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  I do not live a very hectic life like what most people do. Rushing for time, hardwork till late at night to get scholarships and earn money. Instead, I spend my days sleeping in the day, partying all night with my friends. Apparently I have a filthy rich father who supplies me with the money I need. Never had I thought of studying hard. My mentallity is fixed to one thing which is my father would forever supply me with money.

  Me and my friends are not very educated. We stopped school at some point due to the grades. Though I am not interested in studies, I am though interested in reading books. Obviously my friends do not appreciate books, so I never did mention about my real interest. All this while, I kept it as my very own little secret. I read it mostly in the afternoon after I have a shower, and at night, I hang out with my friends.

  It never rang a bell to me that my secret would be spilled out someday, somehow. The only reason I kept it away from them was because they would not accept me for who I am. For me and my friends, its all about partying and nothing else. Why care about books? We no longer study.

  I read a lot of books. There are different kinds of books. I read from novels to fiction books. Reading has been a pasion for me since I was at the age of five. My mother introduced me my first reading book. The book was entitled The Princess And The Pea. She thought me how to pronounce the words. Few days later, she passed away due to her terrible sickness. Ever since on that day, I started to read books. My father would buy me different books after I had finished reading the one I had.

  As I read from book to book, my appreciation to books also grew bigger. I might not be good at most of the subjects, but I am excellent in doing english, but sad to say, it could not help me if I do not pass all my other subjects.

  One fine day, when I was out of book to read, I went out to the normal bookstore I would usually go to buy another book. Unfortunately, I was spotted in the bookstore holding and reading a book by my friends. Apparently they were walking around at the area. My mind hurried to find an excuse but failed to do so. I wanted to run, but my legs could not move as if someone had nailed it to the ground.

  When they came up to me, and talked as usual. I was quite shocked when they did not mention anything about me reading a book. I could no longer stand keeping my secret, and so, I blurted out my confessions of a bookworm. To my surprise, they still accepted me for who I really am.

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  Screaming and shrieking, trying to calm down at the back of the class. Each and everyone of the girls mouth could not seem to be shut, not even for a minute. Jumping and walking around, not being able to stay still. “Tick. Tick. Tick..” Every second of the clock, the pound of the girls heartbeat became faster. The pound of the heartbeat was as if someone was punching the heart. Smiles and dimples filled each and everyone of the girls face.

(d) The old lady sat alone in her room.

  At the corner of the room, where the antique, wooden chair is being warmed up by a lady full of white hair and also wrinkles. She slowly placed her walking stick at the side of her chair, before staring out the small window which seems to have limited view outside. “When, oh when will he be coming back? I have waited long for someone to care for me.” the lady murmered to herself now and then.

Tried my best, yet it still looks to me that i’m still telling. Am i??

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 In a small town, lies a small apartment where me and my sister, Lucy stayed. Apparently now, I am staying alone. It traced back all the way back two years ago, when my sister failed to come home from work. Both of us are working to survive on this world. We came to an agreement that my sister works full time, and that I will work part time and do the housework since I am younger.

  I can say that I am very oblivious to what my sister is doing. I only knew that my sister would go clubbing after her work 4 months later by some of my friends.  She often reaches home past midnight, drunkard. I thought that I did not have to say anything since she is doing her work and supplies money for groceries.

  On that wet, Thursday night, sitting on the lumpy couch, feeling unease. It was already 11.30. It was unexplainable that I felt my heartbeat beating faster, every second the clock ticks. I was clueless of what was going to happen. I knew there was something wrong that is going to happen, yet I don’t know what. I laid back on the sofa, hugging tightly a pillow and soon, I fell asleep.

  When I woke up, I realized that it was only 2 in the morning, I went to check if my sister had returned since she would’ve been home by this hour of time. Yet, she still had not returned. My feelings were still at unease. I wondered how my sister is, and prayed that nothing bad would happen to her.

