A different type of rain

Hello again.

This post has no exact meaning or logic to it, just so you know. So, it has been raining cats and dogs for the past week. Not only it has ruin my jogging plan, it has also made me sleep more. How evil can the rain get? But as I thought about it, I don't hate the rain, in fact, I love the rain. I have repeated myself one too many times so I shall not blab too much about it. However, if you want to read my little story about the rain, click here.

I was just doing a little mind wandering as usual and a little crazy thought ran through my mind. Just as I was effortlessly day dreaming, I thought it will be so cool if cereal could fall from the sky like the rain.   I mean really, just think about it. Every time it rain cereals, we can grab our cute bowls and spoon and collect cereals like there's no tomorrow. We can have endless refills! Besides, we can even make cereal angels on the ground and throw cereals at each other. With a little help of PVA glue, you can make cereal man!

Here's a scenario: You forgot to bring money to school and you are starving. The delicious smell of fried chicken nuggets lingers in your nose when you enter the canteen and all you can do is stare at it; in hope that by the looks of the fried chicken nuggets, you will get full. And just when you are about to return to class with an empty stomach, it starts to rain cereals. You hurry to an open area and look up at the sky with your open mouth and start crunching the free cereals. Man, that will be so amazing. Not only raining cereals can feed the hungry, it is also a healthier choice of food. Oh, raining cereals will also lessen the amount of effort needed for ants to find food.

All in all, I reckon raining cereals should exist. :)

Here are four nice stuff:

1. Friendship necklace. 
2. Homemade Pan Mee. 
3. Reading on a rainy night. 
4. Catching a sight of the beautiful pink-blue morning sky before heading to school. 

A smile that made my day

This is Adelyne. She's my baby cousin; my cutest baby cousin! :)

She was at the backseat when my grandpa picked me up from school. It has been a horribly long time since I've last seen this cheeky lil' girl. My grandparents were extremely free to take care of Adelyne so my baby sitting wasn't needed that often anymore. Consequently, she gave me a strange and sullen look when I entered the car.

It took awhile for her to remember me. And when she did, I sensed her shyness. Grandpa told me that she was old and smart enough to recognize and call people, but she refused to acknowledge me as cheh-cheh. It was heartbreaking. No, it was worse than that. I could tell that she knows me, but she just refused to call me. However, that didn't stop me from tickling her for the entire car ride. 

I remember the times when we would snatch Mr. Santa. I remember the times when we used to play 'find me if you can' together. She was so adorable. Well, she still is. In fact she's such a lovely 18 months old baby! I guess she's entering her hyper season. She couldn't stop playing with things like chairs and pillows when she was in my house. She kept moving. She was everywhere! It was pretty challenging to capture that shot of her. She was either running away from the camera or she fidgeted when I counted three. But, I got this shot when she was on the sofa and I was extremely proud of myself when she smiled so willingly. Little did she know that, that smile of hers made my day.

She is much taller now but she's still as skinny as ever. It's great to know that she's finally eating and drinking milk now. Hope she'll gain more weight! She's too light for a 18 months old baby. Nevertheless, she has grown so much! It's good to know that I'm not the only one that's growing. 

Towards the end of her visit, she murmured cheh-cheh to me. And that was enough to make my smile bigger. 

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Adelyne's visit managed to keep my mind from thinking about trials. But as I'm typing this, my heart rate is picking up by the seconds. Trials is next Tuesday and I don't know what to expect. Teachers won't give tips and even if they do, all they'll say is "read everything" or "read your textbook" or "do more topical exercises!". 

Many say that trials is the back-up results if anything happens to my PMR results. Hmmm, that makes trials sound pretty important right? Many also say otherwise. Many say trials is not as important as it may sound. Many say it's an exam to make us study. Well, either way, I'm taking trials as a challenge although it's going to be tough and I'm not fully prepared.  

If you're reading this, do keep me and all the other 15-year-olds in your prayers! (:

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Tonight shall be the night where I stay up till 3 in the morning to catch the grand opening of the Olympics 2012!

Till then,

keep smiling! *smiles*

Breathing in, slowly.

Truly, ''life without love is really worthless''.

Bonjour and how is your week? :)

ITS FRIDAY! YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS? ITS TIME TO PARTY. BUT BEFORE THAT, I HAVE TO STUDY. IT RYHMES, I think. But yeah. :D I got the timetable for my Midterm and guess what? My Midterm is starting on the 10th instead of the 4th of May. God is good. More time to study!

Today, I did something that I have been craving to do for the past few weeks - I rode my bike again! I would take a picture of my cute bicycle but my dad kind of misplaced my camera, so I have no choice but to google a picture of a bike, and I got the above picture.

My superly awesome dad took time off from his busy schedule to take my lovely 3-year-old bike for a lil' make over. Well, it's not really a make over, but my dad got my brakes and the basket that's hanging in front of my bike fixed. My dad hired air and got my tires pumped! Woohoo! I am one happy girl alright.

I grabbed my iPod and off I went bike riding around my neighbourhood. I was blasting music into my ears at the start of the bike ride, but I decided to stop the blasting of music and let whatever sounds -the sounds of trees dancing, the sounds of cars, the sounds of children's laughter- that are around to fill my ears. It was around 7 when I rode my bike. I was expecting raindrops to fall from the sky, for it was extremely dark, but none fell - thank God.

I took my usual route around the neighbourhood and decided to be like Katniss; so I did a lil' 'trespassing' to another 'District' - I rode through a little green fence gate and entered another neighbourhood. I felt so heroine-ish. :)

It felt great to be riding on a bike after such a long time - a long and stressful time. I have to say, this year has been my most hectic year. But, let's not let the hectic-ness ruin my awesome bike riding moment.

It felt great to be riding again; it felt great to feel the cool crisp evening air; it felt soothing to see the serene park; it felt good to see kids playing in the park; it felt awesome to see my alma mater - SJK (C) Yuk Chai, again.

I thank God for bikes. And I thank my daddy for fixing my bike. :) This only means one thing, *echos one thingg*, more bike rides! :)