‘Cher!

I was rather amused yesterday when I entered the land of the sailor uniforms. I couldn’t quite get used to their “Thank you, Miss Tan. God bless you, Miss Tan. See you next time, Miss Tan.” A rather long-winded version of St. Marg’s “Thank you and God bless you, Miss Tan”. But why was I amused? I taught PE and Chinese yesterday. HAHA. I realised that I can read and speak relatively okay Chinese, but am hopeless with writing it. The evidence is as follows:

Some super cute P2 girl: “Lao shi, ze mo xie bi zi (nose)?”
Me: Errrr… I don’t know.
Girl: But you’re the Chinese teacher!
Me: But I’m not a Chinese teacher!

Watched Pride and Prejudice yesterday. I might as well say it (even though I may be biased) but Frances saved the show. There were like 10 dances in it which I started falling asleep in after a day of running after little girls. And it’s “Dar-be-sher”, not “Der-be-sher”.

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I know that it’s probably irrational, but some of my friendships in AC seem very conditional (Conditional in the sense that they were simply there because of circumstances, like being in the same class etc.). Now that we’re apart, I don’t say that I miss them and they don’t say that they miss me. It’s as if we almost didn’t exist in each other’s lives. We meet up simply because we’re part of a group and it seems obligatory to organise some kind of meeting now that we’re out of the system.

I just want university to start. And I hope that Laura gets into USP (and I do too). I want to sit in lectures with Moonie. Heh. Most of all, I want to say goodbye and get it over with…

I hate how you tear us down, how you bring tears to their eyes. I don’t know if I can say that I’ll miss you when you go. And you know what? That saddens me.