Sunday 2 December 2012

Graduated!!

Harroooooooooooooo everybody! Sudden mood to blog about my graduation, even though prom was a day before graduation – I don’t have any photos from that day, so, we’ll stick with what I have first ^_^

This post will mainly be photos and less typing since I’m getting lazier day by day.. Don’t ask me why I’m still keeping this blog going coz I don’t know, either.

Majority of the photos includes myself – bear with me? Laughing out loud

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To anyone who attended the graduation ceremony and witnessed all of us singing our graduation song, you’ve prolly noticed that only the first 4 words (Chinese wordings shown above) of the chorus was sung the loudest because 3/4 of everyone never practiced or did research on the song LOL

 

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All the teachers whom had taught our batch ^_^

Took photos whilst waiting in line to cry our eyeballs out:

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Look at how happy our principle was. Confirm because the most problematic batch is finally getting rid off!

 

And then..

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We know, we know. Die die also must vain in tears Nyah-Nyah

 

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YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAHHHHHHH DONE DONE DONE. After all these years of tolerating CHMS’s unreasonable, irrational, ridiculous, absurd, illogical rules and regulations and demands, I’M FREED Laughing out loud 

Life has been nothing but nonsensical studying there. But when there’s a downside, there’s always a bright side. Met all the wonderful people and I’m grateful for that.

Things that my school had taught me well:

As long as you get the money, being horrible is ok.

Do everything at the very last minute because preparations are for losers.

Reject whatever you dislike even when the person has done it with all their heart.

Nothing is more important than money.

Provoking people at every way possible.

Be unfair.

The more money you get others to donate for your own, the better!

It doesn’t matter how you feel because what matter is how I’m completely oblivious about your feelings.

Your opinion is irrelevant.

MORE MONEY.

 

So far, I can only come up with these. I’ll write another entry on the marvelous CHMS as soon as I get all the ideas.

Today, my mom gave away every single piece of my school uniform to her friend’s daughter without letting me say good bye to them Crying face 

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Au revoir.. Broken heart