hEllo!
Wow! Yesterday was the first time i worked anywhere. And it had to be at the Science Centre. It was really fun! I mean there were four of us in a group and we had to coach little kids how to make twirlers and thaumetropes. The kids were so cute and they were like so energetic not at all like us teenagers who are always so shy and grumpy about doing anything ( including me!). Come to think of it, none of the teenagers i know have ever been excited about doing anything not related to as "cool". It's sad really. I mean when we were young we were like so bubbly and energetic and enthusiastic about doing anything. Now it's like all so mellow and everything. Oh well i can't say i wouldn't be surprised if an Ah Pek tried to climb a coconut tree.
Anyway, school is gonna start in a couple of weeks. I'm so scared i get nightmares about the first day of school. It's scary! Like i keep dreaming about a guy in a suit locking me up in a classroom and then i suffocate to death while that stupid guy is laughing. Don't laugh. You have no idea how many weirdos there are in school.
And the books are no help at all! They are so bloody heavy and thick! Can you believe we're gonna read it all in a year?! I wonder if i will have time for blogging next year. I've signed up for so many things. The Science Centre for one. Then there's the IN crowd ( but i'm not sure if i've been selected. I got an email today but i still have to send them my portfolio so we'll see) Then i've got Editorial in which i'm gonna be a senior. And then i'm also giving tuition. And i'm also thinking of visiting an orphange. Just to see how it's like and maybe engross the kids in something.
I know it's alot but the important thing is that i would love to do any of those no matter how exhausting it may be. That and juggling all of them with school work and my commitments to my friends and family. And of course , blogging! :)
But i plan on being more mature starting from next year which also means no crazy laughing, if i can help it! But maybe not. I love to laugh! I hope next year doesn't turn me into a grouch. Grouches are boring and they're always talking about dying. Mental cases!
Oh well! Au Revoir! :)
