::on the other fence:: / Monday, March 28, 2005
Dear Autumn, (27/3/05)
Today, we went to Clarke Quay. Very nice, very serene, very whatever. And then, we came across this restaurant named HOOTERS. Mum and I had this conversation, err... quite sick though. Okay, so here:
Mumsie: Ay, girl, it the Hooters.
Me: Yah so?
Mumsie: Look at their, clothes. Esp. the bum.
Me: What, the bum?
Mumsie: Yes the bum.
Me: Fine. *looks* Euuuuuueeee, gross. Short cut shorts that shows the lining of their butts. And it's like so very black and dirty. Yuck!
Mumsie: They once wear skates, and Hooters also seperate the men and the woman. Woman group has the man waiters and vice versa.
Me: Oh...yuck!
Mumsie: And also! In the toilet, the ladies, have nude photos on the world and the gents has the women.
Me: Puhleeeze, mum! Anyway, how did you know?
Mumsie: Oh, I went there before. Do NOT ask, Cheryl.
And yea, the conversation ended.
Cheryl
CHEEZE!~
Dear Autumn, (28/3/05)
Wahhhh! I sound like a baby alright, buy my Auntie (or else, maid) had gone home. And we would be taking a new maid which would come on Wednesday.
How do you think the new maid's food would be like? HER CHARACTER? Nice? Mean? You ask me, I have no idea.
Really, also, I found out how disavantaged are left-handed after reflecting on my ECCM. But too bad, we left-handed just has to survive in the right-handed's world. Sigh, why am I born left-handed? It's funny ain't it?
Cheryl (P/S: Feel pity for Lee Voon too. Another left handed living in one right handed world)
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::on the other side of the fence:: / Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Dear Autumn, (2/11/03) In a blink of an eye, the holidays are finally here. Well, it's gonna be bad for me as I am leaving Red Swastika for the gifted. Most likely to transfer to Nanyang. Nanyang is going to be ultra far, but nevermind. And yes, obviously that I am going to feel so sad to leave my friends. Anyway, can you believe it? I beat Daryl, and Le Shan in the SA. Ranked 11 in my whole school. Sigh, do you have any ideas how it would be like in Nanyang? Geez! There's not much today, so, so long and bye! Cheryl Confidence is part of success~
Dear Autumn, (22/5/04) This IS a long story so I can relate the whole *beep* issue. (Don't worry, not vulgar but rude.)Okay so here goes: Once upon a time Neopets arrived. Cheryl played it (and got addicted to it) and introduced it to YH and Kyl and P3 (or else Gracie). Yeah so, they learned fast, in fact faster than Cheryl, n soon came up with tricks and cheats. They accused that pathetic (ok, sort of) Cheryl of stealing their "extra valuable" items and their "exquisite" neopoints. That's really not true... So synopsis: 1) YH, Kyl and Grace accused Cheryl. 2) Found out it is Grace. YH and Kyl went to accused Grace. Cheryl stayed neutral. 3) Kyl and Grace buried the hatchet. YH didn't. Kylie and Grace gang up on YH. 4) 2005: Kyl and YH patched up. YH wants to be friends with Grace but Grace does not want to. 5) So what now? The starting of this thing is still a mystery... P/S: Maybe I should start up the book "The LIFE Chess Game". YH the black queen and Kyl the black. Cheryl Expierience is the teacher of fools~
Dear Autumn, (3/9/04)
Today's the rehersal for our School's opening ceremony. I am being an usher, leading guest to their seats. (Read script: Good Moring Sir/Madam, welcome to our schools opening. Please follow me, this way please.) The dinner was awful and gross. It contained cold clammy pork with a sauce too sweet and mixed with hard rice. Imagine that.
We were to stand in each corner of the carpark to receive guests. We had fake guests but at least I got to know the process.
Break. Second Round. We stand at the grand staircase and lead the guest to the entrance. (Read script: Thank you and good bye!) And I am suppose to stand at the TOP of the stairs.
