you're so ridiculous,


according to my mom, i apparently ate two already spoilt sausages without knowing it. so i hope that my tummy will be so weak that i will end up diarrhoea-ing for the next two-three days so i won't have to got to school, YAY! :D

i wish i could twitch my nose a la samantha in bewitched.


TAG REPLIES:
joyce: haha, stuff like that is always fun can.
hsin mei: oi! my chinese not that lan can!
iris: i donno! :( but next week yingjun got hold press conference and declare his love for yusheng, yayness!
jun yu: you better be. haha.


i can barely stop.

when darkness turns to light,


actually, i had a dream on friday night that i got, hahahaha! suspended because of my friday's post*. and though i don't belive it will happen ('cos i don't think the relevant authorities read my blog), i think it is better to err on the side of caution and kick my beloved post into the archives. hahaha!

i am quite surprised that the new paper and straits times didn't like, laugh torres for missing the penalty or something. but then again, look at him, WHO ON EARTH WILL BEAR TO LAUGH AT SUCH A PRETTY FACE, I ASK YOU?

actually, he looks a bit gay at times, but, never mind. :D

ok, i am back to posting about mindless, aimless and harmless stuff. but stay tuned for a very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very important post coming up. hohoho!

*if you are slow, you can always check out friday's post in the archives.

TAG REPLIES:
eugene & tak wai: thank you!
yiming: heh, you are not alone.
jun yu: SO YOU MEAN YOU ARE LESS THAN WILLING TO READ MY OTHER LONG POSTS LA. grrr.
michelle: haha. but the first part ending already. :(
hwei ting: lol. not worked up la, no worries. its' all in the name of fun.
hsin mei: 'cos easier to read than your post in chinese right?! i gave up reading after one sentence can! hahahahahaa. :D

it ends tonight.

we'll scream at the top of our lungs,


i am watching the liverpool-portsmouth match and they show a few shots of this girl with a placard that said (in spanish), "hello, torres. can i have your jersey please?" or something like that. this struck me as really weird.i mean, yeah, ok, i can understand why she wants torres' jersey. but really, does she want it so badly that she's willing to take a jersey that is soaked in sweat, spit and mud? eeeeeeeeeeeeeewk.

if i were her, i would probably write a placard that says in ENGLISH (let's not insult his english alright, i am sure its not that bad), "hello fernando (because i think its rude to call people by their surnames, i mean, i wouldn't want people to call me tan), can i have the jersey that you wore when benitez (now i use the surname because i don't know how to spell his name) unveiled you as the new liverpool signing, please? thank you." of course, i will really need a big placard to squeeze all those words in, but you get what i mean.

STUPID TORRES BOY, I JUST KNEW HE HAS TO MISS THE BLOODY PENALTY. so kuku can. he better score a lot a lot a lot of goals and keep looking so handsome pretty or he will DIE.

not that i will bear to kill him, anyway.

and i think benitez should get rid of his beard. ok, fine, it hides its double chin but it makes him look a) super ugly b) super super ugly c) super super super ugly and d) super super super super super ugly.

i think yusheng and yingjun's embrace was way too short for my liking. boo!

***

if the teachers want us to like them more, perhaps they should play favourites less. yeah, sure, i guess playing favourites is something inevitable, something that all of us do everyday. but, really. do they have to make it so obvious as to who they prefer and who they don't? don't they know anything about being discreet? it is super bloody irritating when one can do no wrong just because one is the teacher's pet while others can't seem to do everything right just because they aren't the teacher's pet.

when a teacher's pet do badly in a certain subject, for example, i don't really see teachers blaming the pet for a) not studying hard enough b) not practicing hard enough or c) not being smart enough. which, is not wrong, of course, because i am pretty certain that the pet did study and did practice hard enough, but hard enough just wasn't quite enough. no, it is not wrong.

but it becomes wrong when someone who is not a teacher's pet do badly in a certain subject and the teacher blame the person for a) not studying hard enough b) not practicing hard enough when i am pretty sure that the person has done the above, but, just like the pet, hard enough wasn't enough for the person.

that said, i think it is ridiculous to peg somebody's extent of revision/hard work based on that person's grades. life is unfair, sweetheart. sometimes you work so bloody hard for something but you don't get the results and sometimes, you work so unbloody hard for something, and you get the results. this situation is prevalent everywhere in life and i am surprised that you, being someone whom my mother will say eat more salt than i eat rice, didn't realise this when you wrote those comments on those result slips.

