<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6084881931062641023</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:13:53.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>W3irD ThInGeE</title><subtitle type='html'>When I think back about my childhood, many vivid memories spring to my mind. Some are pleasurable while some are painful. Regardless the quality I attach to these memories, they constitute the early experiences of my life and they help to make me the person that I AM today!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yipzhai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6084881931062641023/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yipzhai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>YipZh@I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05675729582108824705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/Szi_7gDFUQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/F6cOr8AJRmY/S220/P1010071.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6084881931062641023.post-278278674924270415</id><published>2010-02-17T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T17:22:23.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FiShing !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I sat on the bank of the fish pond&lt;/span&gt; peering through the thickening darkness of the red and white float attached to my fishing line. I saw the float jerks suddenly and instinctively pulled up the fishing rod. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing! &lt;/span&gt;The line felt empty.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I must be imaging things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/S3yS85eVAqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QbxjiumtSzg/s1600-h/Fishing.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/S3yS85eVAqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QbxjiumtSzg/s320/Fishing.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439384024874549922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hopeless&lt;/span&gt;. I had to admit it was pointless waiting there. So, I picked up my tools and rod and headed somewhere else, finding a nice fishing spot in the forest. I realized that it was certainly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;dark &lt;/span&gt;while walking under the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;shades of tall trees.&lt;/span&gt; So I began to thread carefully along what I reasoned to be right path.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The going was not easy&lt;/span&gt;, hordes of mosquitoes seemed to suddenly from nowhere flew to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;attack m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;e!!&lt;/span&gt; Itchy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I found a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SPOT!&lt;/span&gt; It &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wasn't too deep and it was sandy&lt;/span&gt;. So&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; i rol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/S3yTee5eaaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/85WdJjBcur4/s1600-h/River.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/S3yTee5eaaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/85WdJjBcur4/s320/River.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439384601856207266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;led up my pants &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;pierced my bare feet into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;the sandy water path. &lt;/span&gt;I threw the line into the water and WAIT. I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;oblivious&lt;/span&gt; to my surroundings.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; If there was water snake or leeches,&lt;/span&gt; I won't even bother to look at them. What came first in my mind was to catch some big fish big enough to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;compare with my grandpa's&lt;/span&gt;. I looked back and saw my grandpa on the other side, tying his bait. While waiting, I could hear all sorts of&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; sounds coming from around me&lt;/span&gt;. Shrills, shrieks and croaks filled the evening air. I recognized the sounds of the frogs by the fish-pond, the chirping of crickets and the occasional clicking of the gecko lizard, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but for the other sounds, I had no idea what made them&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Suddenly&lt;/span&gt;, I heard something, SOMETHING w&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/S3yUBfUHNQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1vIERxI2Lxk/s1600-h/Owl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/S3yUBfUHNQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1vIERxI2Lxk/s320/Owl.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439385203263354114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as behind me!! I slowly turn my head, I saw a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GHOST's FACE!!&lt;/span&gt; Ah, It was an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OWL&lt;/span&gt;. He seems waiting for me:-Feed him with some small fish I had. I threw some, he Grabbed and flew up to the branches. Enjoying his effortless meal.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'Phiwss'&lt;/span&gt;, Finally I caught one!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; It was a 3kg big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fish and i learnt it was 'mixed-breed Kam Fong fish!&lt;/span&gt; I'm not sure that I pronounced it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/S3yU6h6sMfI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gjyk_x7nNss/s1600-h/Fishing+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/S3yU6h6sMfI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gjyk_x7nNss/s320/Fishing+2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439386183214576114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 7.30pm, we watched the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sun slowly sink into the forests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; on the opposite site.&lt;/span&gt; However &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the sky remained reddish even though the sun could no l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;onger be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We started packing.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/S3yVObmrFXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/TQQLlOwr_So/s1600-h/pond+sunset.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 529px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/S3yVObmrFXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/TQQLlOwr_So/s400/pond+sunset.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439386525117388146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah yes, I felt sad I have to back &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;REALITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;City Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Loaded with homework up to the neck. Especially those &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIO-notes drove me crazy!&lt;/span&gt; I believe En. Shamsul &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;must has his own reason for giving such burdening homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh well,&lt;/span&gt; I'm glad I am going to be among friends once more and this is probably going to be my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/S3yVyWpwxvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/dEM3WAeffvs/s1600-h/lotsOfstars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 565px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/S3yVyWpwxvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/dEM3WAeffvs/s400/lotsOfstars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439387142263457522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night arrived.