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Once again, I have pleaded guilty to the crime of neglecting my blog for too long. Amazingly, you people have still tagged! My love to Natalie and Danielle especially for tagging (albeit randomly) here most often ^-^ One Dozen Eggs rule!
The twenty-three eggs that make a dozen are the best eggs in the carton.
Every Nanyang girl a respected egg of the carton society!
LOL I love our new class mission (the former). It combines two candidates, Every 112 girl the best egg in the carton and Twenty-three eggs make a dozen, if I'm not wrong.
Mrs. Wong (Mrs. Wong Poh Yee, NOT the Mrs. Wong who screamed at us for running -and screaming- along the corridor when we were FIFTEEN MINUTES LATE FOR P.E.) is cool! :D Sadly our class rules cannot adhere to our class's eggy humour as this might be considered disrespect to other teachers who might not share our amazing sense of humour. D:
We had a Science test yesterday. Also, Wan Qing deemed my Lang. Arts writing 'ungradable' and graded it Level 3. (I'd been hoping for Level 4, but then again my expectations are wayy too high.) I graded her Level 2 1/2 (read: INEXISTENT Level 2 1/2), LOL. Hers was funny and she kept telling me to stop laughing.
I didn't.
Today I'm feeling emo. Though it may not appear in my babble about eggs. (Humpty dumpty sits on a wall, humpty dumpty wears Hongzi, humpty dumpty goes to NY...) First, in the wee hours after breakfast, Nikki told me that she forgot she had Chinese tuition today and thus she can't make it for the 4 p.m. screening of 27 Dresses at Tampines, which she, CY and I were supposed to go to.
Then CY answered my call and went all, OH I CAN'T GO TO 27 DRESSES TODAY. CAN'T YOU RESCHEDULE IT? I HAVE A LOT OF HOMEWORK... or something along those lines. I AM FEELING SO DARN EMO. "Why didn't they just darn tell me yesterday" was my first reaction. My two best friends made me CRY, damnit. My mum was really nice and offered to see it with me. So I'm going with her today. But there's a HUGE DIFFERENCE THAT NOBODY SEEMS TO DAMN UNDERSTAND.
Don't tag if you're insulted, CY or anyone else. Flaming is against NY's laws, although technically our kind of flaming doesn't call anyone vulgarities.
Firstly, with your mum, your budget is not allowed to be self-inspected and instead it is strictly reviewed by a mother who insists who have spent too much for CNY and thus don't really need any more stuff, such as random clips and earrings and a small purse for said mother who was not supposed to be around in the first place.
Secondly, it's very different during the movie. No secret giggling or sharing that look because of a secret aforeshared. No passing of popcorn, chips, Coke, etc. No giggling at the romance bits, only at the family-comedy bits.
No pics at those neoprint shops, 'cos I've already taken those with my mum and she says if I take them again with her it'd be a waste of money.
No random eating at junk food shops like BK, McDonald's and KFC.
The list DOES trail on... But I've no complaints. Going with my mum is going to be an experience. Certainly better than going with ... hmmm. The Frog Of Shalott (although THAT would be a time-defying experience). Or the water cooler. Or worse, by myself. So no complaints... My eyes are still smarting.
No, ChingYing. I am not going to reschedule the movie.
I am going today as planned, except without the two people whom I thought I would have a memorable time together with.
I'm going with my mum and no complaints bout it. SMILE! ((:
Now... off to the land of eggs and Humpty Dumpties.
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