HELLO senors and senoritas :)

its MEEEEEEE :)

is it just me or hasn't anyone posted a tribute to MDM GOH?

you guys never know, you know, maybe she might come visit our blog. so i shall post a tribute. :)

like right now.

*EHEM*

MDM GOH,
she was the Mother Theresa
who is not yet a mother,
and biologically not ours either.

She ignited the spark
of our usage of
Standard English,
and also a little of Singlish.

She introduced us to a world
where knowledge was power,
and cannibalism
is frowned upon in most societies.

She was the teacher who TRIED
to make us better students
by telling us NOT
to purchase pirated VCDs.

She was, MDM GOH.
the teacher who finally
met a fork in the road,
and chose to see the sakuras bloom :)

(correct me if i'm wrong, but MDM GOH went to Japan right? =x)

THE END.

YAY!

YES YES! I KNOW YOU GUYS THINK I'M A BUDDING WRITER.
AND YES! I HAVE A FLAIR IN POETRY.

XDDDDDDDDDD

okay okay. :)
tribute over.
in case we HAD a tribute already done, but i was so kuku to have missed it.
then sorry.
but don't delete this tribute okay?
i put my heart and soul into it.
okay, not maybe my heart and soul.
but a few minutes of MY 24 hours.
and besides, the more tributes the merrier right?

OKAY! before i leave, i shall give you a glimpse of my short narrative okay? okay? okay?

I watched them from afar. He gazed into her eyes so adoringly. I remembered the time when those eyes stared back into mine. I could feel my heart jump a little before it crashed into a million pieces. I wondered why he ditched me for her. (okay, so the 'ditched' spoils the setting but SHUSH.) I couldn't see what she had that I didn't. He was practically drooling at the sight of her. She was naked and clueless. He pinched her side playfully. When he saw no reaction from it, he grabbed her by the waist and .....

A-HA! go to my blog for the ending. :) if you want laaa. if not, then fine. ===''

BYE BYE PEOPLE!








- ANNAAAAAAAAAAAAAA :)