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Wednesday, May 30, 2007
my art teachers are so cute!

ok.. the other time i drew this picture of me chained to the brushes, then wanna kick soccer, YES, the picture was elvis's idea. i was drawing out his idea. i thought i creditted that to you? :]]

anyway. haven;t been blogging. lots of things happening. read ky's blog, hahah. so mean. but ok, i think i'm meaner. cos i actually said these words to xm, to tell xm to tell m_c_e_l_.

"hey, thanks for picking up my secondhand stuff. i really wanna get rid of it, but i didn't know how to. so thanks for helping me clean up that piece of dump, clearing that mess that was created. smirk."

hahah. how was that. cool right. eeww. so bimbo. yuck. no lar. it's really very mean. will never say that. but seriously, if i've been this bitchy, i would have just walked up and slapped her. that slap would be for the commotion and tiredness and the sadness that she caused in everyone, everyday. everyone was so tired of this. SO irritating.

mid summer night's dream

everyone was quite shocked to see me. hahah. cos i'm so non-lit. but hey, i studied pure lit in ijtp leh.

minwei: "then why you never continue now?"

me: "i'm scared of it already." (the 2 years with mrs mag low. brrr.)

but honestly, i really enjoyed it. it was at fort canning park and everyone had to sit on the grass to watch the play. the play was all around us, the actors walked on platforms that were built around us, so we had to turn here and there to watch the play. the actors could also just kiss and fall asleep (part of their act) and crawl and shout and talk in front of us. hahah. it was a comical and romantic play. a little musical too. saw one of ijtp Nigel in the play, acting as one of titania's fairies.. although i must admit it was VERY uncomfortable, my legs were like so super numb, but it was really an interesting play. they spoke ancient literature language, which took me quite a while to understand. "art thou thy thee"

piano performance

had a little piano performance at bukit timah shopping centre, SingOn music centre.. aiya. nothing much. audience was children, and then the piece i played was slow one, everyone was falling asleep. hahah.

on wednesday, me meihung mrs ng and ms hew were watching some animation, then mrs ng said

"meihung, you do animation then ask chenghong to play the music for you."

meihung: "cheng, really ar?"

mrs ng: "YAR! cos she's always piano here piano there, piano performance this and that. hahah."

me: "har. heheh. no lar no lar. no more already."

mrs ng: "eh, actually i want to learn piano leh. can i learn piano without learning the dou ya zi?" (dou ya zi = beansprouts = what she meant was music notes)

me: "har, cannot lar."

mrs ng: "can or not? like just memorize.."

me: "oh. like that can lar. memorize then just play. i got friends learning this way."

mrs ng: "oh heheh. ok. you teach me. i allow you to scold me. hahah. this time i become your student. i give you permission to scold me- mrs ng!!! why are you so stupid??? why you use your tou pi to think??? hahahah." (tou pi = head scalp)

i was like ok.. hahahah.

ms hew: "cheng..hong...! you know how to play piano ar? grade what already?"

me: "grade 8"

ms hew: "WAAAAAA, you know how to play piano ar? i see you always so blur one. everytime ask you or call you you will go har .. ?"

me: "har?"

mrs ng: "no no no, she may be blur now, but later when she play.." then mrs ng gave the serious look, and start to act as though her hands were sweeping across the piano keyboard. HAHAH.

ms hew: "you can play jiao cha one ar?" (jiao cha one ar = hands over one another. LH plays the treble clef)

me: "er. yar."

ms hew: " waaaaaa, then your fingers got cross one not?" (got cross one not = cross fingers. she did the one middle finger over index finger) but obviously we don cross it like this.. usually it's thumb under third finger.

me: "have to ar.. :]]"

ms hew: "wa, chenghong! "

the rest was giggles. and more lame stuff. hahah. seriously. my art teachers are REALLY cute!

got to do work now. shall upload pictures another time. yea. another time.



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