Long Long Long....
I have skipped MAB yet again. No point going. I didn't do my work anyway. So here I am, starting my updates and babbles.
The presentation for MOR is over!!! Grrr.. I feel like a
DORK! Nevertheless, Patricia said it was very well done.( Then again, Patricia, being the nice Patricia, said that to all the groups that presented yesterday.) She had no idea what time we slept at all, or could it be she sensed our fatigue through our presentation? One thing I am sure of, we all can speak. We don't really know what the presentation was about because there was no time for a complete run through, still, when we start to speak, the knowledge that we unconciously picked up for the past week came tumbling out. Other things I am not sure, but talk, speak and laugh loud out? No problem.
Who is the second idiot that said "Empty vessels make the most noise?" Did I just say I have no problems in expressing my thoughts? Tell that to me few years back and you will probably be better off speaking to a block. I used to hate to talk. Mum used to tease me, saying that I have gold hidden in my mouth. I do have something powerful, but not gold. According to my friends, I have this ability to stay very cool, keep a very straight face, and tell a joke.
(I am sure 'tell a joke' means saying the stupidest thing that contradict the image I portray, but, well, they were nice)Ever since then, nobody believes that I hate to talk. I think there is this 'reflex' in me that when I am with people who needs others to open them up, I will speak. If there isn't a need to, I shut up. I hate to be present in a very quiet atmosphere because only 2 outcomes will be generated. 1) I will be bored. 2) I will laugh non stop.
Tell that to the jean yip hair dresser I went to. It was so quiet that I started to make strange sound to contain my laughter. I ended up scaring the hell out of him. of course, I never went back there again.
Then there was the GP lessons. I didn't know what ticked me off. I started laughing over something and in the end, the whole class laughed with me. It lasted for a full 10 mins.
And how can I forget the literature lesson with Mr Wun. He told me to read and nana was shaking like crazy beside me. It was real quiet and everyone was staring at me, waiting for me to read. And then I laughed. Because Mr Wun couldn't control my never-ending laughter, he told nana to read. And that is when teachers arrange 2 crazy people to sit together, trouble came. Nana started laughing too. We were punished standing in front of the class,facing the notice board, still laughing. We laughed till lesson ended and he threatened to bring us to the discipline master.
Dear Mr Wun, how do you discipline 2 innocent girls when the only offence they commited is to score in your literature class and laugh because they were so happy and innocent then?
Nevertheless, what past is past. I have to get hold of myself, otherwise the next time you peeps see me, I will probably be in the asylum blogging about the funny patients there. Worse still, not knowing that I am actually one of them.
That apart, I have received 2 early birthday presents yestreday! I love them so much! It is not what the present was, but rather the effort taken to find the present, the sincerity in really wishing the best for me and not buying a present for the sake of buying. I was so touched. Argh! Don't tear Jacq.. don't tear. Smile when you know you are loved. Life needs such smiles to perk you up. Smile.
Jacqueline
9:00 AM
