Sorry if i set my blog private as one teach is gonna check lol..... and i haven been posting as got psle and i finally got this chance to do it! :) continuation of story of cuz

The teacher scribbled line after line on the whiteboard, rattling off like a machine gun as he went on. I looked around helplessly. None of my classmates seemed as lost. Even Marcus, who was usually dim-witted and slow, was nodding his head eagerly. As I struggled to keep up with the pace of my teacher, the untidy scrawl on my notebook was gradually reduced to illegible snakelike drawings. My hand was aching. Flexing my fingers, I picked up my pen again and jotted the notes down hurriedly, trying desperately to keep up with the supersonic pace of my teacher. “What… what was the last formula?” I whispered to a girl sitting beside me, Sally. She merely frowned and whispered back in a hushed tone, “I think it was a=x and x=z+273.” I stared at her as if she was an alien from outer space and quickly wrote down what she just told me. Finally, as if an angel from heaven had just come, the bell rang and I heaved a sigh of relief. “What a day,” I muttered under my breath. I packed my back as my teacher droned on about what we were supposed to bring and then about the pop quiz that we might or might not have tomorrow.
As fast as my legs could carry me, I ran like the wind to the next classroom which I was supposed to go for my history lesson. While dashing past a skin-coloured blur, I spotted James at a corner, eyeing me in a suspicious manner. However, oblivious to my surroundings, I collided with a guy.
Birds were flying round my head like those in tweety-bird shows. I mumbled an apology and started to pick up my books which had fallen to the ground. One of the pupils was so mischievous that he stepped on one of my history books on purpose. I took a deep breath trying to smother the fury rising up in me. I clenched my teeth so hard that I felt the muscles in my throat grow taut. I shouted at the blonde haired boy, “Stop!” my voice wavering out of control. “Ya think you can just step around my books like they were carpets? Where is you humanity? Eh? Stop giving me that kind of flabbergasted look with your mouth opened like a goldfish!” I glared at him with reproachful eyes and tension hung painfully in the corridor.
When I calmed down and realized what I was doing, I gasped, shocked at the sudden transformation of myself. I looked down at the ground, not daring to meet the eyes of the boy. Finally, I quickened my steps and hurried past the crowd.
When I reached my classroom, I sighed. What had happened to me? I buried my face in my hands and tried to collect my thoughts. A few moments later, a stylish, brown haired, pretty teacher walked into the classroom. I did not notice her till she spoke, with a voice with authority. I looked up and caught my first glimpse of her. “Apparently, Rosa will not be taking this class from this moment onwards, of course,” she gave a infectious smile, “so I will be teaching you all for history. I will try to make the so-called-boring history classes interesting.”

just finished the psle listening compre and immediately online while cooking my lunch.

today was okay except for the fact that i did not bring an umbrella to sch and in the end have to share with my friend, rachel lim, thank you! :)

sorry that i did not continue the story yesterday, was in sch when posting.

argh! i got so many lead assignments that i am going to tear my hair out. just kidding.

anyway, continuing. and my neighbour is there shouting dunno crazy stuff. hate it.... sigh. there it goes again! :(

oops, sorry but then, there is a mistake in my story. this part is supposed to be like this: (wrong words in bold)
My mum…will she help me or reprimand me for staying up so late? I shuddered. My mum was a teacher and was known to be able to deal with children cases in a proper manner. (deleted the part about dad and mom quarreling) I am not sure what her reaction would be after hearing about this incident. I trudged my way home and pushed the gate which joints were rusty and needed oiling. -mom is already divorced


