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30 December 2005 Boo hoo hoo...
Second last day of December. Sigh.
I've completed some compos. Well... depending on how you want to define them, but I'll just call them compos. I understand what Mdm Sng and Mr Chia wanted from the compos, and I must state that I do not intend to be calculative or complaining, although some of my compos seem to indicate so. Some of my compos are nonsense, exaggerating and not true, although two of them are based mostly on real facts. (Figure out which is which yourself.)
I have to thank Jencen for giving me the idea for my compos.
Here goes nothing...
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11 (b). My unlucky day.
My unlucky day was the last day of holiday lessons. During the five days, a nice pile of homework was accumulated. It had rained that day. I slipped on the road, and to add insult to injury, I dropped all the notes and worksheets I was holding, the result being they were soaked through, and I also accidentally tore a few of them.
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10 (a). Taking the wrong bus in error.
On my way back home that day, preoccupied with the load of homework, I accidentally took the wrong bus. My mind was so muddled that I ended up changing bus eight times before managing to return to a place where I am familiar with. By the time I reached home, four hours had passed and I was thoroughly pissed off.
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27 (b). “I did not know what happiness was until…”
I did not know what happiness was until I combined the thoughts of shredding my notes and worksheets, reading my way through a nice large pile of books, deliberately distorting the purpose of the composition homework given by Mr. Chia, creating and writing nonsensical, highly exaggerated and often not true single paragraphed so-call compositions, thinking how exasperated and annoyed everyone will be, and laughing my head off at all these thoughts.
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37 (a). A difference of opinion.
Mr Chia, with the intention of either torturing us or simply because he thinks this holiday composition homework is useful to improving our English, wants us to write tons of compositions during the holidays. However, I decided to make his plans backfire with the help and idea our English teacher inadvertently gave me. Our kind teacher has agreed to reduce the minimum number of compositions required to be submitted, and has also given everyone the choice of submitting either in written form after school reopens or in our blogs during our school holidays. The latter option allowed me to interpret Mr Chia's assignment differently. Thus, these compos are now here.
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Well, writing nonsense isn't so easy after all. I will put up the rest when I can come with more rubbish. So long!
I've completed some compos. Well... depending on how you want to define them, but I'll just call them compos. I understand what Mdm Sng and Mr Chia wanted from the compos, and I must state that I do not intend to be calculative or complaining, although some of my compos seem to indicate so. Some of my compos are nonsense, exaggerating and not true, although two of them are based mostly on real facts. (Figure out which is which yourself.)
I have to thank Jencen for giving me the idea for my compos.
Here goes nothing...
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11 (b). My unlucky day.
My unlucky day was the last day of holiday lessons. During the five days, a nice pile of homework was accumulated. It had rained that day. I slipped on the road, and to add insult to injury, I dropped all the notes and worksheets I was holding, the result being they were soaked through, and I also accidentally tore a few of them.
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10 (a). Taking the wrong bus in error.
On my way back home that day, preoccupied with the load of homework, I accidentally took the wrong bus. My mind was so muddled that I ended up changing bus eight times before managing to return to a place where I am familiar with. By the time I reached home, four hours had passed and I was thoroughly pissed off.
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27 (b). “I did not know what happiness was until…”
I did not know what happiness was until I combined the thoughts of shredding my notes and worksheets, reading my way through a nice large pile of books, deliberately distorting the purpose of the composition homework given by Mr. Chia, creating and writing nonsensical, highly exaggerated and often not true single paragraphed so-call compositions, thinking how exasperated and annoyed everyone will be, and laughing my head off at all these thoughts.
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37 (a). A difference of opinion.
Mr Chia, with the intention of either torturing us or simply because he thinks this holiday composition homework is useful to improving our English, wants us to write tons of compositions during the holidays. However, I decided to make his plans backfire with the help and idea our English teacher inadvertently gave me. Our kind teacher has agreed to reduce the minimum number of compositions required to be submitted, and has also given everyone the choice of submitting either in written form after school reopens or in our blogs during our school holidays. The latter option allowed me to interpret Mr Chia's assignment differently. Thus, these compos are now here.
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Well, writing nonsense isn't so easy after all. I will put up the rest when I can come with more rubbish. So long!
posted by shdwhawk at 21:27
2 Comments:
Ha ha...very creative...
But for your own good, go beyond the 1 paragraph attempts. I can't wait to read the rest of the essays. :)
Wow, I didn't know you like reading nonsense.
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