Thursday: Yesterday we had kids from Civil Defence, visiting our campus. Biasa. Nak kongsi pengalaman la konon. About CPR, evacuate & etc... Firstly, it was about how to use the triangular bandage. Here it goes...

Sly volunteer to be the casualties of this mamat (whatever-his-name-is). Poor Sly kena bully.Mister Dummy.

Try imagine 'ME' doing CPR.
Baik-baik orang itu maseh bernyawa terus mampos. :\Next, learn how to do CPR with the handsome dummy who is unconsious. It was funny as to how Meihong demostrated. Ahahaha :D Cute.
We then proceed to basketball court for this (as shown below). Chey baik ah Ida (the future firewoman). Cool or what? Evacuation/rescue.
* Oh, before I forgot there’s something which Ida ordered me to mention it in here... ya.. there's this one guy who assemble exactly macam Andy, Ida’s guyfriend.*

:) :) :)

Friday: And today? I had alotsa things to complain.. First of all, IHT presentation really SUCKS! And Mr. Elvin being sucha oldie who nags a lot today. Yes, I know it is for our own good but pagi-pagi buta nak membebel for what? Please ey, spoilt mood only. AS phrase test was postpone to next Monday. Yesssarrrr, I haven’t prepare!

The following; somethings really got me standing on my toes, testing every single inch of my patience. Seriously, Mr. Choo is being sucha bitch. We had class outing: watch Meet Dave at Cathay but we girls (7 of us) couldn’t make it as we have dance every Friday.

When we were in bus 154 halfway to Jurong Point, Ida received a message from Sharefah saying that the dance class was cancel because my poor hubby falls sick. Kecian. Abeh Ida, Kat, Hira, Shasha & Yati sot gila babi nya. But this part is acceptable as we still can make it to the outing. Hira called Mr. Elvin to inform him that we can join them.

Fine, we then alighted at Lakeside to board train back to campus to collect our bags as we were too “hardworking” to bring it along. This time I received Mr. Choo message.

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“Celeste class for Bangkok trip starts at 12 noon & the otherstarts at 1.30pm.Must come learn the finale dance.” -SMS

“Must come. COMPULSARY! You girls only had like a few more weeks to practice.” -On the phone

Arghhhhhh! Then we girls had a debate session for a while on whether to go for movie or dance class, instead of staying calm & trying to find a solution. Lol. But in the end, we went for the dance practice for 2 hours or so because that curly make it sound as if we die die must come. So ya. Rock ‘N’ Roll kapahs? Hehehehe. Well, Mr. Choo tried hard enough to make-up with us back to atone his mistake; with his dirty jokesss. Normal. Nak escape from kena lecture from us (plus: kena rembat from Shasha, Yati & free from his hair being pluck by Ida.)
Lol lol lol. Sound so cruel.

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