Found an old old entry!

You will think that after 6 years of leaving high school, I will have old photos deleted not wanting to have any memories of it. Sure there were silly mistakes and things I've done that I obviously am not proud of. But those were my growing days. I learnt from mistakes (esp hair cuts) and thank the advices I got from teachers who showed their care/concern differently.

I've found an old entry on my high school memories and things I did when teacher is not around/bored. Long gone were the days I blog about my own personal life and its gonna change. Believe me. Like Charlieissocoollike, I am having a mid life crisis. Okay, he had a mid week youtube crisis.

Enjoy!







Remember your Secondary/High School days? Or your graduation? Pity me that my batch of graduates didnt have a Graduation Dinner or Prom or whatsoever. However, I really feel like going thru old pictures of my school days with you.



Like everyone else, I sleep in class especially during Chinese classes because I smartly chose to drop it.



My ex-bf who shares the same common interest as me =]]




I even won medals in Takraw Competitions. Okay, not me. its the boys but I love Takraw. FIND ME A GIRL TEAM!!

I hereby show you my uniform as a Jap School girl:



HOHOHO.


You know the best thing about Secondary/High School timetable is that YOU CAN MEET YOUR BEST FRIEND WHO GRADUATED BEFORE YOU.


What about your fav and least fav Classrooms? I know clearly which is my least fav:

Yes, the place I failed to burn down.

In school, where I figure Chinese guys are not so bad after all:





WE HAVE OUR VERY OWN SUPERMODEL TOO!






RANDOM:

In school, we work too.

Whic eventually lead to:





So during Sports Day this is what we do:




The last day of Os:





My crush-turned-hangout buddy:




We tried skating on a table.




I wish I had a Grad.Night =[


I badly want to watch HSM 3 and see how their Grad. Night went. Dont you?


If I had Grad Night, it will turn out to be like this:

BALLOONS, PPL IN RED AND MUSIC!

I love these three items and I know its not my birthday but one can dream right?


This is prolly how it will turn out to be like. Formal wears, formal picture taking, food, table and alot of F*** the DM!!!

imagine:

PARTYING. Thats what you can get from my school parties.

Best best classmates ever:

Jaminah, you still havent tell me why the white tigers fight.

Faith in Humanity restored

Faith in humanity restored when I broke down in school last week, in front of all my kids, during creative cookery class.

People who know me knows that I am no talent in the kitchen. I am not Herpina/Derpina who you can ask to make a sandwich in the kitchen as ... I have the ability to set it on fire via the microwave oven.

I kid you not.

So I got really stressed and my body decided upon itself to break down and cry like someone knock my ice cream off the cone. I don't like it when my flaw is being exposed to people I don't really know. I mean, come on right? Who will cry about shit like this?

And as I was saying, I cried. The adults laughed it off which was of good intention. They wanted to relieve the tension that was going through my head with a bunch of mini me-s. I, on the other hand, was embarrassed to have break down in front of the kids.

What do you think the kids do in this situation? Rather, what would you have done in a situation like that in primary school. Having your teacher in tears about something just as ridiculous as this.

I, for one, will laugh at my teacher. For sure I will laugh. Not a very good example I must add.

Back to the story...

My kids. They started asking me why am I crying and telling me that its okay to not be able to cook. The girls started to pat me and giving me shoulder massages to, I reckon, release my stress/tension. The boys crowded around me telling me its okay.

It was a scene I never will forget and it will keep repeating in my head whenever I need encouragement.

After my Supervisor took over and made the dish, the kids in my group sat down to eat. As they were munching, I was clearing the mess. When I walked pass them, all they said in unison was "Miss Celine, very nice leh. The spaghetti is very nice!".

I brushed them off and commented that they were just patronising me 'cause I didnt cook the dish. Again, in unison, "You cook the spaghetti one what. You boiled it ma". I swear I could have started crying again.

Its crazy how these kids who hurled and threw insults across the classroom to each other, actually have a side of them which contains humanity. I am glad these kids are my kids. These kids are whom I will groom to be the future of Singapore.  These kids. 

Away

Much love from the plane.

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Leaving now! Because Charlieissocoollike (if you havent heard, he is my YouTube Boyfriend) is having a mid week crisis, I am too. He curb it with making videos once and uploading them once a day. I shall do. In this space.

I mean what are boyfriends for?

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