i couldn't tell you why she felt that way,


THE ONE ABOUT FAVOURITISM: in case the two of them didnt notice, the whole school has a clear idea on what is going on between them. and thus, theres really no need for them to try so hard to avoid being seen together. really, its hard trying to control my laughter when i heard that SHE ducked her freaking head whilst in HER freaking car so as to avoid being seen. like, hello? who else would hitch a ride in HER freaking car except YOU? me? ha-ha.

and why is it that she gets away with everything? say, if she didnt do her duty of sweeping the freaking floor, you would just turn a blind eye and pretend that our classroom is squeaky clean (even though its clearly the opposite). whereas, if say, I, have been on duty, you would rant on and on about how dirty the classroom is blah blah blah. gee. it takes you quite a while to see the freaking light (oh! the classroom is dirty!), huh?

and i'd safely bet on my entire fortune that had she been one of the many who didnt bring her freaking workbook, you would keep your freaking mouth shut about it.

NG'S ARSE: ng's arse is big and ng's arse is smelly. it's sang to the tune of, "tarzan is handsome, tarzan is strong," in case you're wondering. one day, when i have the time, i shall write out the whole song about his freaking arse. who knows? i might even be talent-spotted and swept away to l.a to write songs for say, britney spears. X)

but, of course, there's only so much you can say about his freaking arse. so, i shall change the topic to something else. something like, *KICIKING NG'S FREAKING ARSE. XD

see, the whole hoo-ha started on monday. monday blues must have gotten into him. anyway, in case his freaking brain didnt comprehend, all of us have brains. 'cause if we dont have any brains, we'd all be lying in the hospital as a vegetable by now. so his calling of darren as someone with no brains is totally unjustified. and stupid, if one may add. it also goes to show that he doesnt use his freaking brain much as well. what a waste of a freaking brain, isnt it? he should donate it to someone in a vegetable state. one shouldnt waste such good things on him.

and just because you learn a freaking new word called "productive," it doesnt mean that you have to use it in every sentence. i learned a new word when i first came to this school too. it starts with a f and ends with a k. you dont see me using it in every freaking sentence when i SPEAK, dont you?

and, LOL. you'd better sue your physics teacher. because contrary to YOUR belief, the PITCH of the sound DOESNT affect the SPEED. and for that matter, neither does the loudness. uh-huh. it doesnt. so stop your, "you got to play the low notes louder because low notes reach the audience slower," yeahs? its for your own good. 'cause the next time you say that, i shall take pride in correcting you. trust me, it will be freaking embarrassing, humilating even. -snorts

to you, everything's easy, everything's freaking easy. -snorts. looks like you've forgotten how was it for you when you were only in band for less than 10 freaking years. maybe i should exchange places with you one day and let you relieve that freaking experience once again. in fact, i should go one step further and be YOU one freaking day. and tell you to play over and over and over and over again as if you're some kind of freak whose freaking lips doesnt get tired.

oh, and freak it. dont lump everybody in the freaking band together. just because A wants a freaking gold or B wants a freaking silver, it doesnt mean that the whole freaking band wants that. in fact, i wouldnt mind if we got a freaking bronze or a freaking certificate of participation. because that definitely means one freaking thing. and that is BYE BYE to you.

uh-huh. you're scared of losing your freaking job, dont you? thats why you keep wanting us to get a freaking gold, silver, isnt it? you jolly well know that practically the whole freaking school staff knows about your every freaking un-conducter-like action (and that they're waiting to sack you when they get the freaking chance).

well, even if they didnt, they do now.

'cause you've made a seriously freaking mistake by making shikin cry. really, do you have to scold her? she didnt even know what had happened, for freak's sake! all she did was to walk in with joyce after her monitress' meeting & wham-bam! the scoldings came. gee.

but, maybe you arent to blame. maybe its your freaking hormones due to your freaking menopause. oops, i forgot, you are a freaking male. -frowns. maybe there's a kind of "menopause" like syndromes (spelling?) for males that havent been discovered yet. ah, well. impotency isnt that bad actually. 'cause if your wife gets freaking pregnant after cheating with another man, you will be sure that THAT freaking baby isnt yours. see, it isnt so bad after all, right?

anyway, i would freaking appreciate it if i will to be dismissed ON TIME in the future. all of us have life outside the freaking band (unlike you), yeah? and your jokes arent in the least funny. they're just "..." so spare our ears and stop cracking them. and i will again, freaking appreciate it if you will just find out the truth before doing anything. cause we DID freaking practice and its freaking irritating when it is assumed otherwise.

gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

and yes, i'm using freak as a subsitute for the word that starts with a **f and ends with a k.

*its long overdue, but still, it is dedicated to my darling junior, joyce. joyce, if you're reading this, YOU BETTER TAG. and thanks for sending me home on sat. X)

**i think you love it when i used that, right?

pre-ordered i-pod shuffle. -sighs contendly. finally.


she felt it everyday.