profile My name is Michtashia Micheng Bumbumpaw. Full-time couch potato. I love milk, dinosaurs and chilling out. I don't like blocked noses and spicy food. I speak English, Bahasa Indonesia and Mandarin plus a little Korean. I sing in the shower occasionally and I pick my wedgie in public. Drop me an email! michtashia@msn.com Pages Previous Page | Next Page affiliates 
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Saturday, January 26, 2008 @ January 26, 2008
e.g. scooters, vacation, fall went for kaum muda (indo youth service) in church today. Oh, I made a new friend. He's Glenn. Nice chap. Ate very delicious Soto prepared by our lovely Ibu Hilda. Talked for hours about everything and only left the church at 9ish. Found out that my churchies attends SIS. ohman, I miss that school. Thats where I became the captain for baseball. I actually want to go back there, how cool is it, your class size is only 3students! But mommy thinks its a waste of time and money cause the teachers aint good. But.. i actually miss my school days. the days in SIS... I remember carrying my heavy school bag. I remember leaving the house even when the sun isn't even up yet. I remember the friends I make. I remember the friends I left. I remember both the awful and good teachers. I remember the time I bought the calculator watch to do math sums in grade 2. I remember playing baseball for 2 hours(+) although PE was only 1 hour. I remember those creepy restrooms. I remember those 'dont friend you' moments. I remember my math teacher who read newspaper all day. I remember the only menu in school - nasi goreng. and it costed 2bucks. I remember the girl who fainted during the 3 hour long flag raising ceremony where we had to stand for the entire session. I remember having 6 different kinds of uniform for 6 different days. I remember splashing water at Victor who told his maid, who then told his mom, who then told my mom, who then told me off. I remember my principal lied to a kid who cried saying that the principal will be furious seeing her cry and he's not the principal -__- I remember Onki saying that Teletubies rules over 'stupid Barney'. I remember the time Reggie and I called the color Brown, warna tai. (shit colour) I remember Denise who used a capalang plastic bag to school and we labelled her as poor. (She turned out to be wealthy and haven't bought a school bag. She should've at least used a plastic of better quality!) I remember the time we sang 'The ants are marching' and hid under the table. I remember mom pinching me infront of my friends when I did badly for my Bahasa Indonesia (I swear I added the fullstop). I remember the day I was taught to write the letter 'H' in cursive. I remember the teacher in first grade who threw a fork at Carol's forehead causing her head to bleed and have four dots and 'benjol' the next day. I remember uncle Desmond [our personal driver] who fetches us to school in different forms of transportations (car, van, lorry, truck..) with music blasting and us hapilly singing along. I even remember Rafael's drip of milky sweat slowly dripping off the tips of his hair. yuck. omg, i could actually go on and on and on and on and on and on... ( you get my point) but yeah, its late. g'night. Original |