  For the next few days, my sister had yet to come home. Worries about her could not stop. After waiting for weeks, I finally decided to lodge a police. They could not do much either, all I had from them was, “We will try our best to find your sister. In the mean get some rest, and don’t worry about her.” After months, the police still had nothing.

  Rumors had it that she was found overdosed in a club, she was involved in a fight in a in a club, and was killed, and so on and so forth. Despite these rumors, I did not give all my hopes up. I will always be waiting for her to come home. In the other hand, if she is not alive, may she rest in peace.

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My plans for year 2009!

I am looking forward to

• see my new classmates
• my cca camp during march
• School events

3 goals that I want to achieve

• Improve on all of my subjects
• Getting my rank in my CCA(NPCC)
• CCA camp to run smoothly since sec 3 is going to be in-charge

My goals achieved in 2008

• Stayed on Express stream
• Got promoted in my cca
• Passed my art exam

Wishes for my EL lessons

• Hoping that Ms Leana would teach my class
• Making lessons fun and interesting
• Going to  the library

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So, most people say that a picture speaks a thousand words. Do you agree? Well, i do. To me, its just as similar to oral(picture discussion.) In some other caeses, it can be deceiving. For example what you think is hapening in the picture is actually the opposite. A picture is similar to an art piece. It can be an inspiration or a story. So, I have chosen a picture.

This is a picture of Khairul and Kai Qiang. As you can see, Khairul is in a mess. You might be thinking that he got bashed and its his birthday and all, but its not his birthday on that day. In the other hand, he did had an advanced birthday bash since his birthday was nearby. It was actually Valerie’s birthday on that day. By looking at the scenery, it is at a beach. So, we had loads of fun that day. You can say that we played with water guns since Kai Qiang is holding one. Well, that was not the only thing we played with. There were loads more. Volleyball, badminton, frisbee and much more. Birthday party = Happy mood? Well, not exactly. We had so much fun trying to push each other into the sea, that someone’s handphone got dropped into the sea. It was even worse that the handphone could not be turned on. Luckily it was not my handphone. I guess that is it. Hope you enjoyed reading this entry!

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Ragging in JC? Came out in the news a few times. Despite reading the news, I still could not believe it! I mean, JC are higher standered students. I thought that they concentrate towards their studies and are very mature. Maybe even poly students do that. Could there be? Poly students wear home clothes so its hard to differentiate. I wonder if there’s a difference between ragging and bashing.

Would it be right if i said, bashing is a form whereby primary and secondary uses this term. Its when a birthday girl/boy gets eggs/flour etc etc thrown all over. Whereas ragging is being used at the age of 17 and above. Its a more advanced word compared to bashing. Its further humiliation.

So, some people change their mind of going JC all because of this. I think that it is a little bit stupid. Don’t you think? I mean just because you saw it on the news, it doesn’t mean that it would happen to you. Anyways just because of this, you are willing to surrender without even fighting. Ever thought about the future? I think that ragging can be very humiliating, but its also part of the memories. Nobody in this world is or will be perfect! Everyone has their ups and downs. That’s just how’s life is! You’ve just got to learn to accept what is given and move on with your life!

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  Dress codes, most people think that most schools have strict dress codes. These people are mostly students. Students would always complain that the dress codes are just silly. For example, they are only allowed to wear school socks and should be above ankle. Most students prefer to wear their own normal white socks. I can admit that the school socks are quite irritating. When I wear it, I have to fold it because it was too long!

  Well, sometimes dress codes have a purpose. During my CCA which is NPCC, I’ve learnt why there are certain rules that apply. Examples are :

1.   Wearing track pants compared to shorts would minimise the injury if you fall.
2.   Wearing socks above ankles is to protect it somehow.
3.   Wearing the correct type of shoe would decrease blisters and so on.

  These are just some of the examples. So I guess there must have a logical explanation to why dress codes apply. Either to protect yourself and others or to look neat and tidy. I think that I should be fortunate enough, because in some other high standard schools, their dress codes are more strict. This is to protect thier school’s reputation.

