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Thursday, May 01, 2008 // 6:35 AM
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Singaporeans to receive first Growth Dividends on Wednesday.
money's in people. heh.

when i went jogging the other day, i realised the perfect song to jog with while listening to ipod is "potential break up song" by aly&aj. somehow i find that the beat and rhythm of the song co-ordinates with my running speed. so yah.

just came back from going round the school looking for pupils to hand out the overseas badminton consent forms. first p5 then p4 and just now was p3. so freaking tired. went up and down from lvl1 to lvl6. i have no idea how they arranged the positions of the classes coz it seems weird. it's like p3 classes separated into all the different levels. when i went into p3 diligent, one of the kids went up to me and was like, "yes teacher?" and when i walked out he keeps saying goodbye many times. another class, this girl suddenly called me and said, "teacher, i haven't take my oral exam yet." i was stunned coz when i called out the pupil's name, they obviously thought i was gonna take them for oral exam. haha. several classes i went to, they stood up and greeted me. wow. nvr imagined i would be a teacher. hahaha. which obviously i am not.

two more hours. and i'm off.

goodbye for now.

tomorrow's labour day. mayday.

with love, lydiana

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