the continuation of the story:
I munched on my sushi and spoke through a muffled voice, “Mum, are you seeing someone?” She choked and coughed till I had to pat her back before she was ok. “Sue…where did you get that idea from?” she asked, eyeing me suspiciously. She must be thinking, “Was she spying on me? I must be careful!” I giggled and answered, “These days, you seem pretty elated and a momentary smile always flickers across your face. So, I thought…. Anyway, if you are really seeing that doctor, go for it mum!” I winked. She stared at me like I was some crazy woman and then burst out laughing. She guffawed, “Sue! My own daughter! He’s married, darling! I was going for my monthly checkups! Oh my god! Haha!” I listened, stunned. My face was flushed until the tips of my ears are red. “Oh…I see… Sorry for the misunderstanding, mom,” I stammered. She suddenly became serious. “I am sorry, Sue. But I haven’t got over what happened between your father and me. I cannot take the chance to be hurt again. I…” she trailed off, tears streaming down her face. I spoke softly, “It’s ok, mum. Everyone gets hurt once in a while,” I remembered what happened between James, my ex-boyfriend, and me, “you just have to learn to be strong and overcome it…” I had started crying too.
“Honey, what’s wrong? You don’t cry easily, that I remember.” I stifled a sob and could not stand it anymore. I blurted out the whole thing. My mom’s mouth was wide agape as she digested this piece of information. She screamed, “That son of a bitch! How dare he bully my daughter? He is going to get it from me when I drive you to school tomorrow!” I hugged her and cried. We stayed like that for an hour.
I sat on my bed and looked out of the window, it was raining. Raindrops trickled down the windowpanes and then, finally, dropped to the middle of the sideway. How lovely it would be to be able to just run away from your problems, just leave them far behind, never to be seen again. My problem with James, tomorrow, I would have to face him. What would he do? Will he do something rough towards me? Most importantly, what would mum do? I don’t want her chasing after him down the road, acting like a mad woman. I sighed out of frustration. So many things, my head is going to burst. At that moment, unconsciously, I cried again. It was the third time I am doing this. Why can’t I stop? I blinked and more tears came. I mumbled to no one in particular, “Take me. Take me away, away from this place, to a place called paradise.” But I knew that such places don’t exist, because this was like hell to me.

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I held onto the car handle fast. My mum and her reckless driving, one more time and I am going to vomit. My hair was in a mess but was soon fixed with the brush of my comb and the rearview mirror. “I have to speak to that boy,” my mom said sternly. Sometimes, I get really frightened too and cower to her. She was a lioness, firm yet charming.
As we stepped out of the car, the vision of my school and students rushing around filled my eyes. I looked around for James and was unusually relieved to find out that James was not here yet. “Where’s that rascal?” my mom demanded. I said urgently, “He is not here yet,” and rushed off to my class. “Hey, Sue! Come back here!” my mother shouted, not furious, just puzzled. I ignored her and went in, there, suddenly, was my boyfriend, the one whom I was suppose to meet that night. Derrick. His eyes blazed. I was in trouble. I instinctively avoided his gaze and pretended that I did not see him. I tried to walk past him. He grabbed my hand. “Nice try,” he said. He pressed me against the wall. He asked furiously, “Where were you that night? I waited for you for one whole hour!” I trembled and stammered, “I, I can explain.” He shouted, “This will teach you a lesson!” He grabbed my wrist and pulled me to the staircase where no one was. Deserted. Derrick snarled. Then, he started kissing me furiously and hugging me. I struggled. No, not the same thing! I pushed him away and ran for my life. I then went to the ladies. I shut myself in a cubicle and naturally, cried. Why was I abused again and again? Was I just a toy to be played with? Why?

to be continued~

about 23 days left to the first paper of psle. lol. sad. unhappy. moody. emotional. lol. haha(wasn't i sad a few seconds ago?) anyway, i am in sch so i cannot continue the story. (by the way, got copyright issues! ok?)hope that you all like it. thanks to those who gave me the encouragement lol. haha. anyway, bad news. my father says that i cannot use com starting from next week! :( sigh... psle is causing me lots of trouble and tomorrow is listening compre psle! my heart in my mouth lol.
saddie, sigh... tears brimmed in my eyes and one slid down my cheek. haha, not compo now. heehee. recently, cannot do drawing as i gotta revise and revise. and i made the font bigger as it will be easier for u all to read my post. i was thinking of putting something like the hits and how many ppl visited my blog! wad you all think? jasmine, can help?
today, pe was again a fun and enjoyable time as we watched funny moves, something like comedy. haha. year end coming and now sooo many ppl sudenly online in msn, dunno why. i wanna install the msn windows live plus! in this computer cuz it is like sooo old fashion lol. :( anyway, byebye

well, today was ok, gonna revise later! :) sigh.... i typed the continuation of e story, enjoy! and i found out my marks:
eng:89
maths:95
sci:86
chi:89
hmt:72(worst ever)
total is 431/500. lol. i think i dropped! :(

