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Emily
16111994
ex-Compassvalite
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"And speaking of Italy and sports cars that I stole there, you still owe me a yellow porsche" -Alice Cullen.

Saturday, October 6, 2007

I think I must really rewind what happened for the past two weeks...So many funny things happened! Ok i shall write down the funniest thing first..

I think it happened a few days before EOY. A lot of people were studying outside of the geog room, as we all cannot go into the geog room during recess. then when the prefects opened the door, some people went inside first. Then one girl came to call all of us back. then there was something fishy about it alrd, cos why in the world would ppl call us back? We would go back to the geog room sooner or later rite? Then Liwen opened the door. All of us were behind her, waiting. Suddenly Jacq who was hiding behind the door in the geog room shouted and jumped out of her hiding place. those ppl who went into the room first were all hiding under the tables. And then I think Tricia opened an umbrella , very suddenly, at the back of the room. Wenhui was so freaked out by it. Haha! But the rest of us behind liwen and wenhui didn't get scared cos we weren't so near the door. Lolx!

After this episode, we all decided to play this again, only this time on ms sie. Just before her lesson, we all got ready and took our place. Jacq stood behind the door again, and some people hided in the storeroom, and switched on the lights, so that it looked quite eerie as the storeroom door was louvred and the light can escape a bit from it. Haha! Julia took the umbrella and waited at the teacher's desk..And we all waited. Finally someone said Ms Sie was going to open the door. I was so apprehensive of what her reaction would be, yet excited. When the door opened, Jacq didn't scream. I thought our plan was going to fail, but suddenly Julia opened the umbrella and there was a "pop" sound..All of us got up from our positions silently. We looked at Ms Sie. The people inside the storeroom came out also. Someone switched on the lights. Julia asked "Ms Sie, were you scared?" then ms Sie was like "Uh no?! This is actually quite predicted as pupils tend to get 'kee kee' before exams" We were all laughing at each other's expressions that time! it was seriously funny, planning to scare Ms Sie, yet failing to do so. Seriously it was so comical can! (: And TG Ms Sie wasn't angry. I thought she would scold us for playing this prank on her and not revising our work. haha!

Ums I am so free that I dunno what to do. i keep on thinking that I have hw. Maybe because i am so not used to this kind of freedom. NO MORE HW! Lol!

YOU ARE THE MUSIC IN ME

Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, yeah
You are the music in me...

You know the words "once upon a time"
Make you listen, there's a reason
When you dream there's a chance you'll find
A little laughter, or happy ever after

You're harmony to the melody
That's echoing inside my head
A single noise above the noise
And like a common thread
You're pulling me

CHORUS:
When I hear my favourite song
I know that we belong
You are the music in me
It's living in all of us
It's brought us here because
You are the music in me

Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, yeah
You are the music in me...

It's like I knew you before we met
Can't explain it, there's no name for it
I sand you words I've never said
And it was easy
Because you see the real me
As I am, you understand
And that's more than I've ever known
To hear your voice above the noise
And know I'm not alone
Oh, you're singing to me

CHORUS

Together we're gonna sing
we got the power to say what we feel
Connected and real
Can't keep it all inside

Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, yeah
You are the music in me(repeat)

CHORUS

Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, yeah
Na, na, na, na
You are the music in me...

That's all!

Later,
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freedom

Oh dear me, I am the real essence of style.