Can I live up to this?
Is this a chance for me to be significance?
How many people's lives' will I change?
WHY was I chosen?
Surely somebody more experienced in this field should do it?
Will it be a dent in my pride if I screw?
Is that what I fear?
The fear of not living up to my potential?
Or the fear of changing someone's mind for the worst?

Are these excuses, are they VALID excuses?
Take me as a living, concrete example,
why we run away from significance.

Against all odds, I promised Mrs Tan, to do it.
More importantly, those P6s, i've silently marked in my heart.
And the most importantly, to God, to promise Him to live the life of significance.
"Be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve great. And some,
have greatness thrust upon them throughout."

Gosh, I'm a mao(not the nice hair guy k.) and a dun.
A contradictiooon. To myself. But seriously. I will freeze up.
Okay. you know I just realised I have not mentioned what I'm talking about.
Sounds big huh. We-ll, not for you at least.

Ah, well today. Mrs Lee-Tan called me up to see her.
I thought i was in deeeeeeeeep trouble.
It was freaky lah, and I saw the paper,
and she went "Caitlin, this is a privilege"
And i was thinking, OM, is she gonna make me retake that history test!

And then she was like, I...
Have... selected you, to give a talk to the P6 parents
about selecting IJ as their secondary school choice.
I was like. OOHHKAY...
and there and then, i was just.
Speechless.
like. WHY me. WHY.
seriously, Mrs Tan has caught me in the most embarassing moments possible.
What have I done? I'm not exactly the history-girl.
But I never really saw it coming. She never seemed like the one who would pick me.

Augh. but anyway, I couldn't turn her down.
So, a promise is a promise.
Sarah tripped over the umbrella today!
HAHA, the big one outside 1/2.
Meant for wrapping.
The first thought : Now surely the fat lady could have fit under that?
HAHAHAHAHA. you see lah. such bad influence.
great. we got held back for chinese
):
Eh, and now we have to do composition.
This is the time i really need my iPod.
AHA YOU SEE. i'm that much of a loser to lose it.
How do i speak to 640 parents admist the hectic studying period?

RAWWRRR. we-ll. haha, then TIFF! omg TIFF.
damn cute. DAMN BLURRRRRR.
haha, from last time, I like your thick(compo)pad
Tiff:that sounds wrong
-One week later(todayyyy)-
"Tiff, can i borrow your nice thick pad?"
Tiff: I don't have a thick one, but here."
-hands over SANITARY pad!-
"TIFF! COMPOSITION PAD."
HAHAHA. OMG
The other OMG of the day is MEGAN YEO.
ohemgee. PLEASE. omg, MEGAN LEH.
how can!): i know a CKRT.
Hawhaw.thank chew minneh.

Umm. what else? Rachel's obsession with the pelvic thrrrrussst has gone too far.
TOOOO FAR. today?
oooh, pelvic high jump, pelvic prance,pelvic twist,pelvic run.
SICK LAH PLEASE.
and then Anabel was likeee. What's PELVIS.
and we got ourselves thinking : EHH! is that how Elvis got his name?
PELVIS PRESLEY.
But nah, MICHAEL JACKSON LAH. awhawww. x)

Ahah. I'm so nervous. Ah, got the teacher's day thing settled at dance.
:) I gotta say, Renee's really the most determined.
Let's offer her the respect due.
HAWHAWH,kaela got isabel in trubble.
Put the ice cold green tea bottle up her pinafore
Typical, isabel let out her super loud shrill SHRIEK. (CUZ SHE THOUGHT IT WAS A SCORPION?!)
and right outside Mrs tan's class, while she was teaching.
And got the scolding for kaela.
Eheheheheh.
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edits are needed.
(there is so much to post about. Bright eyes, diary post, phone post, beijing post,picture post,spur of the moments)
It's just too much.

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