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Monday, January 23, 2006 Y

My Childhood Memories

In playschool, I was always standing at the front of the line, because poor me was, and still is, extremely short. Come to think of it, I was a total angel in playschool - my tcher must have really loved me. I mean, I was the perfect child maan. I ate nicely, I nvr had a wrinkle on my uniform, I didn't played with dirty little boys etc. I was the role model for the PERFECT GIRLISH GIRL O_O ; quite snobbish then. This, my family, has to take the blame. Being the firstborn, I was affectionately known as the DARLING PRINCESS.

In kindergarten1, I learned how to scream REALLY REALLY LOUD. I didn't like going to school, and was always late. I remembered that there was a time when I only turned up for school at 11.30AM, but school had already ended at 10.30AM (my gran insisted that I went there for a look). Dragged to school at what I had deemed an unearthly hour (9.00AM, I think), I would just go into ANGRY-mode, and cry and scream. I think my tchers hate me then. I WAS TRULY THE LITTLE DEVIL. LOL (x

In kindergarten2, I was a lot more quiet, a lot more mellow. Always, just sitting there, .. SLEEPING! Truly a terror.

In primary1, I was really obediant, as my school was really strict with little brats.

In primary2, I was really quiet too, because I was in a sucky class after a school-transfer. Too ashamed to even cough.

In sembawangprimaryschool, I made the BIGGEST HOOHAH a little brat could make. I was truly scary - thinking back, I really must laugh. Maan, I was THAT bad.

A LOT, A LOT MORE MELLOW NOW in secondary4 (:
Still able to scream REALLY REALLY LOUD if needed to. LOL x)


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