Dear God,
There is TINGXIE today! Good thing I managed to learn it on time yesterday!
You know, while the others were playing and screaming at Bryna's birthday party I was cooping up myself in a corner learning TINGXIE. But I managed to finish learning in the end. Haha. So I played too.
Yays God, Dad has booked tickets for the plane trip to Australia and I am SOOOOOO excited! It
has been 7 years since I last went there, superr excited!
Last night I was dreaming of my Australia trip when I went there 7 years ago - I was only 6 years old. I remember the plane ride was fun, except for the part where we landed and there was pressure in my ears, which was painful. Haha!
Here is what I am going to do on the 6 hours on the plane.
1st hour - Play some computer games.
2nd hour - Do some of my holiday homework
3rd hour onwards - sleep, because our flight is the nighttime one.
What I am really looking forward to is the time spent WAITING to board the airplane. Dad says that there are free cinemas in Terminal 3 for people to watch while waiting. Cool! Might go catch some movies there.
Aiyah, but God, the trip is in Dec. and already I am too excited!
Thank you God for giving me this opportunity, in the meanwhile, help me to concentrate on my studies!
Bye bye, gottago!
Claire.
P.S. Help me with my TINGXIE okay?

EXTRA!
Well God, I think I shall talk a little bit more, since the science teacher is not here yet.=P
Yupp, when I went to Australia 7 years ago I sat on this horrible RIDE, which was a BIG mistake I tell you. I really regretted it. But it is funny to think about now.
At first I thought it was just a ghost train ride, judging from the name - Scooby Doo's ghost ride. So I innocently tugged at my Daddy's hand and pulled him in. When we were queing up for the ride though, I began to have the HEEBEE JEEBIES. I heard people screaming inside, and I was having second thoughts about this ride. But I don't know why, I somehow made it all the way to the front of the line and into this cart-like thing .
At first it was kind of fun. The cart went slowly, and there were a few thrilling stuff like a huge axe swinging towards us. THEN the nightmare started.
The cart started climbing a track. CHUG-CHUG-CHUG-CHUG-CHUG. Then suddenly as my stomach lurched, the cart rolled and twisted like a maniac. Then I realised with horror that this ride was a horrific indoor roller coaster! Ohh, the thought struck me with realisation. My dad was grabbing me so hard 'cause he thought I was going to fall out of my seat. I had just made it through the height minimum , and already the seat was twice my size. For the rest of the ride, let me just say that it was terrible. We twisted and turned, lurched and spun. It was too much for a tiny six- year- old.
I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out.
I tried to think of nice things, like high-5 and flowers, but to NO avail.
So, I did what I knew.
I cried.
SO the whole ride, I cried and cried buckets of tears.
Then suddenly it stopped. I stopped crying and dried my tears. I thought my nightmare was over. Then suddenly the cart lurched backwards and I was almost thrown off my seat. The spinning started again.
I cried again, what could I do?
Finally, FINALLY, it mercifully stopped.
My dad took me outside. My legs were wobbly and trembling.
My mother saw the state that I was in and started laughing.
Soon everyone started laughing.
And so that was the day that I first experienced a adult roller coaster.
Not exactly enjoyable, I guess.