Ring!!! My alarm clock rang. I opened one eye and glanced at the time. Then, dozed back to sleep again. “Sue, time for breakfast!” my mom shouted for below. I groaned and forced my still flexible body to sit up. I walk lazily to the toilet and did the usual routine unconsciously. I put on my favourite light purple sweater and jeans. Afterwards, I tied my hair into a ponytail. As I walked down the stairs, my head got clearer and I felt fresher.
“So, Sue. Where did you go last night? I waited for you till midnight.” My mom was always the first to strike up a conversation. At that instant, I stopped momentarily and shivered. Last night. What happened last night? My ex-boyfriend! He…he…. “What’s wrong, honey?” my mother asked, concerned. I was startled and recovered from the shock quickly and briefly answered, “Oh, I went out with my friends.” I then quickly turned to do the dishes. She knew that sign and did not continue the interrogation. I heaved a sigh of relief. However, a tear slid down my face and got mixed up with the soapy water in the basin. I was glad that the blasting water from the basin covered up the fact that I was crying. Again.

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Very soon, I was sure that I would run out of tears and would dehydrate one day. I stared at my cushy pillow. It was soaking wet with my tears. I just could not get over the incident. I thought, “Oh man, mom’s going to come back from work soon. I better clear this mess.” I got a new pillow cover but it was no use as the inside of the pillow was wet too. So, I got a new pillow altogether from the storeroom and replaced the old one. Finally, I was done. At that moment, I heard a car screeching outside and knew that was my dear old mom. She had barely passed her driving test but was determined to drive a car wherever she goes. Just to prove my father wrong.
They had been divorced for about ten years. He left when I was eight. My mother screamed when he walked out of the house with the suitcase she bought for him, full of his belongings. I asked my mom innocently, with big adorable hazel brown eyes, “Mummy, where is daddy going? I want to go too.” But she was too devastated to answer. All I could do was hug my favourite toy and console her although I did not know why she was crying. Then, she hugged me and said in between sobs, “Sue, I am going to create a bright future for you and let that bastard father regret it!” I then answered mildly, “Ok, momma.”
“What are we having for dinner, mom?” I asked eagerly once I heard my stomach rumbling furiously. “We are having your favourite sushi!” she smiled. I looked at her and grinned. She was my idol. Her slim body and reclining figure would make any man drool. You would not even guess that she was forty years old. Recently, she was seeing a doctor in the nearby hospital a lot. Well, maybe they had chemistry…


to be continued~

yesterday, my family and i saw a ladybird cute! i wanna upload the video but soooo long so i gave up, sigh! anyway, tonight my family going to eat pepper lunch whereby we have to cook our own food! so fun haha! anyway, continue the story :

Then, I stopped short. I was cornered. No way to run. I turned around to face this menacing man. He advances towards me and his hands reached out. He was a predator and I was a helpless and hapless prey! Beads of sweat dripped down my forehead. He pinned me down. I struggled and screamed with the lungs of an eighteen year old girl. The cold floor was in sharp contrast with the warm body of the assailant. I was trapped. He glowered above me. We wrestled on the cold floor. I fought tooth and nail to stay alive! He ripped my clothing. He was going to strip me of all my dignity! However, I was not going to throw in the towel. I kept on struggling until there was not an ounce of strength left in me.
Finally, I gave a hard kick. My ex-boyfriend was thrown to the ground. I hurriedly made my escape while he lay slumped on the floor, groaning in pain from the impact of the attack. While running, I pinned my clothes back with tears running down my cheeks. I scanned the empty room. I prayed fervently for some divine intervention. Like an answer to my prayer, I saw light coming from underneath a door. Tears of joy sprang out! I pushed the door eagerly. Yes! I was free. I then bolted the door from the outside. “He will not be able to escape now,” I thought with relief.
As I walk down the streets leading to my house with people drunk at two o’clock in the morning, I could not resist the temptation to cry again. I was nearly a victim to a man’s needs! How could I face the world? I suddenly felt so lonely… I glanced up and saw my house. My mum…will she help me or reprimand me for staying up so late? I shuddered. My parents were both teachers and were known to be able to deal with children cases in a proper manner. However, these days, they have been arguing over the tiniest matters. They had even mentioned the word ‘divorce’ before! I am not sure what their reactions after hearing about this incident will be. I trudged my way home and pushed the gate which joints were rusty and needed oiling. Creak! I sighed. I tip-toed to my bedroom and looked around the bedroom which had been mine since I was five. All my memories, tears and laughter were stored here. I changed out of my stinking clothes and wore new ones.
Afterwards, I laid on my bed. Memories of what had happened one hour ago flashed before my eyes and started dancing in front of my eyes. I was startled and sat up. My deep breathing became pantings. My clothes were soon drenched with sweat. I lay down again, curled up. That night, I cried myself to sleep.

