Tuesday, September 1


I wanted to blog about my exam results and how I think B is the most wonderful letter in the alphabet and the phrase "second upper class" can be made into a chart topping rap song, but I think I should not go on and on about it. Its really no big deal especially since I agreed that results are not going to determine my:


So. I am going to blog about something that happened quite awhile ago.

I was on 165 reaching AMK mrt station when a school bus full of small children about age 6 to 7 stopped beside the bus I was in during the jam.

I stared at them wondering what they were thinking (i.e. whats for lunch, what cartoons they were going to watch, etc) when a small mischevious looking boy sitting near the back started waving at me.

I waved back.

And before I knew it, the entire school bus went havoc. All the children started waving and laughing and all of them pointed at me speaking to one another. There were about 10 in all.

I showed them my tennis racket (I was on my way to play tennis with Jacynth) and all of them gasped and laughed even more.

It was so cool because for once I know what it feels like to be Obama.