summer has come and passed,


HA. i shall be on a LONG LONG LONG hiatus. shall blog again after my 'o' levels. gotta study man. study hard hard.

btw, to those who are thinking of catching charlie & the chocolate factory: GO AHEAD. its' great. but i have to agree with the 3543546532132 critics out there who said that the part about willy wonka's past was blah. sure, it was touching and all that but totally BLAH. but other than that slight slip-up, the movie is, i repeat, great. REALLY GREAT. like, 10stars out of 5 great. the oompa loompas were cute. the sets were gorgeous. and the fact that i caught the DIGITAL version helped, of course. the whole thing was like, so damn clear. HA. it was worth every penny of that $9.50 i spent.

AND, i know some people wear wristbands for the sake of wearing it. but i DONT okay. i support cancer research OKAY. in fact, i support research of any kind except stem cells. okay, so my primary cause might the one about poverty, but as luck would have it, i dont know where to get the 'one' wristband. my brother bought this livestrong one over the net using his DEBIT CARD. i dont have a debit card, for chrissake. so, anyway, i know what cause am i lobbying for when i wear a wristband. so dont you dare to criticise me. gah.

watched the charity, sorry, COMMUNITY shield match. arsenal definitely the better team. gah. hope the curse of the shield stays with chelsea forever.

and, long delayed, but RAIKKONEN WON. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA. anyway, why does he have such scary eyes? so light grey! gah! he looks better with purple contacts.

oh, gosh. i sound like one superhyper active kid.

and that billabong bag disappeared. got a thirty-seven degrees bag in replacement. BUT I WANT MY BILLABONG BAG. I WANT MY BILLABONG BAG.

jeez. now i sound like one whiny brat.

britney's new song is nice. save for the "i will see it all in my baby" part. like all God has in mind for us is to give birth. please.

and the melody of coldplay's speed of sound is not. the lyrics is NOT. it has no meaning AT ALL. i dont understand why are they so critically-acclaimed when they cant even write decent lyrics. gah.

okay. this is it. the beginning of my LONG LONG LONG LONG hiatus. see ya in november!


the innocent can never last.

talking talk is not just talk.


WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

you know what my mama calls sly?

"na ge ah beng."

WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

but credit must be given to me.

i was the one who kept repeating, "chao ah beng," when she asked me who the heck sly is. X)



btw, teachers, its no use talking. you must walk the talk. action speaks louder than words. all of you talk as though doing push-ups/crunches/jumping jacks/squat jumps CONTINUOUSLY is a stroll in the park. if its so easy, why do you people do it with us instead of just walking around, yakking away? walk the talk man.


being there is half the walk.

what goes around comes around.


punishment.

why should us, students, get punished for a) forgetting to do our homework, b) forgetting to bring our books, c) coming late to school or d) all of the above?

a) & b): forgetfulness. everybody forgets every now and then. sometimes, things just slipped off our minds. besides, its not as if ONLY students forget to do/bring something. teachers sometimes forget too. so why is it that we get punished and not them? forget to bring your book? stand. forget to do your physics assignment? do 5mcqs and 1 structured question everyday. like, hucking fell. its just this fucking one time and we get punished? what about those who "did" and didnt even attempt to answer the question? ought they get punished too?

c) just like everybody forgets. everybody has been late in his/her life. i have seen teachers coming in late. and they dont get punished. hoho. what a unfair world we live in.

i mean, really. come on teachers, who do you think you are? God? the sinless, flawless, faultless, perfect God? that you can overlook your own mistakes and punish us for ours? you must be joking man.

all this kindness, forgiveness, blah blah you're feeding us everyday? plain bullshit. you dont practice what you preach. forgive forgive yadda yadda. LATE FOR SCHOOL?! DO DISCIPLINE ROOM NOW! forgiveness, kindness. oh, sure.

thank God there is only 3 more months before i'm out of here.


what goes up must come down.