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Angel's journal




Sunday, August 26, 2007♥12:31 AM
Whoops! Haven’t been updating for “what seems like eternity”!
And I’m so happy ‘cos:

¨ World peace! My old friends, the “Triple Js”, Jonathan, Jeremy and Joshua, whom I haven’t met for at least 5 years, now have a high chance of being the one moving to our adjacent block! (Our pal, who lives at that block too, describes them as “St. Michael Teacher with three sons, one in Secondary Two, the other in Primary 6 and the youngest one in Primary 2…”) Can’t wait to chat and meet again!
¨ Oh yes! The beautiful fireworks at the fireworks display a few weeks back really motivated me to design fireworks too! Fireworks designed by Spanish.
¨ Lastly, about exams, arithmetic was ok but I’m kinda worried about science. Aw, everything’s over! Time to relax! Hope Sheryl can come today! We shall play, blog, sing, pillow fight, etc.

My Holiday Plan

v Pasir Ris Park-ULTRA Picnic…
v Continue to Blog like a kinda Mad-kid
v DRAW MY YUMIKO AYOURA MANGA COMIC! How can I forget…?


Boo Hoo!
Here’s the story of a hated and so-called “irresponsible” monitor…
可怜的班长就会这种命运…

This all starts with a class who likes to complain.
Poor me, I’m always abused by my class.

Okay once upon a time
I was like a bubbly lime
Well-liked, simple, feminine
But until now it’s still unseen

It was when my dear teacher
Made me a kind of monitor
And I was forever sad
‘Cos my class’s quite bad

As most of us know, my class is, altogether a BULLY itself. And another thing is that their the world’s most URGENT group of freaks-they always go to the toilet WITHOUT my permission when the teacher’s not in.

Until a black Thursday came. I had a migraine because my class was a mad-cow barn after Mr.Chan left. This trio was screaming excuses for a trip to the toilet, like, “I so urgent lah, shit going to come out”, “大便 going to plop out” and so on so for.

While the OK Leong Kwan Hoe raised his hand + asked, “May I go to the toilet?” And F.Y.I he was the first one to question. Therefore, I allowed him stilo-ly.

Argh! Here comes the climax. The Seow, when I disallowed him from going to the toilet (because teacher did explain that if any of the students want to go to the toilet, they should go one-by-one, not in one whole group so as to avoid playing in the toilet and skipping of classes) claimed that I was “abusing my position of authority”.

Okay, that was enough. The Ong Kuan Wai was there dancing and makin’ a big hoo-hah. I was left with nothing to say as they sped off on their own.

Well, slightly luckily for me, Chien Ta told me to write their names on the whiteboard. Good. Excellent. PERFECT. And I did, of course. Still, I received thousands of complains from the speed-off-ers. Wah… even Xiu Hui was blurting out excuses that made me really furious.

ENOUGH. I exploded on the spot. Next, I fled from the scenario to my seat, and buried my head in my arms. Tears started welling up my eyes as I heard the disgusting words. Blab. “Not fit to be monitor loh”, “I just want to go toilet only what”, “She’s so bossy”, “Not fair one loh”-all the poop that made me cry like dripping and 100% non-absorbant object(boo hoo).

Eventually, I stormed to the whiteboard and rubbed off their names violently and stormed back to my seat.

4E simmered down instantly. They whispered more stuff among themselves. I was quivering non-stop, eyes swelling with tears, waiting for a friend to thrust a tissue under my nose.

AH-Of course that is just wishful thinking, haha.

I sobbed right through TWO ENTIRE PERIODS------>ONE HOUR.

The end. The incident just lasted flat like that.


All right all right, I’ll stop complaining…looks like I really can’t take control!

NOTE FOR TEACHERS: Now that the truth is revealed, please don’t continue to investigate.
Note to myself:
NEVER
EVER Befriend those who 得罪 me that day.

Just joking lah! Simply making a laugh out of everything.









::My profileY

Eh...a young Pei Chun student?
Hi, I'm Chian Ying Xuan, a bespectacled 10-year-old
little manga mad-kid but usually being bullied...

::melody Y


::sweet talk Y



::Wish list Y

- Beautiful Wings
- Strong and healthy
- Get 顶呱呱 grades for everything
and forever
- Score the distinctions
through out my
New South Wales Exams and
Piano Exams
- QUICKLY grab my gold award for
swimming and be able to snatch
vacancy for hip-hop

::other links Y

Zhi Jie
Jin Heng
Gor Gor
4E
Charis


::credits Y

ME of course