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Saturday, August 22, 2009

OH MY GOD
yesterday was ORD.
the end of my life. okay, i admit i'm exaggerating.
jaslyn and huiyi are going. *sob*
when amanda made her speech i almost cried until i heard people sniffling and i decided i must not cry.
and then i was in hysteria as well as michelle and xiaoyun and we were trying really hard not to cry so we laughed at the slightest things. (remember the bottle incident xiaoyun?)
and then vanessa was swaying back and forth REALLY distractingly.
and then right before dinner xiaoyun and i volunteered to bring the bottles (actually it was our idea to do so) and then we attempted to carry 17 bottles, 8 for xiaoyun and 9 for me.
and then xiaoyun went first and on the way there i dropped a few bottles and then huiyi helped me pick them up and brought some of them to our tables.
everyone attributed the water bottle incident to huiyi :P
why am i so pissed off.
andand after dinner "we" shouted "thank you jaslyn and huiyi we love you". like gosh.
then they gave us our presents and a lot of people cried like heck.
the last thing they said that was adressed to us was jaslyn saying "bye" when the rest of the platoon was crying and the rest didn't even hear at all.
they also said that we would see them around in school and yes, DON'T CRY.
but you know what? ours was the only platoon crying (i didn't!) plus tiffany.
argh, i'm missing the part ds like mad.
the last thing i heard jaslyn and huiyi saying to each other (when i was doing the cadbury eyebrows thing) was huiyi saying "look! shermine's doing that eyebrow thing again."
after that i got really pissed off with the crying people, like mourners. D:

ehm. attention all platoonmates reading this!
can we give them like notes from everyone and leave it in their class trays?
because we should like thank them and stuff.

ack nevermind my grumbling. at least i have shinyshiny boots which i polished last night when watching tv after i came home. :D
ah well, it's all over already, i must force myself to not crying. or tear, ruitong.

Posted at 7:32 PM




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