Monday, May 21, 2007
♥
Anderson

(By the way, it's 10.26pm at night so I may not sound as retarded as I usually do, and I may not have ten thousand ":D"s in the entry, but it doesn't mean I'm sad. I'm just sleepy. And I aren't sleeping because I just finished GPP and I suddenly felt like blogging. So yea.)
So I was saying. I went back Anderson today and I realised how much I miss the school. Like woah, I really miss it so much. Everything from the staircases to the walls to the hall to the CANTEEN FOOD. Haha. I told the Wanton Mee aunty I miss her wanton mee very much. Lol, she asked me whether my school sells wanton mee and I told her it does, but her wanton mee is still the best. Haha. Then she couldn't stop smiling at me. (She even waved me goodbye when I left the canteen, HOW CUTE.)
Ah and the fruit juice uncle too. But he couldn't remember me anymore. Lol, in the past he always knew I wanted Honeydew, but today he couldn't recognise me. :( Ha. Nevertheless, he's still the cute uncle, who looks like a thin version of Santa. And he and the aunty who sells fruit juice are always smiling. My, in fact the whole of Anderson was smiling at me today when I went back with Spiky.
So freaking cute.
Um. And we talked to Mr Ng for a long time and he's still that very nice Chinese teacher I remember him to be. OH AND I SAW MDM WONG!!! Who came up the stairs while Spiky, Mr Ng and I were sitted at the table outside the staff room. And she's as cute as ever lah. She looked kind of dead, and she said it's because she's feeling tired. Aw.
ANDERSONIANS! See! You've such nice teachers!! SMS Mdm Wong a joke and encourage her NOW! Haha. I'll collect more cold jokes so that I can sms her one cold joke a day to keep her going! :D
And then we went for training, and I felt old because there're many Sec1s running around. So anyway, chunying came to find me after leaving me 8 missed calls. And we went AMK library to mug (supposedly). Not really productive. -slaps self- Sigh.
I miss Anderson. So. Damn. Much.
I don't mind retaking O's 8 times. Let me back to Sec 4. I don't really want to grow up yet.
17 is a weird age. Like, 16 you're young. 18 you're mature. 17 is nowhere here nor there. And JC life, is not that I don't like it. It's just, not enjoyable already. You get what I mean? No you don't. Nevermind.
Haiyah, don't think too much. Drink milk, lah.
Bye.