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Tuesday, September 01, 2009


















TEACHER'S DAY=STUDY DAY?

Well, i can confidently deny that i did study as much as i expected today. Seriously hil, you are given 24 hours today to study, did you make full use of your time? Apparently not. Well, lets not cry over spilled milk and move on. :D

Part 1
Today was like a teacher's day for me. Except for the waking up part of the day that wasn't what i expected, everything went pretty well. I started this wonderful day by waking up late and realized that my family left without me. hmphFFF. After one crawling hour of leg numbing bus rides, they went on with breakfast without me and met me straight at red hill interchange. They were not as bad as i thought when they bought the high calcium soya milk at maxwell market :D Thanks. After meeting my grandmother, we took a bus to city hall and strolled to swissotel in the sweltering heat. Spending some time with my aunt from hk, grandparents, mother, cousin and brothers in the hotel, we went to esplanade to have our lunch. The inconsistent weather made a 180 degrees turn from a cheerful cloudless sky to gloomy, gargantuan storm. As a result of the weather, no signboard seafood was unexpectedly empty! We literally had the whole restaurant to ourselves and our food started to be served before i can finish this sentence. Taking our time to enjoy the taste to the fullest and enjoying each other's company, we finished lunch at 2pm.

Part 2
As they continued their bonding session, i started my bonding session with my book. My math, although i know tomorrow is the English and Chinese prelims. I met !ants-of-the-sky! at city hall and after much deliberation and walking around the train stations like confused squids, we ended up at woodlands regional library to study. I spent 2 whole hours doing mathematics and mathematics only. I felt that it was a remarkable achievement although i could have done better. At around 6pm, my legs had enough. They(my legs) protested by giving me terrible cramps that made me feel like lying down anywhere, even if it meant in the wet, hard ground that the unforgiving rain just poured on. We (my legs and i) decided that it was time to go home.

Part 3
Limping to the bus interchange, i was victorious. We boarded the bus and embarked on a journey back to jurong. Surprisingly, it took one sprinting hour. It just goes to show that it is better if you have company. It was almost 7.11pm and we were still in the bus. I took out my delicious, fragrant and mouth watering mentos from my strawberry jam jar of sweets, peel off the wrapper and popped the jem into my mouth in front of !ants-of-the-sky!. I didn't want to make him feel deprived as i could hear his tummy growling from the end of the earth and felt that he was weaker and weaker every second and i had to be his walking stick/cane. I passed him my adaptor and phone and we heard the malay radio station, anxiously waiting for the slow orders given to eat. Finally, he can eat. MY DELICIOUS MENTOS! :D He regained a minute amount of energy and burst into life. The bandinage finished off our last few minutes when he finally had the energy to talk. We went our seperate ways, both doing the same thing: Have dinner with our family.

Part 4
I met up with my parents and we went to hunt for food. Jurong point's flaw is that it is always too crowded. After rejecting 5 restaurants, we finally settled down at the new Ambush restaurant. Over the dinner table, we had a multifarious conversation while tasting our food to the fullest. It has been a long day for my family and I.

Well, i can confidently deny that i did study as much as i expected today. In exchange, i got to spend the time with my family which i hardly do.

Which is more important? A certificate that 'defines' your future or the bond that kept and will keep you going in the future?