Now, every family should have a family history, no? So. Our family was formed earlier this year when our (soon to be) fps mentor ms may tan asked if any of us would like to try out fps! And so our family was formed. Audrye, Huimin, Chris-Tin and Shuting.
Since march we have battled through problems, underlying problems, solutions, criteria, ranking and action plans, at the same time braving global warming, freedom of speech and most recently, nutrition.
Our unofficial meeting venue was always Chris-tin's house, and in the process, all of us gained weight with all the many many many marks and spencers cookies and ruffles we had! So much for learning about all the transfat.
It was in this intellectual environment that chemical bonding took place! In the end, we officially became the fps family, which can withstand high temperatures without any change in state. XD
A note about the name! reverse electrolysis was one of our action plans! and fps stands for Future Problem Solving!
Did you know? Chris-Tin killed the blog the first time because she didnt know that half the html for the blog was cut off, and she saved the template changes! so she had to do it all over again. ):
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
im feeling so frustrated with pw now i could kill myself. sigh but im so thankful i have a wonderful senior who took time off his pre-prelims mugging frenzy to help me look through and comment. =) love!
yes theres something about dreams this week. i dreamt that DANIEL YIP DIED. seriously. he DIED. i think coach was very sad, but i cant be sure. well apparently he was walking along the track further away from the gallery side and he slipped and fell hit his head. then he rolled down that steep bank just before the fence and so no one could see him. and that's how he died. 0o quite scary right. but i read somewhere that when you dream that someone died, they're going to get married. so CONGRATULATIONS DANIEL!
RIP.
and and thats not all. i dreamt that i was dreaming. how cool is that! if only it wasnt about ghosts. i cant really remember, but it was something about how you're not supposed to open your eyes or move or the ghost will get you. and then, my bed started vibrating. I AM NOT KIDDING. like the kind of vibrating you get when you sit in a massage chair. i freaked out, threw off the covers and ran away.
okay enough blogging back to pw. im going to cry.
family meeting at 11:24 AM
