<meta name='google-adsense-platform-account' content='ca-host-pub-1556223355139109'/> <meta name='google-adsense-platform-domain' content='blogspot.com'/> <!-- --><style type="text/css">@import url(https://www.blogger.com/static/v1/v-css/navbar/3334278262-classic.css); div.b-mobile {display:none;} </style> </head><body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/37332302?origin\x3dhttp://fongbongshubook.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>

Welcome
fongbongshubook@blogspot.com
Nobody's ever gonna see this so, whatev
13.1.07
BENJI, school and choir, open house, pics
mary murphy says: You have backbone, wishbone and funnybone!
BENJI, you rock!
well school has been okay so far. we have changed our seating arrangement, and it's actually nice to seat beside the door at the back. rushing to school from seminary up north at sis martzi's house makes sitting at the back door really convenient. was running to class as the bell rang and dropped my bag on the floor upon stepping in the back door. tough, especially since mu- does not allow me to leave early? oh well, free exercise i guess.
choir was pretty bad on thursday. i had fun during interviews and one of them was really professional, showing me and adela certificates and even a testimonial from her teacher. woah. and there was one over-confident one? she said, "i can sing pop song rock song but not hiphop. i hate it, rap too. i can't do rap. and don't ask me to dance. for graduation, we had to do indian dance." and then she starts demonstrating. um, whatever. and some sec1 stole my shoe. hello? do yuo not know how your own shoes look like? must you be that blind and wear mine? for goodness sake, open your eyes! and so i had to settle for someone else's. please, it was hidden behind something? i bet that was the correct one, and she goes and wear mine? waaaaaay wrong. and then went for choir which turned out bad in the end. everyone was sombre, and a few cried. it was raining heavily and while walking home, i was splashing in puddles, getting my shoes really soaked. but guess what? i realised it was really theurapatic, this raining business.
went with shinny and serene to the Open House yesterday after school. got our shoes REALLY wet 'cos of that pool at the pathway. gross stuff. uncles was shrieking the whole way. but at the building was really beautiful, so peaceful. the tour was good. haha shinny liked wenjie's tie because it was orange.
but i'm really thankful that they could go. thank you, both of you <3
oh well, pity i'm not bringing anymore today. all 3 of them has a reason.

oh well, shall upload some pics.


the chicks! don't they look ugly?

it opened it's mouth for food. pity it moved as i took it. it looked cute actually.


the mother bird sitting in it's nest.
the sky one evening. isn't it pretty?

12:05