AidahBurne
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Friday, May 11, 2007
If you could spend a day with any person who ever lived, who would that be? Why that person? What would you ask? Sir Winston Churchill. Churchill is an aspiring figure to many especially during the time of World War Two. His speeches were inspirational and it helps pull up the morale of the British citizents. I would ask him questions about his positive outlook of life. How he inspire people and motivates them. I would ask him what it takes for people to respect him and how to be a great respectful figure. Well, that was one of the questions we need to fill in for APEL (Applied Principal for Effective Living) life mission statement. Initially, i wanted to put Adolf Hitler. Hey, he is a great leader only twisted in his purity blood belief. So, i changed it ah, later if the tutor does access my online submission, she will honestly think something is wrong with my mind. I must stress i am not a possible candidate for a campus massacre killing. I'll get back to that later. Let me tell you what happens in my APEL lesson this morning. We had to take this Phishy Personality something (sounds stupid i know). There are four types of fishes. Angelfish the Peaceful, Swordfish the powerful, Guppy the Colourful and the goldfish the Careful. So Miss Slyvia Lim goes "So Aidah, why do you choose Goldfish?" "Oh, because in this world, people have different motives. We always have to be wary of them. You never know when someone means something bad or good" "So you're a suspicious person?" "Yar" "You don't easily trust others?" "Hmm, not so." and the class goes 'Aidah aidah..' and Berwin goes "CHANGE group ah!" and tonight, i took the online Phishy Personality and guess what? Yes, i really am a Goldfish. Heh. Not going to list down my personality here, man. Well, that's my primary fish. and i don't even have a secondary fish. Shamini had one. ::::::::::::::: Alright, after school ends, i met up with Bai at Tamp Regional Library. so, i read a magazine. Newsweek, i think. It's about the Virgina Tech massacre. Wow, when i read that it really gives me an understanding of what happens at the campus. They interview survivors and all. And i had to pause and contemplate at this one particular paragraph. This survivor, i forgot the name, he took a bullet to his arm and then, crawled to the door with two other survivors. He knew if Cho came back they would all be dead. So they tried as best as they could to close the door with their hands and feet. Tables and chairs are light and do not make a good bulwark. at the same time as they were preventing the door, they could hear their classmates gasping for breath, blood gurgling at their throats. It's horrible, all right. To stand there, hearing, witnessing your friends die without being able to help. Okay so i can read all those physcopathic novels but hey, they're the work of fiction. This is real. and in my mind, i picture my friends dead, or dying with some of us alive but trying to save our lives. And i shudder at that thought. I havent even mention family. Let me not touch on that. i made a move at 9:15 PM
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