from my scrapbook

morning assembly. saying our final farewells and tq's to our teachers. belle finally got to touch mr joshua's (guy in maroon) hand. *bells chiming* no pun intended. lolx.
clowning around in the field. *sigh* i'll miss the noise pollution and climbing up and down the overhead bridge everyday. see the little bridge behind? i've been using it since my primary days.

sometimes... you can't choose your classmates. but i guess that's the fun of life. i mean, would you have chosen glutton and crazy and cute (who at the moment looks like she smelt something bad) as your classmates??? i really don't wanna point your attention to the red bottle but i guess it deserves equal mention because it's owner kept pushing it under our noses since day 1 of this year. you can't even imagine how annoying a cheap red plastic bottle can get...

what did we learn from 5 years of lab work? nothing memorable studies-wise. but we DID learn how to burn our shirts, spill our experiments (which we were doing about enzymes and saliva... yuck!), get scolded by our teachers for playing truant (hehe), sit under the sun to watch paper burn, never-EVER let your underarm hair be seen (*ahem* not mine.. i don't have u.h.) and umm... E=mc2.... HCl + NaOH = NaCl + H2O.... bla bla bla....

oh btw, these were my lab partners in F1. numbered by the teacher as No. 1, 2, 3 and 4 respectively (whaddya think we are??? criminals?)

one of the many staircases in my tiny, poor school. also the very flight of stairs that ross "breakdanced" on; meaning she tripped and almost fell ala breakdance. i don't know what the 3 weirdo's are thinking of back there but just so you understand their lunaticsm, they claim to be the "biggest" supporters of the blues, Reds (yes! liverpool you rock) and the devils. understando?



my really big extended family (although, we're missing quite a few here). well, i'll be glad to not wear that horrendous apron anymore. that's a comfort.