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__ Tuesday, January 23, 2007 ;

English lesson (23rd jan) and Personal Recount

I thought today's lesson was going to be a normal one, but i was wrong...SJJ splited us in groups and then i thought..."ok, this is lesson is going to be very slack. I can talk and relax..haha.." However, i never expected that we had to act out a narrative story we would have to come up with. I got a big shock when i heard that. I was forced to act today and i seriously hate acting. I ABSOLUTELY HATE IT. I just could not do it when i had to act hysterically with my hands waving. I didnt want to look like a crazy lunatic.-.-

Well lets move on to my assignment......

I can only relate "mischievous" to my life.
The definition of mischievous is : playful, troublesome and causing mischief

When i was in Primary school, i was one very mischievous boy. I remembered i used to skip my prefect duties everyday to play soccer. I sure did got into a lot of trouble with the prefect master until i lost count of the number of times i got suspended. hehe. I also used to have an interest with spiders. I loved to catch them and put them in plastic bottles. I sure freaked my mum out when one day i brought back home a spider almost as big as my hand. Man it was big!!! My mum then become paranoid that the spider would escape and run around the house. But i assured her that it would not happen as i knew that this spider was poisonous and maybe even deadly. I placed it under my bed during the night when i went to sleep. But when i woke up in the morning, the whole bottle was gone. I searched frantically for it, but to no avail. I soon found out that my mum secretly took the bottle with the spider in it and threw it down the rubbish chute. Poor spider i thought...

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