It'll be kinda useless if I sleep and wake up at 4 tired again, so I probably won't sleep and I'll watch the Real match. Real. Was it Real?
My sister wants to leave the Emirates luggage tag on the luggage when we're not even going to 'Fly Emirates'. They'll throw us off the plane!
Ended catechism about 2 and a half hours ago. Heheh. Mervelle saw Joachim.
Joachim was like, " Why didn't Jasmine come today?"
Me, " Uh I don't know she just told me she's not coming."
Shitface shakes his head disapprovingly.
I point and say to Shitface," Just beacause she calls you shitface, right?!"
Shitface shakes his head. Then he starts to kinda-sorta nod his head. Ahah. I'm smart!
Actually I'm not smart. I failed math. I thought I failed Chinese over-all, but it turns out I didn't. Cool. Speaking of failing Chinese, since Dear Teacher asked me what I failed last week and I thought I failed Chinese then and I told him, he thought I failed Chinese. And just now, he was saying something about some of us are bad in Chinese or something like that, and he looked at me for less then a split second and said, "Especially IJ girls." I was hiding my face. He only said that because Stephanie told him that last week. Anyway I made it clear I passed Chinese soon after. he went, "REALLY?!" So mean lah.
During class today Joachim got a bit pissed. So he kept quiet for a while with his back facing the class, slammed a seat down, sat down, put his legs on the chair in front of him, and kept on being quiet. From her seat, Stephanie gave me the 'uh-oh' look. I gave her the raised eyebrows 'uh-oh' look. We went on exchanging glances. Then suddenly after a long while Joachim stood up, kinda-sorta stormed to the back row and walked towards TB's hottie's seat. I thought he was going to confiscate a PSP or phone or something, maybe even scold some guy. BUT he shocked us all and instead took TB'sHottie's Nike waterbottle, removed the cap and drank some water. I held back my laughter and tried not to look at Mervelle. I looked at Stephanie and she was so close to laughing. Then after that Macbeth walked back to the centre of the aisle and continued the lesson with enthusiasm.
And they say I'm weird.
Wednesday, 16 May 2007 | 18:34
It's been a while.
WOAH.
It’s been more than a month since I’ve posted anything. The last thing I posted was my first entry ever.
Damnation! I actually wrote a post before this but the stupid ass blogger sucks!
I need to make a correction. In my first post I said Macbeth was wearing a white Quicksilver tee shirt, but he wasn’t! He was wearing a white RIPCURL tee. Whoops.
Recently I have had some going-ons with him. Not going-on going-ons, but still considered going-ons. I guess it’ll be too obvious who he is to those people whom I do not want to know about this, if I write loads about him, so I shall not, and I shall not.
But he likes Arsenal. J
Next up. We had a retreat the day before yesterday. Whoo.
One word- Daryl.
He just finished NS or something like that. But his hair is like WOAH, curly. A bit like an afro hair-do. He’s tall, dark and handsome. Yeah, ooohh. And he’s FUCKING CUTE! A nice mix of a little Cesc, and a little Theo Walcott. When he walked into the room, Marie and I grabbed each other and went, “OMG!” I was losing my sanity.
Then during the retreat, the first so called ‘encounter’ I had with him was the smiling competition, I think. 5 people from the two groups had to go up. Excluding group leaders. Our group leader was none other than my Gilly Billy! But she told the Edwin guy and everyone else that her name was Annabel. Hahah. Some girl said she wasn’t Annabel but Edwin was like saying he liked the name Annabel anyway. Eeek. I told her to call our group Arsenal. Then that Daryl gave us thumbs down. Assholic or what? Macbeth would have so agreed! But anywhoo, the other group was Alleluia(sp?). Daryl had trouble spelling it ‘cause he was writing the group names on the board. I don’t really know how to spell it either. Hahah. SO Gillian got me, Gwen, Marie, Jade and Liana to go up. I know Jade won. She was up against Qistina; who was in Alleluia. L I don’t think Marie got us points, and I forgot about the rest. I was damn nervous. Daryl was the judge! Nerve-wrecking! I told Gillian I didn’t want to go up and I tried to back and sit down but Gillian kept persuading me to go. And Liana was trying saying, “Just go.”, or something like that. I was number 4. Up against the yucky Clarice from my class comm. Daryl called like ALL the numbers except number 4. So I thought I was safe. But then he called number 4. I almost couldn’t breathe. SO I just went up, stood next to Clarice and we smiled for him in front of half the level. And Daryl was like, “Arsenal.” HUGE SIGH OF RELIEF.