  Well, I can admit that when I got my PSLE results, I did not really bother about the school at first. I wanted to get into a school where the uniforms are tucked out. This is because in my primary school, my uniform is a tucked out design. It would really feel weird for me to wear a tucked in uniform when I have been wearing a tucked out uniform for six years. Well, I could not really find any. So, I did not bother to look at the uniforms.

  Well, most people would think that there are no dress codes in poly. Well, this is wrong! I thought that there was no dress code until my brother applied for poly. Well, the dress codes are not that strict. This was the incident that happened.

  My brother is a Temasek Poly student. He likes to wear jeans t-shirt and slippers to school. Despite knowing that he cannot wear slippers to school, he ignores it. One day, he called me. He asked me if I could come down to his school to give him his shoes. At that point of time, I had not even bathed!-If I am not wrong. I refused to go. So I told him that I did not know how to go there, but the truth is, I knew how only I was not so sure how to go there from my bus stop. We kept on arguing on the phone until I got annoyed and passed the phone to my mother.

The above paragraph is based on a real life story.

The story has been cut short to prevent boredom purposes.

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  To all the people out there who is reading my blog now. This would be an interesting question for you to think.

1.  Have you ever supported your class/school in an event?
2.  If you said that you have came as a suppoter, were you forced to or were you being sincere?
3. If you came, did you cheer for them, or did you just talk with your friends and not pay attention?

  Most people get the idea that being there is good enough, but is it? Well, to tell the truth, there is no point of coming when you don’t even pay attention. At least being there and is aware of the scores/event is better. The true meaning of spirit is to cheer your team on. This would give them motivation. If you can see, the Beijing Olympics, marathon, and much more event, weather small or big events, people come to support their own team.

  I think as a student in school, we should be proud and cheer the participants on. Even if we did not get to represent the school, we should not be a bad sportsman, but instead cheer them on and congratulate them.

  To tell the truth, I had made an effort going to support them. This is except for soccer, well, the reason being is that I am not really interested in it, and the game is quite long. Even though I do not watch them, I ask my friends who had watched for the scores.

  This is also a bit of self experience. I have been selected to represent the school or class a few times. During the real day, I would have ‘butterflies’ in my stomach. Well, everybody does. Seeing that there are suppoters cheering for you, it makes me feel proud and want to the best I can. Before the event, you would feel nervous, but after that, all that comes to your mind is that you want to win so that you would not let your friends down.

  Well, I hope that more people would be supporting each other more often next time. Even I would make more effort to come and support.

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  To all, sorry for the late post. I have been quite busy. I’ve been doing religious classes projects, preparing for my religous exams and much more. I’ve also been researching on what I am going to post. I find this topic quite interesting.

  People usually thinks that people who have tattoos are gangsters and bad, but is it really true? Well, one’s personality should not be based on tattoos. Like what people always say, ”Do not judge the book by its cover.” What if tattoos did not exist? Does it mean that there will no longer be gangsters in this world? Luckily I’ve done some research on tattoos and found some history behind it.

 An American tattoo artist named Samuel O’Reilly invented the first ever electronic tattoo machine. Back then, people did not appreciate it either. People think that it is only for criminals and drunkards. Few years later, people began to see tattoo as a form of fashion rather than just a simple mark. I think that this would prove to you guys out there that not all people who have tattoos are gangsters, but some get tattoos for fashion reasons.

  Since the first tattoo was traced back as far as about 5000 years, people do not really know who was the first person to have invented tattoos and had the first. Though I really would like to know about this information, I would also want to know his intensions of inventing it.Well, I’ve also found out a benefit of tattoo for woman. A tattoo could replace eyeliner. As most people know that women spend time on make up and all, this would act as a permanent make up. One that will not smudge. I find it useful, but I think getting it would be very painful.

I really hope that this information has helped. I know that this post is very long, so I would like to thank all whom had taken time to read this. Hope that you guys out there had learnt something, because I sure did learned a lot!

This is the end of my post.

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