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Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Back to School 2009

5:30am - omg! i woke up and thinking of that the big day ahead, will i be a good mentor? who am i working with? charge my iPhone, get Seniors uniform out to be ready.

9:00am - school starts! omg, yr 8 and 11 starts today. weather so hot and humid. go to under covered shelter for yr 11 meetup. head off to yr 8s meet up and went with their hsg (as part of mentor program)

10:20am - lunch yay! took pics of our asian yr 11 seniors. don`t they look good? LMAO. check it @ http://flickr.com/photos/kayohh/tags/backtoschool2009/

mentor program - work with Ellen, Amellia today. Bo is part of the mentor team of hsg CU08B, but in china atm. played games, giving yr 8 students tour. mentor program session today last from app 9:30am - 12:15pm.

12:15pm (lesson 3) - head to CPAC, did random yr 11`s program. it`s all good.

1:25pm - lunch ahhh

1:55pm - bell rings for lesson 4. LOL. i got physics. did physics quiz, and darn, i failed to answer most questions correct. thinking of dropping out of physics =D

3:05pm - bell rings to go home. ahh what a tiring day. but it`s all good.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

The Hobbit-Hole

LOL, I wrote this poem for English homework during my first term of year 9. The English teacher read out some of the passages that were from the book "The Hobbit" and told us to write a 10-line poem about it, so I did.

The Hobbit-hole
There was a hobbit-hole in the ground,
Where the hobbit lives safe and sound.
The hole wasn't nasty, dirty or wet,
Nor it was dry, sandy or fret.
A perfect, round, green door,
Which bring them peace and no war.
In the middle there was a shiny knob,
Cleaning and polishing sure did this job.
Leading to a tube-shaped hall,
You surely don't find any brawl.

Sorry if it doesn't make sense.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Nước chảy về nguồn

Heyy =]
I just wanna share some poem I learnt in Vietnamese class last year...

Nước chẩy về nguồn
Nầy em, hoa bí hoa bẩu,
Lại xem để nhớ trái sầu ly-hương.
Nầy em, hoa nở hướng dương,
Lại xem để nhớ con đường Việt Nam.
Em ơi, mấy lũy tre làng.
Xem đi để khỏi ngỡ-ngàng hương thôn.
Nước đâu cũng chảy về nguồn,
Làm người sao vội quên Tông Tổ mình?
̣(Mùa Vu-lan Perth 89)