as i'm getting older y'all,


i hate taking public buses.
and i hate taking public buses because

A) people don't move in to the back of the bus.
to them, the bus is only as long as the exit door. so, they would just crowd around there, totally oblivious to the fact that because of their actions, people outside can't get in the bus. and mind you, these poor people outside have waited 53875345674524527 fucking seconds for the bus to arrive. and thanks to the stupid people (who think that the bus is only as long as the exit door) inside the bus, they probably have to wait for another 65869856367548753457 fucking seconds before the next bus come.

B) people sit on the outer seat (ie. the seat near the aisle)
honestly, i have no problems with that. especially if they only have like, 1 or 2 stops left.
what i hate is the fact that when people tried to move in to the inner seat, they responded by rolling their eyes, putting on a black face, before reluctantly shifting their bodies to let the person move in. like, what the hell? if you dont like people moving past you to get to their seats, THEN DONT SIT ON THE OUTER SEAT LA.

C) people sit on the outer seat AND put their stuff on the inner seat.
this is really the worst of the worst. look sweetheart, your stuff is not a human being. heck, it is not even living. SO WHY THE FUCK DOES YOUR STUFF NEED A SEAT FOR? my gosh. its damn fucking irritating when you are tired and you want to take a seat and the only seat available in the entire whole fucking bus is taken up by... a shopping bag/a school bag/many plastic bags. and if the plastic bags actually contain stuff like fish, what's gonna happen? the next person who sits on the seat will probably have his butt smelling like fish in a few minutes.

D) people who likes to "plop" down on their seat.
i dont know about you but when people "plop" down on the seat next to me, my body kind of elevate for a few seconds before coming down. and i really dont know about you, but having your body elevate for a few seconds before coming down can be a very traumatic experience. especially when you have been stoning for the past few minutes.

come to think of it,
i hate taking mrt too.
and i hate taking mrt because

A) people (especially adults and old people) always expect me to give up my seats for them.
once, i was sitting comfortably on the train, enjoying my click five, all-american rejects and goodness know what when suddenly, an old woman stepped into the train and promptly stared at me (and my seat), as if to will me to give up my seat for her. and, honestly, i nearly did. after all, she's old and i'm coughs nice coughs. but as it so happened, i glanced to my left while preparing to give up my seat. and guess what did i see? I SAW A HALF-ROW OF EMPTY SEATS. A FUCKING HALF-ROW OF EMPTY SEATS. naturally, i remained in my place. really, there's no fucking way am i gonna give up my seat when there are at least 5 empty seats just next to me. and i seriously dont believe that a few steps to those seats will kill a person, no matter how old or fragile he/her is. so of course, the old woman continued staring at me. and, gee, the woman sitting opposite me decides to help the old woman by staring at me as well. and that's when i got really pissed. i mean, come on, if you really wanna help the old woman, why dont YOU stand up and give up your own fucking seat? tell me, why is it that ONLY teenagers are expected to give up their seats and not adults? teenagers are human beings too, alright? we need the rest too, okay?

B) people dont move in to the centre of the carriage.
see a) in public buses. except this time, people hardly have to wait for the next train to arrive since they all manged to squeeze in most of the times. but that doesnt mean they have it better than the public buses people. because they get stuck smelling armpits for the rest of their journey.

C) people who dont keep left on the escalators.
its times like this i worry about the standard of english in singapore. after all, they are signs everywhere telling us to keep left. and what irks me most is those lovely-dovey couple who occupies both the left and the right. then when you "excuse me" them, the girl just moves one inch near towards the boy. LIKE WHAT THE HELL? I AM NOT THAT SKINNY OK?

D) people who dont let passengers alight first.
most of the times, i always nearly fall into platform gap while getting out of the mrt. because people simply love rushing straight at me so as to get into the train. what's even more sad is that they even do this in PASIR RIS MRT STATION. pasir ris mrt station where the train doesnt even leave until 3-5 minutes later. ...

conclusion? public transport in singapore sucks. how i wish i can be a rich spoilt brat who has a chaffeur to drive me everywhere i go.


(i dont think i make any sense in this entry, but who cares. i dont think anybody is reading. =D)


people gets colder.

and if you will,


its ok,
its alright.
mj mj fight fight fight. (:

mj lost.
sad,
yeah.
but it's ok.
we may lose the battle.
but we will win the war.

anyway,
i think all the ogls are a bit screwed up there.
maybe that's why we are all ogls in the first place.
hmm.

sigh.
i miss orientation.
its the only time when all of us can let down our hair
and have fun
and be crazy (i.e. ourselves).

i miss my og.
castor 8.
the only og which gave their ogls something.
then again,
they are the only og who got somethings from their ogls.
ah, well.
nice ogls get nice og.
nice og get nice ogls.
hee.

i miss my fellow ogls.
my gosh.
we ogls are something special.
we are crazy.
and very wanted (by the councillors).
and very loved (by ms lai. she giving us a treat OKAY).

i love my cg.
who wouldn't?

but i miss s301.
sometimes.
okay,
more than sometimes.
justine, jazreel, geraldine, christina, ms poon & ms ng.
we shared something,
ya know?

and i miss you.
i wish i could just go straight up to you,
say hi,
talk,
crap,
or something.
but you're always with them.
and i dont really like them.
and they dont really like me.
so,
yeah.

tomorrow is friday.
then it will be saturday.
then sunday.
then monday.
then tuesday.
then wednesday.
then it will be thursday again.
and before we know it,
mid-years have come and gone.
promos have come and gone.
'a' levels have come and gone.
and then,
faster than you can say "i have graduated from MOE!"
you will be off to university.
then to work.
then to marraige.
then to kids.
then to retirement.
then to grandkids.
then to death.

