today went joe yee's house to do geography project. it ended up only me going. ok, my first encounter with a dog--in her house! her doggie... we did our project in the balcony so her dog could'nt enter when the door was closed. then...i "got in touch" with her so big dog twice.. first time.. she let the dog in cos the dog kept wanting to get to her. i din'nt know dogs just love sniffing strangers. i was so nice to sniff. i started sitting calmly then her dog began sniffing me. so i got up and started walking around the small place and i dunno why my speed increased so ended up running round and round. the faster i went the faster her dog chased me. and i was like running mad.. then i came to a corner and guess what? her dog stood on two legs and reached for my face. and oh her dog is TALL. the hysterical me, i cant remember what i did at that time but i think joe yee grabed her dog away from me. phew..this summarised the first encounter.
second time.. joe yee's maid came out bringing her brother out and then the door open. her dog managed to come out WITHOUT ME KNOWING and walked past me. had a fright of my life. suddenly a dog walked out! then it started sniffing me again... this time i sat still and she din'nt do anything much more than sniffing. soon she went back inside.
hahaha...my first time getting close with such a big dog. her dog's very cute luh but please doggie don't sniff me if i see u the next time. managed to get a pic of her but she was behind the door so it was just a shadow. however could see a dog's figure.
PROFILE
Cheri's my big name. It's French fyi. So dont make a fool of yourself with pronouncing my name.
I first breathe oxygen on the last day of September. I've been moulded in SACPS and growing up in PRCS.
3/8's the room i go to everyday in sch. I love the sky, it's my darling. Dance and Guides revolve around my world.
I'm a very literature person, so read between my lines. I dont always talk things on the surface.
History's my favourite subject and i dont see whats's wrong with it. Just as my passion for the stage won't be killed so easily.
I live my life the way it is with wonderful friends around me. The last thing i need is a knife to cut my wrist.
You can hate me for all you want, cause i believe hating only harms yourself. I dont give up so easily and I never will.
If you know me well, you'll know I'm not just what you see. I am happy for the life God give me.