i can say in all honesty, that even though you are a reasonably nice teacher (to me, at least and before this whole fiasco started), the fact remains that you hardly interact with us. question you with regards to how we feel about each other, school, what we adore, what we detest blah blah blah, and you would probably draw a blank (did i use this phrase correctly?). so i really don't think that you are fit to judge whether a person is a positive influence or a negative influence on someone else. after all, how much do you really know him, her, us, them? and come on, the person don't even look and behave as though he/she is a negative influence, unlike say, paris hilton!

and i think it is really bad and unkind and mean and generally bitchy of you to spin tales about my friends. ok, so maybe you have an overactive imagination and you need some outlet to let it all out (after all, with the subject you are teaching, you can hardly have anytime to utilise your imagination), but, why can't you just do something more positive instead? like, write a nice little story about naughty boys and girls who come back to school to, no, not study, but to just say hi and bye to his/her friends. how about a nice little story about how a person has x-ray eyes and can look through ceilings to see what's directly below them! i mean, you may discover a jk rowling in you and then, guess what? YOU WILL BE RICH. woo-hoo! :D

then, there is you.

granted, i also think you are a reasonably nice teacher, in all honesty. and i think you genuinely care about your students. but, really, do you really have to make it clear as to whom most of your care and concern is directed to? seriously, sometimes, my eyes really get tired from rolling around thanks to your extra care and concern for... someone (guess who? I AM NOT GOING TO SAY), especially when there are other people who need more help around. you know, i can be really bitchy and talk about that particular day in term 2, but, oh heck, i shall be really bitchy by talking about the day in term 2. in term 2, somebody's birthday came, just like everyone else before. but, oh, no. you don't want to give that person a nice delicious birthday cake just like what everybody else got. that person has to be special! and so, in comes in a nice big plastic bag with a nice lovely wrapper which in most likelihood, contains a nice big present.

EVEN MY PARENTS DON'T GIVE ME SUCH BIG PRESENTS CAN (ok la, actually my dad gave me a rather big kitchen set when i was still in nursery/kindergarten, but never mind).

and sometimes, i really wish you would just answer questions instead of just asking us to accept whatever it is written. i mean, sure, i really couldn't care less because i am more than willing to just accept whatever it is written but i am really one of the rare few out there, trust me. the others, they are more curious than me (in this kind of things anyway) and they really want to know.

and also, when somebody seeks your help in clarifying matters, the person really really needs your help. if the person intended to ask you to make matters worse, the person will tell you that. really, if you had intended to make matters worse, i think it is only right if you had told the person so instead of giving the person false hope and wrong ideas.

that said, your whole department is anal. sorry that i have to use such a term, but that is really the best description which i can fit your department into. it is anal the way we are being forced to regard the subject as being THE most important subject in our lives and it is anal the way we are being forced to use your way of answering (right down to the exact phrase) and no one else, i mean, really. have you ever heard of the term synonyms? and i am sorry to break this to you, but at this point in life, every subject to us is important, and unlike you teachers, we cannot afford to play favourites.

also, i think it is annoying how you always like to signal out the councillors back when our term was not yet over and kindly ignore the fact that, at that point in time, SOME OF THE COUNCILLORS WERE DOING REASONABLY WELL. and even if not reasonably well, most of us were trying our best anyway. sorry if our best wasn't enough for you, now why don't you go target those who led relatively less busy lives than us but still do as badly?

but that was in the past, and i shall let bygones be bygones and not dwell on it.

and lt5 is cramped beyond the max, can you just please do us a favour, reduce the number of people by 50 so that we can get a better view? and so that we won't have to sacrifice our neck-numbing front row seats with clear view for back-numbing back row seats with unclear views just because mrs hod's class can't see a shit. OI, IF THEY CANNOT SEE, WHAT MAKES YOU THINK WE CAN. we may be deemed as a smarter class, but just in case you didn't realise, SMARTNESS IS NOT RELATED TO SUPER DUPER GOOD AND PERFECT EYESIGHT. AND IT IS NOT RELATED TO HEIGHT EITHER CAN.

like i said before, good english teachers are really hard to come by but i dont really have anything against you except for your teaching skills. and the fact that perhaps you could have spoke up a little for me in front of the vp. but, seriously, i don't really have anything against you and my only advice to you is, perhaps you should seek an alternative job. i am sure you can be a really really good gym trainer. or a bodybuilder, which is not too shabby. imagine if you win an asian games gold medal! kaching, donno how many thousands into your bank!

anyway, old news, but they are taking away our study break apparently because all our lovely teachers felt that we need all the help we can get. and you are talking about the same teachers who see no wrong in suspending students for bad results. oh, so those students need no help at all?