yeah,
time flies indeed.
imagine,
in another about 60-70 years time,
we will be dead.
gone.

some of us will end up in heaven.
many will end up in hell.
truly sad.
sadly true.

do you ever think about death?
i used to.
not anymore.
dont ask me why.
not that you can ask me anyway,
since there's no tagboard.

shit,
i think i sound suicidal.
LOL.

dont ever commit suicide my dears.
you will regret it for eternity.


i will try to let it go.

and we got it like that,


if there's one thing i miss about my primary school me, it's my cock-sure confidence.


you know we got it like that.

what's the deal with my brain?


i think i may have lost my blogging flair.

after all, how long has it been since i last wrote a proper, coherent, interesting blog entry? a gazillion years ago.

i could try and ractify it today by talking about the liverpool vs. everton match, but, there isnt really much to talk about, isnt it? after all, liverpool won despite the early sending-off gerrad. everybody's happy, I'm happy. and trust me, when i'm happy, i cant think. and if i cant think, i cant write a proper, coherent, interesting blog entry.

of course, i could write a whole entry on alonso & gerrad and why i think they are gay that kind of stuff. but, i dont wanna get sued for defamation or something.

i could also try to blog about my school. but, so far, my school has been great. i've yet to encounter any bitches nor bastards. of course, i could always blog about my class and my wonderfully cute CT as well as the 8 wonderfully funny VS jokers, but nah. nah for the first, because i dont want to embarrass my CT - she's nice, can? nah for the second because i dont want to be perceived as a boy-crazy person.

star idol could be another talking point. but what's there to talk about besides the fact that the winner (and the runner-up AND the second runner-up AND... oh heck, and just about everybody else) can't act? the fact that most of them are really ugly?

then, of course, there's the up-and-coming general elections. but who wants to talk about that? after all, we all know who's going to win, isnt it? besides, it's never safe to talk about politics in singapore. you never know if you will get arrested or not.

i would love to put up photos that i've taken over the past few weeks and let the photos speak for itself. but, that takes too much time. i really admire those people who have the time and patience to upload every single photo they have taken onto their blog.

oh, remember the blog entry a few weeks ago about A, B and ZJC? a parent actually write a letter regarding the issue and submit it to the straits' times forum. another parent echoed his/her concerns a few days later. so far, however, the MOE has not given any response. maybe they never will.

speaking of JCs, i was looked down upon by two different students from TJC over the past week. HA. it's times like this when i have the urge to look right back at them and ask, "excuse me, but how many points did you score for your 'o' levels?"


why am i so obviously insane?

one, two,


i cant listen to the following songs without doing a little dance.

mambo no. 5
livin' la vida loca
lets' get retarded
accidentally in love

ahh. the aftereffects of being an ogl.


three, four, five.

and everywhere i am,


channel 5 is showing pearl harbor today.


yay.


there you'll be.

all united act as one,


being an ogl,

so tiring.
so exhausting.
so fulfilling.

i'm a girl of a few words.
so,


thank you.


we'll win the war this next time.

"it's not the voting that is democracy,"


Picture this situation.

A got a 7 for its' L1R5. After bonus (thanks to its' wonderful cca record), its' L1R5 was ta-da! 5.

Then, there's B. B got a 9 for its' L1R5. Not bad, but not as good as A's. But B's took html in secondary school/attended ZJC in the first three months/was from ZJC affiliated school. In addition, B also had a wonderful cca record. So B's L1R5 after all the bonuses, was also 5.

both A and B applied for ZJC. ZJC cut-off point was partial 5.

B got in. A didnt.


You see, they told TAUGHT us that the Singapore's education system is based on MERIT. Tell me then, why is it that B got in to ZJC and not A? After all, A scored better than B in its' 'O's. B only got into its' position because its' multiple bonus points. If the system is indeed based on merit, shouldn't A get into ZJC instead of B since it obtained a better aggregate?

No, I'm not against bonus points. I think its' perfectly fair and just to give bonus points to those who took HTML. After all, they had a heavier workload than us. Its' only fair if the MOE give them the two bonus points as reward. The 1st intake people deserve their loyalty points as well. The same goes for the affiliation thingy and the CCA stuff.

Say there's a C. Say C also had a L1R5 net aggregate of five, thanks to its' HTML ONLY (let's just presume that C does not have any CCA). If that was a case, I don't mind C depriving A of a place in ZJC. Because its' reasonable (if you still think it's unreasonable, this post is not for you), isn't it?

But lets' just leave that aside for a moment and picture another situation.

Y appealed to KJC based on its' L1R5 net aggregate of 5.
Z appealed to KJC based on its' L1R5 net aggregate of 6.

Now, let us note that Z was from KJC's affiliated secondary school. Let us also note that Z's raw L1R5 was 10 whilst Y's raw L1R5 was 7.

Guess who appealed successfully?





(For those idiots out there, it was Z ok?)


Now, then, justify this statement, "Singapore's education system is based on merit."


MOE doesn't practice what it preach.


(The above situations were based on true stories.)
(This post was inspired by the conversation bewteen a certain Ms. Pissed and a certain Mr. Angry.)


"it's the counting."

walk on with hope in your heart,


SPOTTED ON FRIDAY'S SPORTSCENTER:

By the Grace of God,

























Born a Red.

wahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.


and you'll never walk alone.

a falling star,

a cat bit me today.

being a perfectly normal human being,

i yeouched.

really LOUDLY.

the cat then ran away.

but when i got up to go,

it promptly came running back.

stupid cat.

but i still love it loads.

here's a (very badly taken) picture of it


it was also the cat who drooled on me the other time, btw. (see 09/02 entry)


least i fall alone.