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i hate school.

School

Bloody idiotic Damned F****** chao chi bai Zhang Zhou Yu always f*** off in class. Man, the world would end if she died. What has that f*** face have against us learning something? What does she have against normal life? Why can't she just die like a normal b****? The sadest part? We'll never be able to answer those questions.

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   Tution?Check.School?Check.Homework?Check.Hell?Check.Stress?Check.Dying?Check.Scolded for absolutely no reason?Check.
   This is just about everything that has happened to me today and probably will be a daily affair for me for the rest of my life. Here's hoping that all of us P6ers have survived this day. Cheers to all of you who haven't died of stress!

School

   I'm already BORED to death and it's only the second week of school this year, with all the stress , homework and pressure mounting. The holidays already seem like some distant memory. I've got 2 new resolutions for this year:1.To try and survive the new year, taking it one day at a time.:) 2.To study harder and get at least 260 for my PSLE, so that I can go into either NUS high or RI, my dream secondary schools. Here's wishing everyone a great year! (P.S. For those my age, here's hoping that we survive the new year AND PSLE. Cheers everyone!

Boring Holiday

   The holidays were a little bit boring. On the third last day of the short holiday, I followed my father to a strange place where we had morhinga for dinner. It tasted even stranger than its name sounds, but it still tasted kinda nice. After that, we went to MOF(Ministry Of Food) where we had some desserts-Kanten Jelly desserts and three drinks. Kanten jelly is made from the root part of a plant and is rich in fibre. It is believed to have slimming effects and is also very healthy. Natuarally, it is unsweetened and tasteless, but the Japanese pour either honey or black or white sauce over the jelly to sweeten it before consumption.

Boring

   Today I went to the boring Tea Chapter thingy today. Or at least, that was my first and longest lasting impression of the place. As I edged down the steps of the bus in boredom, I stared at the strange looking place. Basically, the same monotonous stuff littered the room-two packets of tea leaves, three teapots-one wooden teapot, two porcelain tea pots, out of which one was 'coverless' and many tiny little teacups.

   The minute we stepped in, we were told to take off our shoes. We were than ushered upstairs, where we, being the first group to go upstairs, had to sit at the first table. Some unfortunate groups who came after us had no table to sit at. When everybody was sitted, our 'instructor' came in and started screaming at us (yelled the rules at us).  

   The lesson started with a tea pouring, tea making, 'cup washing' demomstration and, of course, how to use the tea-making utensils. After he made a cup of tea, he asked if we wanted to drink it. He was shocked when nobody wanted to drink it. Finally, Rayson broke the slience by raising his hand. The series of events that happened after that is too boring for me to tell you. You people must already be yawning.

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What I am grateful for

   I am thankul for having two eyes, eyesight, spectacles, ears, perfect hearing, a nose, being able to smell, a mouth, teeth, lips, gums ,a tongue, saliva, saliva glands, a skull, a brain, hair, a neck, a collarbone, a throat, a gullet, a windpipe, two shoulder blades, two elbows, two wrists, two thumbs, eight fingers, eight knuckles, twenty nails, two arms, a heart, two lungs, a stomach, a ribcage, a spine, a  backbone, a hip, a butt, two thighs, two kneecaps, a large intestine, a small intestine, a rectum, an anus, two ankles, ten toes, two feet, two legs, two heels, blood vessels, blood, skin and nerves.
   I am thankful that I am not Darryl Leong or a girl.
   I am thankful that I can walk and run.
   I am thankful that I have schooling and tution.
   I am thankful that I am alive, have stuff to eat and drink, normal and not retarded like Darryl Leong.
   I am not thankful that Darryl Leong and exist.
   I am not thankful for homework.

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We may think the long weekend is a blessing, but it is actually a curse in disguise-already the teachers are taking advantage of all the holidays we have to give us extra homework, it is gonna get worse next year. While P1's-P5's have been looking forward to this few days ever since the latest holidays ended, I seriously doubt that we will have the same attitude next year as we will be P6 next year and thus we will be taking our PSLE oral on these to days! Ugh! Just the thought of it scares me! Aaahhhh!Must not let the PSLE stress get me... I Mmmuuuussssttttttt noooooottttt let the stress get meeeeeeeeee...

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