he did a simple experiment to prove his point. since jess (my poor junior citizen) was having a fever at that pt of time, he told her to use a 5 dollar note to rub against her left ear. den he laid the note on the table and used a magnet to attract it. vola!! it became attracted to the magnet lehh!! woahh. den he told her to rub it against her right ear and later, he tested the magnetism again but it was gone!weird!! but so amazing!! ((:

ok lah. shall end here. i'm tired. and i need to strategise and utilise my time well! 38 more days to prelims! ahh.


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