Having nothing better to do (being umemployed and all), I decided to put my presence at home to a useful cause by cleaning up my drawers and cabinets. It was then I chanced upon my first ever hand-written diary. It consists of all my childish doodles in my primary school days... and I realised how
innocent I am back then (I thought I hear snorting.....).
In tribute to my upcoming 19th birthday, I shall extract some materials from that diary and put it inside here. It was actually a harder job than most of you imagine as the handwriting of a seven year old kid was really horrible. I couldn't make up most parts of it...
Alright, here goes:
-When I was 7, I called a tamagotchi (a virtual pet kind of thing) as electronic pet. I actually spelt electronic as "inletroneat". zzzzzzzz. The exact day when I finally learnt how to spell it correctly was unknown.
-There used to be a boy called kah cheong who bullied me by hitting me with his waterbottle. Wherever he may be now, I'd like to wreck veagence. (heeeee...just kidding.)
-My parents spent a lot of money buying me a tamagotchi (well it was expensive back then) because I scored well in my exams. It was a pet dog and I named it BOBO. wth? what a name!
-My noblest dream in primary school is to get into university. I almost laughed my head off when I read that line because I spelt university as "unisciti". This was the girl who wants to get her feet into uni! dotz. can't even spell.
-sad days = the days when I'm expected to do homework and when father forced me to study. I didn't know I had such a hatred for books back then. hehss.
-happy days = the days when mom didn't cook and I was brought out to have a meal of Macdonalds. (it sounds easy to be happy huh???)
-I loathe having chinese spelling. In fact, I found out that I even went to the extent of cheating before. The curious thing is: I almost always get full marks even if I didn't learn. *proud*
-In year 1998, I didn't have a birthday cake cos my family was suffering frm financial crisis. (So can I have two cakes this yr...?=P)
can anyone else rmb what they are like when they are young? Share lar... any more stupid than me?
When I'm free, I shall keep my diaries in a safe place so that one day (maybe a thousand yrs later), it will be dug up and someone will write a story on it. Maybe it'll be as famous as anne frank. lollls. *pure daydream*
2 days to my birthday!!! *happy*