actually i wanted to also talk about the old hag in school but i realised i have been talking about her quite a lot in the past few entries, so i shall not talk anymore.

ok, so this is the end of my tirade. the above thoughts are not meant to elicit any lawsuits from anyone, thank you.


and they'll think its just 'cause we're young.

we'll get drunk and ride around,


STUPID STRAITS TIMES SAY WE WERE UNFANCIED TO WIN THE FLOORBALL CHAMPIONSHIPS. then who were fancied to win, i ask you? bloody hell.

anyway, i really don't get teachers who read their students' blogs. i mean, chances are, when we blog about you, we are either complaining/bitching/whining about you (don't try to argue with me on that point, when was the last time you blog something good about a teacher?). sure, it is a fun read for everyone else, but definitely, definitely not for the person who is being bitched about.

but being teachers, i am sure they all have our interests at heart when they read our blogs. you know, they probably want to know more about us, know how we feel about school, about lessons, about them, so that perhaps, just perhaps, they might able to change their teaching styles to suit our learning needs or their character to make us like them better (because, really, who wouldn't like to be loved?).

then again, if there's one thing that the education system taught me, is that with the exception of a very few, teachers generally do not give a damn about us. and their mentality would probably be like, don't like my teaching style? TOO BAD, you better get used to it lest you fail your exams. or, don't like me? TOO BAD, i am the one who is writing your report slip and don't blame me if i don't like you either.

but, i always like to assume the best of people. so, let us all pretend that should there be any teacher who is reading my blog now, he/she really have my best interests at heart and really want to know more about me and how i feel about them so that they can make the necessary adjustments. and so, i really should have no qualms listing down all my grievances for them to read, right?

RIGHT!

but to be on the safe side, i will not state any names. so even if a teacher is really really really really really sure that i am talking about him/her, he/she WILL HAVE NO PROOF. unless he/she readily admits to being such as an asshole as i described him/her out to be, of course.

ok, let's start!

















































... actually, i don't really know where and how to start. haha. and shou zhu is starting in 6 minutes time and i am really desperate to see yusheng and yingjun's long awaited embrace. so, i shall try to think of all my grievances later (which shouldn't be too difficult) and write a decent, coherent entry soon. maybe later tonight, tomorrow or sunday. or next week. or something.

but i will write about it, i promise.

TAG REPLIES:
hwei ting: haha.
kenny: huh?
the bro: can you don't read my blog. it gives me the creeps. and i donno what is dichotomy.


and make peace with this empty town.

walk on with hope in your heart,


i wanted to write a very long post about how i feel about teachers reading students' blogs. but i shall save it over the weekend when i have the time to write a decent, coherent entry.

i think it is stupid to change the name of epl, why change a good thing, i ask you? and i really really don't like those bloody foreign owners taking over this club, taking over that club. yes, including the 2 american owners that bought liverpool. i mean, really. i think it spoils football and it makes it boring because the title contenders are always the same each year. and though i love liverpool, i do feel bads for the other clubs alright. clubs like fulham, which probably will never get a shot at the trophy unless the sky turns pink or something. it is sad, tragic and boring (like how rj/hci will take turns topping singapore in the 'a' levels). and it turns the beautiful game into an elitist one.

TAG REPLIES:
mei & zhihan: hahaha.


and you'll never walk alone.

he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,


I HATE IT WHEN KIMI CANNOT COMPLETE THE RACE DUE TO SOME (%*()#^&*^&()#* MECHANICAL FAILURE. :( bloody hell, at mclaren also like that. now at ferrari, also like that. i seriously wonder what lady luck has against him. that said, today's (or yesterday's, if you like) f1 race was the most chaotic and funniest and weirdest race i've ever seen. i hope it rains more often. provided that kimi don't miss the bloody pit stop and then kena a !%(#&#*&^# mechanical fault, of course.

anyway, i watched the others (finally!) and ocean's eleven (finally!) over the weekend and both movies were really really nice, especially ocean's eleven. i think its super duper cool the way they robbed the vault. and i think brad pitt looks better when he was with jennifer aniston. ha! george clooney looks a bit fat in the film though, i wonder why. i think he looks better on e! and in magazines.

speaking of which, i think those people who went to queue up on saturday just so as to get their hands on the harry potter book ARE REALLY STUPID. firstly because (according to my friends anyway), you can arranged the book to be delivered to your house and secondly because even if you are the first person to get your hands on the book, if you are a bloody slow reader, you will still be one of the last to know the ending. haha!

ok, maybe i don't understand because i never read a single potter book in my life. haha. i think emma watson is very very pretty though. :D:D

i think i should sleep now because school is starting in 6++ hours time and my loose cannon of a principal is gonna talk to us first thing in the morning.

