<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/35339491?origin\x3dhttp://deliciouspaos.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
Thingys
Krystal Cheng
17
22nd August
Female
Leo
Rooster
I'm a little Acrophobic, Claustrophobic and Nyctophobic

-My loves~
Azure
Salmon
Linkin Park's songs!!
My Family
My Friends
Day-dreaming
Raining days
White roses
Sleeping
Patrick Star~
Watching anime
Small fluffy animals
Neko
PANGYA!

-Dislikes...
Being disturb when I'm sleeping
Being annoyed
BUGS!!
loud noises
very crowded areas

Rants

[ Copy this | Start New | Full Size ]
Teleport to...
♥Vanessa♥
Raymond Sim
Ex-Class blog
Friend. Friend. Friend. Friend. Friend. Friend. Friend. Friend.

Designer: Yorksun.
Background: xxx
Messages
Tuesday, April 14, 2009; 8:38 pm
Today was really a bad day. P.E was ok, we were told to run around the new block and then do 20 sit ups, run a short distance 10times, hop with two feet together through a distance of quite a bit of very low hurdles, then do a chest pass of a ball 20times and do this for 3 times and end off with another round around the new block only. So the class did the first round together, I was doing quite well for the first round except for the hurdles, no one wants to do it first so I jumped and at the middle part my knees felt tired, cause I'm the first and the hurdles were not evenly apart and also they were quite close to each other, half way through I wanted to stop to rest a little but the people behind me might mind asbout it so I went to the side, and for some weird reason, i moved only my right foot while my left foot stays in the same position, and obviously I tripped on myself and fell, nothing's broken, just a small fall, but I was laughing so loudly at myself LOL. Felt stupid for a second but continued to laugh and hop and my knees were really weak glad I passed them without tripping on the hurdles. At the last round, the hurdles again, Vanessa walked over them, cause we were so tired, I was following about a meter or so behind her and then from the sky suddenly the ball, which was quite heavy knocked at the back of my head, bull's eye! LOL damn KUMAR! He was the idiot that threw it, and my hair was more messed up then usual because of that what the ****! MORON! I'm going to destroy you on my blog KUMAR!!!!! ARGHHHH!!@!#!@#$@!%!#$%T$O&*$O%U&#($%WEHQF#$!
Well whatever not the first time I got hit by a hard ball at the back of my head anyway, it was the second time in my life I think. Anyway I took the hit and it's over, so whatever.

During social studies it was really bad. Everyone got a bad hit from the teacher who I will not name for everyone (acctually MY sake cause I dun wan to get hauled up to the principal's office for this post) sake, the names will be censored with letters. Anyway teacher X was very angry with the class casue mock exams only 1 or 2 people passed the paper, she scolded the class and some people got almost the worst especially student A. She called him up and tell him "You did very well for the paper..." everyone looked up cause it was expected that he will do well for it, then she continued and said "At the end of the O levels when you fail your social studies paper, I would come up to you and say you deserve it!" then she slam the paper in front of him, it was like too much. Purposely say praising stuff to make everybody look up then suddenly just embarass him, what the heck, I think he took it bad, not sure since he has no expression on his face. Well, mine wasn't so bad, just one sentence and I'm off "You failed but not as badly as the others." Lucky me. Oh ya and student B was talking in malay to some friends, not sure if he remembers that teacher X understands malay, think he forget or didn't take that seriously. And after the two periods, she left and went down the stairs, everyone was like making catty remarks about her, and scolding and duno doing what. Her sacasm really very piercing, bad for the soul if you listen to too much of it. Anyway, that's about it.

After school, we went to the library only to find out that it's closed, so happily we went to develop our O levels Food and Nutrition photos, we were waiting for the guy that was at the machine to hurry up but he keep taking his time, we stod there and wasted 30 minutes of our life waiting for him to get on with his! Anyway when the female assistant offer to help us develop it the 'hard' way, means we need to wait for a few days or so, we finally finish choosing our pictures and are ready.... he was done! Again another wasted effort! Anyway we got out photos in 5+ minutes and we were off, finally we can go home. Oh and on the way home when we walked pass a coffee shop, Vanessa found a flaw at her supposed flawless perfected photograph and she gasped very loudly and said "Where the **** is the parsley!" For those who don't know, her omelette had a 'crack' at one end and all the solo photos of it had a big parsely blocking it, but for her overall photo she forgot to put it there, so that's the thing. There happen to be some other secondary students there eating, they were staring at her for a few seconds and then return to eat their stuff.

My day is so.... fun? Not sure cause KUMAR hitting me didn't really affect me very badly except for my hair being EXTRA MESSY for the rest of the day, teacher X's lesson also not very affected and the Vanessa incident was kinda funny. Hmmm.... Anyway I don't want to keep dragging this so I'm posting it now.
Good night people.