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little eagle
Female, age unknown, loves BLUE
Plays piano, played bass clarinet
in school band
Loves Snoopy, Chip & Dale,
Bugs Bunny, Seven Dwarfs,
Forever Friends Bear,
Doggies and Piggies
Eats when stressed.
Loves chocolates and icecream
Gets paranoid easily.
Prone to clumsiness and getting
frantic

♥DARLINKS

caixuan
huilun
yingling
wendy
zoe
huiyu
xiuqi
eehui
olivia
joyce
gmchoir
lileaglessons
H41B
faith

♥DREAMS

1. Go Tasmania
2. Go New Zealand
3. Have a dog
4. Learn driving (eventually)
5. Save more money (on-going)
6. Be Healthy (trying very hard)
7. Find someone and have a family
(trying :D)

♥HOLIDAY PLANS

1. Malacca with J21
2. Taipei!
3. Holiday lessons for Sec 5
4. Long overdue Clarinets outing!


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Monday, November 08, 2004


Thanks everyone for the great fun


It's been quite some time since I enjoyed myself that much. NIE has been tiring and time consuming. My times of leisure were only on computer games and meal gatherings with the NUS buddies.


Monday at Little India. I enjoyed the entire day there. But I did not enjoy the food as I thought I would. The poori and the cracker (dunno wat name) was nice. But the curry and other side dishes were not to my liking. Maybe because it's my first time. Everything tastes weird. The girls say I look funny... they found it interesting to look at the way I eat and fidle abt with the food. But from the bottom of my heart, I enjoyed myself there. I did my first every henna at the bazaar there and bought the first every deepavali cards for Deepa and Nootan (they chose it themselves). It's so nice to have friends from so many races. Gives me chances to buck up on my English communication skills too.


Frankly... It's weird. I'm a Chinese speaking person. Before I entered NIE, 99% of my friends were Chinese. I spoke Mandarin 90% of the time. English was difficult. I cant express myself well. Even if I'm thinking in English... my thinking is in Chinese... haha


Now, it's English for almost 100% of the time. Not that I don't like it. I still trying tat's all. If u all realise, I often get tongue-tied. Have long pauses. My communication is slow in English. What if I rattle off in Mandarin during praticum when the supervisor is observing???


Yesterday was even more exciting. Apart from the more than 50% of the food not finished, and we don't have enough money to pay for the curry chicken. Everything else was great. The little drizzle came at the right time, all of us went into the pavilion and we played the passing parcel game. Well, the swimming pool is forever very tempting... Halfway through, the guys started throwing and dragging people into the pool. Some smart people left so quietly that we didn't even know until we all sat down again (and tat was like half an hour later).


Few hid behind the bbq pit. I kept quiet, remained on my seat hoping that no one will notice I existed. But to play safe, few of us left our phone on the table. We don't want our phone to go into the pool too. Needless to say, I was eventually thrown in too. Actually I was dragged to the pool and then told to jump in myself.


And then we were scolded by the security guard. Told to get out immediately. This came at the right time, allowed us to continue with the passing parcel game again. After the guard left, the pool throwing activity started again. On and off, we managed to finish the game.


Pack up time, obviously guys are still playing while girls are packing. The throw and drag thing is still on-going. All of us are already wet and shivering with cold. It's just the process of throwing and dragging that they enjoyed. I entered the pool the second time, with a guy dragging me by the neck, almost choking me, and giving everyone a shock. I was lucky. Or should I say he was lucky. The way he dropped me in, I could have hit my head against the wall of the pool.


I think the guys are also worried when they throw the gals into the pool. They're afraid we'll get angry. haha... Tat's the thing lah... Guys are the most afraid of tears and anger of girls. But well, everything ended well. No one was hurt. And we all had fun. I guess no one would believe it if we say we are from NIE and are future teachers and principals.


Why worry? Everyone has a child at heart. I believe that a person is only his or her true self in times of play. It's only this time that you go all out to enjoy and do not purposely hide or show anything. I like myself when I'm playing. Do you?


:D 11/08/2004 08:45:00 AM