TAG REPLY:
jun yu: haha. more screwed than a prostitute.


the only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star.

we are beautiful in every single way,


did i say that my principal was nuts in my previous post? I TAKE BACK MY WORDS ALRIGHT. because she is worse off than being nuts. she's totally, completely, off her rocket. and the screws in her brains are all coming out, i tell you. her age is catching up with her.

who in the right mind would suspend students JUST BECAUSE OF BAD RESULTS (i don't give a damn about the attitude part, because in my opinion, if the teachers feel that students show them attitude, the chances are, THEY DESERVE IT). like, seriously. if their results are so bad, wouldn't suspending them make the results worse? like, hello, wouldn't they now have to catch up with whatever they missed out during the suspension? AND that is provided if they ever get unsuspended in the first place. oh sure, they get to revise. but you don't get suspended to revise alright. you pon school to revise.

bloody hucking fell. i hope she chokes on her own fucking shit and die.

anyway, i watched my first floorball match yesterday. no heartbreaks here as the boys beat vjc 7-3. it was exciting, though rather difficult to watch because the ball was small. but nonetheless, it was exciting. they really should have provided proper seatings though. :/ being short, my view was of course blocked by this really big-sized j1 in front of me. and i am haha! too nice to ask him to move.

TAG REPLIES:
peishan: I AM ALWAYS ALIVE CAN! it's this blog come alive, haha.
michelle: oooo, driving. good good then next time i can ask u for a ride. :D:D
anna: haha, cos i got more subjects in common with you?!


and words can't bring us down.

we won't hear a word they say,


I THINK MY PRINCIPAL IS NUTS. i mean, seriously. asking someone to reassess whether him/her is suited for JC life with FOUR months left to graduation?! she must be either nuts or plain nuts. the fact that my almost botak classmate got caught for 'long hair' further serves as further proof to the fact.

i don't think it's fair to give the teachers a dressing-down as well. ok, well, so they were at fault for setting such ridiculously hard papers and high expectations, but i sincerely believe that they meant well. maybe we are just stupid ok. or maybe if you allow us to end school earlier and pon school as and when we like so that we can actually get some decent revision done, WE WON'T HAVE DONE SO BADLY.

i admire people who have the discipline to go back home, ignore the beauty of the computer, television, bed and food and actually sit down to study. but though i admire their discipline, i don't aspire to be them. really, who would? words can't really express my feelings with regards to this matter, but i just feel that there should be more to life than studies. i mean, hell yeah, studies are important. but forgoing everything else just for the 5A's on your certificate? it's simply not worth it. when i am on my deathbed and looking back on my teenager years, i am sure as hell that i will want to remember anything but studies. and had i spent my teenage years doing nothing but studies most of time, i won't have much to look back on, won't i?

i don't like the teachers yakking and yakking, nagging and nagging, talking and talking about results. seriously, do you honestly think it will make us feel better? do you seriously think anyone of us are happy with a s/u? i don't think anyone of us are actually that, oh gosh i don't even know what word to use, weird? having a report full of u's is nothing to be proud of, we know that and you don't have to rub it in. yes, we joked about it, but honestly, do you really think we don't feel sad, down, disappointed, worried?

of course to you assholes the papers are very easy. hello, if i am a bloody vice-principal who used to be the hod for maths in some bigshot jc, OF COURSE I WILL FIND THE PAPER EASY TOO. why else would i be a ex-maths hod, you tell me? and besides, maybe she didn't time herself and as you all loove to tell us, that plays a big part, right?

to everybody, should we do so well that we actually have a chance to shake our dearest principal's hand, we shall all smile and spit on his/her hand instead. :D i'm just kidding, of course. not. maybe.

anyway, i think students should have a constitution too. and one of the rights that we should possess is that "NO TEACHERS SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO EXTENT THEIR LESSON BEYOND SET TIME, UNLESS THE STUDENT REQUESTS TO." bloody hell. this is what i call taking away my precious time set aside for revision, not that i set aside any time of course.

i don't like being in the so-called 'smart' group because everybody tries to outsmart each other there, you know, like who can ask the most questions and find the most faults in a teacher's answers, yadda yadda yadda. yah lah, you very smart lah, can ask so many questions and find so many faults. so, how many points did you get for your 'o' levels? (now, i know that there is a certain percentage change that the reply would be 6 but let us all assume that the idiots i am talking about did not score 6. or 7.)