story will be continued~

hi! today, i needed to go back to school and we had a motivational talk. it was fun and amusing! had lots of fun but there was one part when we needed to 'massage our friends'. ouch! was it painful! :( haha.... anyway, i decided to like write a story in my blog lor.... anyway, i will just like put it here. it is about a playgirl who was being kidnapped by her ex-bf and she is trying to escape. then, she become wary of men and has to try to get over her fear sooner or later. if i unexpectedly stop writing my story, dun b surprised for i am known to start something but dun end it, haha! :)oh, there might be like some phrases which 6-1 have used, tata! enjoy my story, lol.... :)

I had thrown caution to the wind. Now, it was getting back at me… I glanced around me, hoping to find a glimpse of light. My eyes adjusted to the gloomy darkness. However, as expected, nothing could be seen in this cold, bare room. I was a prisoner, a prisoner of myself. I should have known better. Better than to wander in the dark, lonely streets at night… a man had followed me. I did not care at first. I was late for my date and had to hurry before my latest boyfriend ditched me. Then, it happened. The man had wrapped his arms around me. I struggled for my miserable life, but the man was too strong for me. I screamed. He covered my mouth as well as my nose, depriving me of oxygen… I tried to breathe but was suffocating, on the inside and outside. For I finally knew what he was going to do. Afterwards, I fainted. I woke up to find myself in this dark lifeless room. Scars were inflicted on my once smooth skin…… what’s done cannot be undone. A salty tear slid down my dirty face. Who kidnapped me?
Just then, the heavy metal door grunted and I heard locks being opened. A chill went down my spine as I anticipated what was behind the door. “Hello there, my little darling,” a hoarse voice said cheekily. I gasped, for what was in front of me was my ex-boyfriend, the one whom I had just dumped three days ago. “Surprised? I thought that I had to get my reward for tagging along with you for a month. I was shocked and crushed when you dumped me but then? You found a new target as soon as I was gone! I was furious and angry,” his face was red and his eyebrowns arched upwards dangerously, “that you forced me to do this to you. Oh, but then, you were quite obedient for a while. After all, you had fainted, right?” There was an evil chuckle. I could not bear it anymore! I screamed, “You monster! You will pay for this! Argh!” I could not admit defeat so easily. My brain worked out a plan as my eyes darted towards the metallic door. I immediately raced there.
“Stop there!” my enemy ordered but I wasn’t listening. The fury and rage burned inside me and that kept me going. I turned round corners and bends, trying to find a way out of this seemingly endless maze. “Haha… you don’t even know where this place is! You can’t run away!” he laughed out loud. My tears flowed out as if a floodgate had opened.

will be continued~

hello, i am at my cousin'd hse today, staying until tomorrow. :) my mum say that this 2 days dun need to study:) but then after that must study hard cuz 4 more weeks to PSLE.

yesterday, we went to e!hub. two more of my cousins(ivy and iris) plus me went to pastamania. we eat spaghetti and a small pizza. at first, this was the conversation with the waitress at the cashier when we ordered:

(waitress)
(ok, 3 chicken bolognese......-wad we ordered)
(oh - opening the lids of the soup pot - there is tomato......and...... - we dunno wad she toking about! haha)
when we went back to our seats......

so.... we went back to order two more chicken bolognese....

(oh.... ok. 2 more chicken bolognese.)

(tomato.....-still dunno wad she toking, sigh....)

(that will be 14 cents and 60 dollars. - supposed to be 14 dollars and 60 cents haha.... :))
so.. i guess that the waitress was a newcomer!
then, we went to the arcade and play the one with the touch screen, play until our hands are painful lor... and also play the basketball, very fun! :) and also play the racing car until mad lor, dun wanna go back haha...
anyway, wad did any of you do during your holidays? put in tagboard thx!