&lt;/span&gt; The moon and the stars make their appearance. I looked up to the sky. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Millions of there twinkling jewels&lt;/span&gt; can be seen in the black sky. How wonderful! Life in the forms nature gives to us is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;BEAUTIFUL&lt;/span&gt;. We just have to be conscious enough to be aware of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6084881931062641023-278278674924270415?l=yipzhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yipzhai.blogspot.com/feeds/278278674924270415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yipzhai.blogspot.com/2010/02/fishing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6084881931062641023/posts/default/278278674924270415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6084881931062641023/posts/default/278278674924270415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yipzhai.blogspot.com/2010/02/fishing.html' title='FiShing !!!!'/><author><name>YipZh@I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05675729582108824705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/Szi_7gDFUQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/F6cOr8AJRmY/S220/P1010071.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/S3yS85eVAqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QbxjiumtSzg/s72-c/Fishing.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6084881931062641023.post-4865553355595167824</id><published>2009-08-23T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T17:48:01.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>N3w Lif3 In Be5t@rI !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/SpFK74SmksI/AAAAAAAAADg/4pz4IHxCbFE/s1600-h/friend+chun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373158223012860610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/SpFK74SmksI/AAAAAAAAADg/4pz4IHxCbFE/s400/friend+chun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Pheiw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Thx to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;MEE KOON&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now I have &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;some photo&lt;/span&gt; to put on. I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,153); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;old friends&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;BSD1&lt;/span&gt; asking how's my new school and something like that. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Thank you very much&lt;/span&gt;, Guys! Photo above show some of my good friends ( classmate). &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Thank god &lt;/span&gt;we can get along easily. Honestly, those guys are more &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt; than I expect, guess i should have a better instinct.I'm not sure that you've noticed, but as you can see...&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,204,204)"&gt;I'm the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;darkest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,204,204)"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;! (T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Z..z..z..&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nowadays&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;life is not easy&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;especially you have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/SpFMxoFIktI/AAAAAAAAADo/z1yk3dTOxtA/s1600-h/chun+yip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373160245885965010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/SpFMxoFIktI/AAAAAAAAADo/z1yk3dTOxtA/s320/chun+yip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,204,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;DO YOUR DUTY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when other students is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;noisy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I realized that being probation prefects was not easy,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everyday you have to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;HALAU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;student for not staying in class during recess.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,153,153);font-size:130%;" &gt;All my excitement&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thrilled down when comes to guard the stairs. 8 months has passed and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Thank god again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have already passed and become real prefect. By that, I noticed there's hundred of ways of student hiding their phone, I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,153); FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-family:georgia;" &gt;very sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when I found their phone. (During SPOTCHECK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(51,255,51); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6084881931062641023-4865553355595167824?l=yipzhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yipzhai.blogspot.com/feeds/4865553355595167824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yipzhai.blogspot.com/2009/08/n3w-lif3-in-be5tri.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6084881931062641023/posts/default/4865553355595167824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6084881931062641023/posts/default/4865553355595167824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yipzhai.blogspot.com/2009/08/n3w-lif3-in-be5tri.html' title='N3w Lif3 In Be5t@rI !'/><author><name>YipZh@I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05675729582108824705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/Szi_7gDFUQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/F6cOr8AJRmY/S220/P1010071.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/SpFK74SmksI/AAAAAAAAADg/4pz4IHxCbFE/s72-c/friend+chun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6084881931062641023.post-746313939629357202</id><published>2009-06-25T03:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:22:10.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PrimARy SkUl LiFe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/SkRo3-meyyI/AAAAAAAAABI/EAQwIpVObw0/s1600-h/Chunyip.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCXsG76vIXI/SkRo3-meyyI/AAAAAAAAABI/EAQwIpVObw0/s320/Chunyip.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351517568129485602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New,Courier,mono;"&gt;When I was standard 4 in Desa Jaya. I always heard rumors and gossip about a certain teacher. This year, kids said to take any teacher except Mrs. Xie, my chinese teacher. Of course in elementary, we did not have a choice of which teacher to choose. Boy, I was shocked when I glanced at the window that had my schedule. Just by looking at that plain white piece of paper sticking on a safety-glass window, I knew it was going to be a bad year. The old, grouchy, strict, and mean Mrs. Xie would be my teacher. No problems, all I need to do is stand in front of the class and speak memorized parts. Of course, I never finish my homework. The shyness that accompanied me my whole life did not help me much either. I simply did my homework in standard 4 and 5; thus, it could not be that bad. Even if I do blush like a cherry and turn red like after eating Atomic Fireballs, my schoolwork were displayed to classmates I see everyday. As usual, nothing could go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I thought. The season changed with cold rains and blistering chills to blooming flowers and emerging birds. 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