I am pretty contented now.
I think I've finally fit in. And had lots of fun too.
And I've also found out books can have a very big impact on people. In convent, at least.
Last last week, I was talking about the book "Remenber Me?" to Lydia, and so I lent it to her on Monday.
So she started reading. Read read read. Then suddenly she was like "OMG" and then show us ( me or Alyssa or Mokky or Looi) what hillariously funny or disgusting part she had read. Then we would laugh like hell. This happened quite a few times, and I bet it was very loud that it attracted some attention. Like Vithya Vera came over to us and went: "what's so funny? Can I please see?"
At first we were like no, no, no. But she was so persistent we gave up and let her read. Provided she answered a few questions first. Which, her answers were totally unsatisfactory, but what could we do? So we let her read the damn book and after that, she said she felt feelingless. Like so -.-
So the next day before school started I was passing through the canteen with Lynn aka Rachel when Alyssa came out of the canteen and said: " Celine Choong, people are FREAKING out." I quickly went to investigate. And wow. People were freaking out by Remember Me. And Christine Choo was reading it along with KBX, I think. OMG. Lynn says she didn't know Christine reads.
We were especially tickled by the Mont Blanc (which I won't tell you what it is) and it was so utterly shocked and everyone was doubled up in laughter. And Mont Blanc's contents were SO ... that I won't write it here. Not healthy.
Tuesday. Had the anti-drug poster drawing thing. Gave us four periods ( after recess until time to go home) and I thought it would be a piece of cake, but who knew when it was 15 minutes to six-fortyfive I still haven't finished it yet. Like hell it is. And I so pek-chek (in other words, nervous) that I simply slosh paint all over the place. So wet some more. Then Lynn who was passing by my class to go to the toilet to wash paintbrush was "AIYOR!" and faster dashed back to her class, came back with some tissues and dabbed the thing dry. And a few people were surrounding me ( I don't exactly know how many, I was too busy to notice. Maybe a lot, maybe a little) and watching me. People were like "faster!" and when I finished, the painting was still wet and I had to go wash my paintbrushes and someone helped me dry my painting. Didn't know who, I forgot, but anyway, thanks, guys! Then I discovered I haven't wrote my name yet! And the teacher was about to go off already. So I hastily and hurriedly wrote 'Celine Choong, 1E, with the help of lots of friends' at the back.
So, that's all.
ps Lydia is doing a blog! Hurray!
Muaxz, Celine=)
(going to see how Lydia is doing now.)
