Red car.

Me: Oh look, our car looks orange!
My brother: .....
Me: Oh wait, thats not our car.....

Google. I know what I mean, now stop being patronizing.

Dear Google,
I know you are very clever, even cleverer than my previous welsh teacher (well. its not hard). But you need to stop correcting me.
Yes, sometimes I google myself. So when I type  'Corinne Yau', I mean that. Not 'Corinne Lau'. Thanks.
And when I type 'Ker...' for Kerboodle, Kelly Rowlands still come up. No, I am not trying to look her up but accidently typed a 'r' instead of 'l', I actually want to go on something different. Thanks.

So, Google, you're great, but please stop being so patronizing. I know what I want.
Thanks. Once again.
Corinne 'Lau'

Subtle phrases to get your message across. And cosmetic surgery.

I don't want to hang around with you right now.
'I have to see the headmaster, will you come with me?'

I'm really ill.
'Thank god I like lemsip'

I'm really tired.
'I was watching teleshopping last night.'


Anyway, I have recently joined public speaking and am arguing for cosmetic surgery to be abolished. Which would be great if I actually did believe it. After thinking about it a bit I think its not a good option, but shouldn't be completely abolished, I mean there are exceptions to everything.
And then I talked to my friend about this, and her argument was that someone could get addicted to having cosmetic surgery and would have go see a therapist. My argument was, you could get addicted to bananas, there's always an anomaly.
My, it is a relief that I am not debating on the spot or for the other argument, because it may not go down too well with the judges ( or as the teacher likes to call them- 'badger haters') if my defence for cosmetic surgery not to be abolished was - you could get addicted to bananas too.

I hate you.
'I hate you.'

If anything, don't ask him for 'girly advice'.

It was her first few weeks in secondary school, and she loved it. She was in a big school, and she must have felt very grown-up (I know I did when I was 11 too).
Already, she had got a boyfriend and dumped him within a few days. I asked her how he took it and she replied very seriously that he very devastated and cried, but it wasn't working out.
As she was my neighbour sometimes - when she lived with her dad - so we walked home together. I with her older sister and her with my brother.

And this is how their conversation went something like...

Girl: So, what do you think I should do? There's a boy that fancies me, another boy that apparently fancies me, and a boy that I fancy.



My idiotic brother: You should leave the school.






She then came up to me and said with a completely straight face.
"Your brother's not very good at giving girly advice."

Well, in a summary with some bullet points.

What I have been up to in school.

• Signed a form asking me about my future career aspiration with 'maybe something to do with science, or finance, or maybe language, and something creative, or something to do with maths'
• The next question was what skills you needed for your career aspiration. Oh dear.
• Had a special meeting with a medical 40 year-old consultant in which everyone was offered coffee.
• Attended a debate in which everyone was offered orange squash and stale biscuits.
• Tried to eat a chicken wing with fork and knife in a plastic salad box.
• Learnt about ionic bonding which will forever show my outstanding knowledge.
• Been a mentor to the new year 7's. Played hangman with them.
• Written an essay with complicated words such as - protagonists and ... more.
• Went to chemistry quiz practice in which some little kids thought 'cow' was the answer to 'What is a large compound.....'