Another close encounter was the eye-staring one. Even worse than the smiling one. My heart stops just thinking about it now. I went up, and they put two chairs facing each other. They got me to sit in one and Daryl to sit in the other one. My heart was beating faster and faster. Super scary. Edwin said IJ girls were said to never walk with their heads down. And he asked Daryl which school he was from. He said St.Gabriels. I kept trying not to make eye-contact with him. My face was like getting hot. So Edwin told Daryl to do them proud and the first person to blink; was the loser. Which unfortunately, turned out to be me. L
It’s not easy. I stared for like 10secs and I couldn’t take it anymore. The Edwin was talking to the rest and asking whether I should get another chance. While he was doing that, Daryl was saying to me, “So you’re from the primary school, Annabel?” Or at least I THINK that’s the question he asked me. I was like,”Yeah.”
Then he nodded his head. His smile was, urgh.
So Edwin asked me if I wanted another chance. I said okay. And I tried again. I stared longer this time but Daryl was making all these weird actions to make me laugh or something. I didn’t laugh but I was so close to blinking until Edwin told him to stop. But a few seconds later I blinked. Oh and before we started the game Wei Jia was cheering me on. I wonder why.
His eyes are so hazel. Kaka’ has hazel eyes.
For the I/5 to 1/8 batch Jasmine went up for the staring thing. And she won. Jasmine is scary.
That’s all I’ll say about the retreat. The next day we had the Chinese cultural thing. It was some boring shit.
On that day I saw Daryl in the morning. I waved and said Hi. He waved back. I don’t think he remembered me though.
After assembly, the ¼ girls told me that he went to the General Office area. So I was hanging around the 1/8 classroom; which he would definitely have to walk past. Gill and some 1/3 and ¼ girls were watching me from across. People like Simone and stuff too. But he finally re-appeared, I lost courage and briskly walked back to class. I actually wanted to say hi to him. While I was making my way back knowing that he saw me already, I turned around, he looked at me and gave me that what’ssup face; lifting his chin up. Then he waved to Gillian too. :D
THEN, during recess, he was at 1/7’s classroom, and Rachael dragged me over and shouted, ”DARYL! DARYL!” I was thinking “OH CRAP!” He turned around but I managed to remove Rachael’s hand from my arm and I made my escape back to class.
After school, Qistina and I quickly ran across to the I/7 and 1/8 side where Daryl was. We said hi to him. Then Qistina and I were like, “Daryl, you’re wearing the same socks.” Then he said, “I know… shh..” Qistina and I were like EWW!
Then I realized he was wearing the same pants too. Macbeth wears the same pair of jeans every week. Except for one time, he wore something like what Darly was wearing, but in a different colour.
All this while, I’ve been thinking how Daryl is spelt. I’ve been spelling it D-a-r-y-l. But Qistina wasn’t sure so she was dying to ask him. So while he was walking off, I called, “ Daryl!” He turned around. The we asked him how he spelt his name.
He went, “ D-A……”
Qistina, “R-R-Y-L?”
Daryl, “Only one R.”
I was right! Yay! I’m smart. J
So I turned around wanting to talk to Rachael. But before I knew it, she shouted while Daryl was still within hearing distance, " DARYL! ANNABEL LOVES YOU!" Qistina was holding my bag so I took it off and ran after Rachael and caught her. She said she was helping me. But I have to say, now I'm not really angry or pissed that he knows.