At last th end. Dad picked me up and had a good supper: My favourite prawn noodles in Adam's Hawker Center. And I am really looking forward to the real day.
Cheryl
Every cloud has a silver lining~
Dear Autumn, (11/11/04)
Did you ever seen the outside world? Have you ever thought that clouds were so beautiful. I do. If you do look carefully, they're like great balls of cotton wool, pieced together to form one. Soft and fluffy, a marvellous collage. It forms the beings on Mother Earth.
Splendid, just splendid! How I wish that I am that one and only who would sit on those clouds just plainly running and jumping about. If I really could, i could be on, well, simply CLOUD 9!
Cheryl
Spare the rod and spoil the child~
Dear Autumn, (17/12/04)
As far as I am concerned, Chivalry's dead. In those days, knights and the noble men helped to take things for maidens and slay dragons for damsels in distress and helped out in everything. But today, the world's in a total upside down. Well for me, that is. Only 1 in a million boys ever do that. Maybe I am wrong. But whatever.
Just today, Chan Wei a.k.a Long winded (Chinese: Chang Qi) threw an empty water bottle at me on my chest with great force. I cried.
Also, he pulled away my chair just as I was going to sit. What if i fall? What if I broke my back? Sigh, in short it is dangerous enough. Ifs....
Cheryl
Well, MARSHMALLOWS!
Dear Autumn, (23/3/05)
I have this: marshmallow_mint. Images that are drawn and copyrighted by me. So Denise please do NOT copy! Well if you are interested, (and know me) tell me when you meet me and I'll show you the images.
I just read Janet's poems. They are so mature, and mine? The DIRECT opposite. For your information, it's called immature. AGAIN, if you are interested just drop me a mail and yah, blah blah. I'll show them to you. Geez, I wonder why i called my blog "::on the other side of the fence::". I think it's because I am always indecisive (feelings and ect.) and must have a diary to control it? Laughs! How bout your opinion, Autumn (or whoever is reading this post)?
Cheryl
Do not judge the book by its cover~
Dear Autumn, (24/3/05)
Mum just phoned. She said, "Cheryl, your Dad wants you to go and do your portfolio." How interesting...n-o-t! So what now, English portfolios and Social Studies portfolios, ALL to hand up on Monday. Sometimes, I really don't know: Why is there GEP (Gifted Education) in the first place? And why are these so-called "gifted" students have soo much homework to raise thier stress level? Totally unreasonable. They go true the SAME PSLE and the SAME GCE!
I tried to lower down my stress level by listening to music, reading, watch the boring teli. What other "effective remedies" are there?
Portfolios, portfolios. How many must we do? It's just so lucky the Enrich English (EE) do not need to do the portfolio. And lucky for us, we are not in Mrs. Ho's class. She needs 10 portfolios which I only did 5. Tee Hee. Left reflections to go....
Cheryl (P/S: Another question, how can one find a suitable GEP relief teacher? More questions, why "you" isn't spelled "u" and why "bee" isn't spelled "b"? Answer for Q2: Because...English is like that or else what?)
Agatha Christie: Murder Books~
Dear Autumn, (24/3/05) (Night)
The triplets, that is my cousins, are going to stay overnight here. Man, no! It's not their fault, their okay. The problem lies with me. I wish to be a loner and AM a loner. Sigh, how nice! They are going to bring their play toy cashier, Baby Annabella and yes, Zingo!. And I am stuck doing my bothersome reflection sheets. Help! Monday's the deadline.
Okay, 2 SS reflection sheet not done and that means 0/2 is done. All reflection for English is finished, just need some fine tuning from Dad. I just realised how many deadlines I have to meet. People realised it BEFORE and I realise it NOW. So is it good or is it not?
You know something Autumn, I WANT to sub-contract my homework to others. Pay them $5 or make it FOC. (People say: Huh? What the...) Puhleeeze people, I am just pulling your leg. But maybe someday, it'll happen...
Cheryl (P/S: Create a new post? Oh fine, get on with reflection sheets, tum de dum ><)
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