It is the end of the world, and there are green mushrooms growing out of everywhere on earth and ruining every single building and housing area. But the human races survive because we hide between the gaps of the mushrooms.
As the mushrooms are green and slightly pointy, so far from earth actually look like a gigantic durian. Since all the building and housing area are destroyed, so the only option would be to stay in the mushrooms. And from there we derive a new name. ‘THE GREN MUSHROOM @ DURIAN NATION’. There was only one nation left, so George W.Bush and Tony Blair were no longer dominating the globe. By looking at their previous ‘records’, nobody think they deserve to stay in a mushroom, so they were left homeless.
This is the journal I wrote when I was in Form 5 and after the English teacher marked it and the comment was: Imagination placed wrongly………..
Friday, June 29, 2007
Friday, June 22, 2007
Rosie Pink...............
What to write? What to write? Honestly i have no idea.......
At this very minute I really hope that an idea; any idea, can come to me as easy as I can go to the kitchen in my house. But the brilliant idea is still no where to be found.... (may be it is hinding in a secret conner of my brain...)
Eventough I am as blank as a blank paper right now, but still, something must written and posted, so lets just talked about my boring life for the last week.
Last week (forgot which day exactly) I was on my way to class as usual, then a laud noise was coming from the "roof"of the corridor, being who I am, I had to check it out. And I was VERY SUPRISED to see that a monkey were jumping around the "roof", call me anything you like, but I really didn't know that monkeys were actually "locals" in this area.For a person who has never seen monkeys outside of a zoo, it is something new. So I stop to stare at the monkeys for a little while, it turns out that old chinese saying was true, they really do have rosie pink bud. I personally think that it is the cutest part of monkey, and you all can laugh all you want.But it is also my freedom to think what I tought. hahahahahahha
At this very minute I really hope that an idea; any idea, can come to me as easy as I can go to the kitchen in my house. But the brilliant idea is still no where to be found.... (may be it is hinding in a secret conner of my brain...)
Eventough I am as blank as a blank paper right now, but still, something must written and posted, so lets just talked about my boring life for the last week.
Last week (forgot which day exactly) I was on my way to class as usual, then a laud noise was coming from the "roof"of the corridor, being who I am, I had to check it out. And I was VERY SUPRISED to see that a monkey were jumping around the "roof", call me anything you like, but I really didn't know that monkeys were actually "locals" in this area.For a person who has never seen monkeys outside of a zoo, it is something new. So I stop to stare at the monkeys for a little while, it turns out that old chinese saying was true, they really do have rosie pink bud. I personally think that it is the cutest part of monkey, and you all can laugh all you want.But it is also my freedom to think what I tought. hahahahahahha
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