Then while we were going out of school we saw him together with Ms Khong. She was my form teacher for half a year in P3. I don’t like her. She always gave me that white card thingy.
I don’t think they’re together. She’s like, old. OldER. And then he was me and he did that What'ssup look again, but more exaggerated and more obvious. And he did it continously. So I did it back at him. Hahah. Qistina and some of the others saw. It was quite funny. Then outside of school, we saw him again. :) Eugenia said loudly, "He's like EVERYWHERE." He didn't seem to notice. Then we were waitomg at the traffic light for Gillian and Summer. Daryl and Ms Khong past the traffic light and I said, "Bye Daryl!" He turned around and waved. And when he was about to turn back Eugenia said, "Bye loser." UGH! The rudeness.
The he was waiting for the bus at the bus stop. When he was about to board the bus I waved goodbye to him and he waved back.
That was the end of it.
And my fingers hurt like hell. And my blogskin still isn't done.
That can wait.
Arrivederci....
It’s been more than a month since I’ve posted anything. The last thing I posted was my first entry ever.
Damnation! I actually wrote a post before this but the stupid ass blogger sucks!
I need to make a correction. In my first post I said Macbeth was wearing a white Quicksilver tee shirt, but he wasn’t! He was wearing a white RIPCURL tee. Whoops.
Recently I have had some going-ons with him. Not going-on going-ons, but still considered going-ons. I guess it’ll be too obvious who he is to those people whom I do not want to know about this, if I write loads about him, so I shall not, and I shall not.
But he likes Arsenal. J
Next up. We had a retreat the day before yesterday. Whoo.
One word- Daryl.
He just finished NS or something like that. But his hair is like WOAH, curly. A bit like an afro hair-do. He’s tall, dark and handsome. Yeah, ooohh. And he’s FUCKING CUTE! A nice mix of a little Cesc, and a little Theo Walcott. When he walked into the room, Marie and I grabbed each other and went, “OMG!” I was losing my sanity.
Then during the retreat, the first so called ‘encounter’ I had with him was the smiling competition, I think. 5 people from the two groups had to go up. Excluding group leaders. Our group leader was none other than my Gilly Billy! But she told the Edwin guy and everyone else that her name was Annabel. Hahah. Some girl said she wasn’t Annabel but Edwin was like saying he liked the name Annabel anyway. Eeek. I told her to call our group Arsenal. Then that Daryl gave us thumbs down. Assholic or what? Macbeth would have so agreed! But anywhoo, the other group was Alleluia(sp?). Daryl had trouble spelling it ‘cause he was writing the group names on the board. I don’t really know how to spell it either. Hahah. SO Gillian got me, Gwen, Marie, Jade and Liana to go up. I know Jade won. She was up against Qistina; who was in Alleluia. L I don’t think Marie got us points, and I forgot about the rest. I was damn nervous. Daryl was the judge! Nerve-wrecking! I told Gillian I didn’t want to go up and I tried to back and sit down but Gillian kept persuading me to go. And Liana was trying saying, “Just go.”, or something like that. I was number 4. Up against the yucky Clarice from my class comm. Daryl called like ALL the numbers except number 4. So I thought I was safe. But then he called number 4. I almost couldn’t breathe. SO I just went up, stood next to Clarice and we smiled for him in front of half the level. And Daryl was like, “Arsenal.” HUGE SIGH OF RELIEF.
Another close encounter was the eye-staring one. Even worse than the smiling one. My heart stops just thinking about it now. I went up, and they put two chairs facing each other. They got me to sit in one and Daryl to sit in the other one. My heart was beating faster and faster. Super scary. Edwin said IJ girls were said to never walk with their heads down. And he asked Daryl which school he was from. He said St.Gabriels. I kept trying not to make eye-contact with him. My face was like getting hot. So Edwin told Daryl to do them proud and the first person to blink; was the loser. Which unfortunately, turned out to be me. L
It’s not easy. I stared for like 10secs and I couldn’t take it anymore. The Edwin was talking to the rest and asking whether I should get another chance. While he was doing that, Daryl was saying to me, “So you’re from the primary school, Annabel?” Or at least I THINK that’s the question he asked me. I was like,”Yeah.”
