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I can be vain sometimes. And a snob every other week. I wonder if you knew.

Well? What do you think? I made this all by myself. I swear. I actually read up on the tutorials and step by step made some of the things you see here by-my-self.

I thought I might want to have something that's personalized. I mean, more often than not, I'd check this site of mine at least twice a week. So why not make it more like 'home'?

Speaking of home, my family's home from their vacation. I'm not home alone anymore. I should have taken advantage of those alone time more. Oh well. Till next time.

Oprah's great. Have I told you that before? Well, she is. I saw a show of hers the other day. It was about her trip to Africa where she and her crew had a party in those areas where people living there are extremely poor. They brought millions of stuff which were presents for the children there. It was so heartwarming, I actually teared. I love children. Seriously. They're the best people in the world.

I miss secondary school days. I miss having to lug all the textbooks and workbooks and worksheets to school. They can be quite heavy sometimes but I feel like I have a purpose in life, you know. To study. Hahah. I wasn't lost and didn't have to get all stressed up to get a job and face the boss. I didn't have to worry about financial situations. Then, it was all mom and dad. Ok, it still is. But not for long.

I miss all the pretty clean white notebooks we write our notes in. I miss having to write an essay on writing paper. I love English. It's fun. I like thinking up of stories and then trying to find the right vocabulary and grammar to express myself as clearly as possible on paper. And I love getting people to read my essays and getting comments from my teacher and friends. Not to brag or anything but I was quite the creative writer. Hahah more like imaginative. Ok, maybe you're having difficulty believing me, seeing what I type and blog about in here. That's the point. Secondary school days were the days that stirred up my imagination. I think I love English too much because one of my pet peeves is when people write or talk in poor English. Fine. I may not always write or talk in proper English but I try. I read over what I write before submitting it ok.

I miss wearing UNIFORMS. Well, I shouldn't be missing that point so much cuz I'm going to be a full-time nurse in about a year and a quarter. Still. It's the going to school part that's different from then, secondary school and now, polytechnic. We don't wear uniforms to polytechnics. And having to think up of an outfit everyday can be such a chore. Especially when you THINK that you've worn every outfit about 7 times in a week. Those rich life forms out there might not worry so much about it since they're able to afford a whole outfit every other day.

And I'm starting to WHHII-IINNEE!

There're a lot more things that I miss from the secondary school days. Like the classroom and the teachers and the friends and the CCA. And the canteen food. It was CHEAP then, you know. And the EVENTS! Oh man. National Day, Teachers' Day, Racial Harmony Day, Be Yourself Day, SYF. Oh how we celebrated those days. And we sang the National Anthem and said the pledge EVERYDAY in school. I can't remember the last time I did both! And for my secondary school, there were morning prayers and singing of hymns. I MII-SS THAA-AAT!

I'm gonna go now before I whine more.

I wonder how many words I typed.
In my own world,
3:16 PM