Then he nodded his head. His smile was, urgh.
So Edwin asked me if I wanted another chance. I said okay. And I tried again. I stared longer this time but Daryl was making all these weird actions to make me laugh or something. I didn’t laugh but I was so close to blinking until Edwin told him to stop. But a few seconds later I blinked. Oh and before we started the game Wei Jia was cheering me on. I wonder why.
His eyes are so hazel. Kaka’ has hazel eyes.
For the I/5 to 1/8 batch Jasmine went up for the staring thing. And she won. Jasmine is scary.
That’s all I’ll say about the retreat. The next day we had the Chinese cultural thing. It was some boring shit.
On that day I saw Daryl in the morning. I waved and said Hi. He waved back. I don’t think he remembered me though.
After assembly, the ¼ girls told me that he went to the General Office area. So I was hanging around the 1/8 classroom; which he would definitely have to walk past. Gill and some 1/3 and ¼ girls were watching me from across. People like Simone and stuff too. But he finally re-appeared, I lost courage and briskly walked back to class. I actually wanted to say hi to him. While I was making my way back knowing that he saw me already, I turned around, he looked at me and gave me that what’ssup face; lifting his chin up. Then he waved to Gillian too. :D
THEN, during recess, he was at 1/7’s classroom, and Rachael dragged me over and shouted, ”DARYL! DARYL!” I was thinking “OH CRAP!” He turned around but I managed to remove Rachael’s hand from my arm and I made my escape back to class.
After school, Qistina and I quickly ran across to the I/7 and 1/8 side where Daryl was. We said hi to him. Then Qistina and I were like, “Daryl, you’re wearing the same socks.” Then he said, “I know… shh..” Qistina and I were like EWW!
Then I realized he was wearing the same pants too. Macbeth wears the same pair of jeans every week. Except for one time, he wore something like what Darly was wearing, but in a different colour.
All this while, I’ve been thinking how Daryl is spelt. I’ve been spelling it D-a-r-y-l. But Qistina wasn’t sure so she was dying to ask him. So while he was walking off, I called, “ Daryl!” He turned around. The we asked him how he spelt his name.
He went, “ D-A……”
Qistina, “R-R-Y-L?”
Daryl, “Only one R.”
I was right! Yay! I’m smart. J
So I turned around wanting to talk to Rachael. But before I knew it, she shouted while Daryl was still within hearing distance, " DARYL! ANNABEL LOVES YOU!" Qistina was holding my bag so I took it off and ran after Rachael and caught her. She said she was helping me. But I have to say, now I'm not really angry or pissed that he knows.
Then while we were going out of school we saw him together with Ms Khong. She was my form teacher for half a year in P3. I don’t like her. She always gave me that white card thingy.
I don’t think they’re together. She’s like, old. OldER. And then he was me and he did that What'ssup look again, but more exaggerated and more obvious. And he did it continously. So I did it back at him. Hahah. Qistina and some of the others saw. It was quite funny. Then outside of school, we saw him again. :) Eugenia said loudly, "He's like EVERYWHERE." He didn't seem to notice. Then we were waitomg at the traffic light for Gillian and Summer. Daryl and Ms Khong past the traffic light and I said, "Bye Daryl!" He turned around and waved. And when he was about to turn back Eugenia said, "Bye loser." UGH! The rudeness.
The he was waiting for the bus at the bus stop. When he was about to board the bus I waved goodbye to him and he waved back.
That was the end of it.
And my fingers hurt like hell. And my blogskin still isn't done.
That can wait.
Arrivederci.