i think good english teachers are rare, seriously. unfortunately, my teacher is not very rare. but well, apparently it doesn't matter because according to my report card, the only good thing my teacher said about me was that i have "a flair in language." yeah, well. she hasn't really seen me in spelling action.

one of the soccer pictures hung up was very well-taken, the one with the players in the tunnel. the others are just plain crap and should be taken down because even though i love soccer and it is so far the only school sport i watch i think other ccas deserve to be recognized too. like, for example, the council. haha! and besides, it will be easy to search for photos can, just like, go to any random councillor's house and you will find tons of photos, trust me.

i am always very happy when my friends get attached. to each other. TAKE GOOD CARE OF EACH OTHER, ALRIGHT. :D

ok, i need to do my bio and econs, lest i get chased out or picked on. byeeeeeeee.

TAG REPLIES:
ph: your second tag is really retarded can. haha. and ah-ha! now we now how to be good people like us, just be a difficult baby when we are young. heh. :D:D
hsin mei and ht: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
michelle: of course, i pass gp one ok. lol.
anna: what hope so. sure will one lor. i am a good luck charm. haha!
joyce: hello! and yes indeed. but you don't have to sound so excited. haha.


they don't know us anyway.

man hands on misery to man, it deepens like a costal shelf.


my mom is telling her friend what a difficult baby i was when she was "zhou yue"ing. apparently, she cannot sleep in the day because i will cry and cry and cry and cry and she would pick me up, watch me fall asleep only to have me cry and cry and cry again when she put me down. haha! i am fearing retribution now. if i ever get married and have a child, my husband will the one that is going to carry the baby when i am "zhou yue"ing. i shall be out shopping or in sleeping instead. haha!

what exactly is "zhou yue" anyway?

"the night has a thousand eyes, and the day but one; yet the light of the bright world dies with the dying sun. the mind has a thousand eyes, and the heart but one; yet the light of a whole life dies when love is done." so, i have "read the end from the beginning of the beginning of the end to the end of the end of the end" and contrary to lemony snicket's belief, i didn't arrive at the end of the end of my rope. it is a lovely book, just like its predecessors and i hope daniel handler writes something else again soon.

actually i just realised i didn't talk about live earth, despite watching a bit of the concert when it was aired last saturday and sunday. i was very relieved when linkin park finally took to the stage because before them, all the acts that were aired were random acts that i've never heard before. linkin park actually sounds quite good 'live', as opposed to rihanna, who sounded quite terrible in my opinion. she sounds as though she was running out of breath can. but, anyway, i was really happy because i finally got to hear her other songs other than umbrella. and i also got to hear foo fighters' 'best of you', YAY.

but of course, it failed in its objective. i never really cared about global warming and i don't intend to start now, great concerts or not. and besides, some of the tips they give us are like really weird. like, don't fly unless you really have to. support your local tourist attractions instead. well, yeah, maybe i would follow your advice if i am living in a huge country like russia. but, sadly, i am stuck in little singapore and whatever tourist attractions this country has to offer, trust me, I HAVE SEEN IT ALREADY. maybe even more than once. just like everyone else here. hands up if you have been to the zoo/bird park/science center/sentosa/orchard road more than once.

and, anyway, what right does these celebs have to give us tips on global warming? they are probably 429047857235y28935718257 times more guilty than us.

i want to marry an ambassador because all the ambassadors' houses are very pretty and comes with a swimming pool.

TAG REPLIES:
anna: yeah, i know why. so that all the good luck can be channeled to the a's right. haha.
zhihan: you say one ah, DONT COMPLAIN. :D
hsin mei: haha i think i know what is the "something serious" la, so secretive.


get out as early as you can, and don't have any kids yourself.

i try to see the good in life,


i bought a new adidas bag today to reward myself for not getting a u in the mid-years. because according to my very thick personality profile, i "need more frequent rewards/recognition throughout stages of a task." yay.

i really really like my personality profile because according to it, i am "less likely to complete homework assignments." which means the next time a teacher ask me, "WHY DIDN'T YOU DO YOUR BLOODY HOMEWORK?" i can easily reply without batting an eyelid, "but, it's MY personality what. i can't help it." according to it, i also have "very low" level of commitment, so if next time i get a divorce 92184019275825 seconds after i got married, don't blame me.

there are alot of other fun things in the very thick personality profile booklet but if i have to point out every single thing to you, my post will end up longer than my previous 32938290472957283573 posts combined. not that i posted so many times, of course, but you get what i mean.

anyway, apparently i have no purpose in life. i really don't know what i am supposed to feel about that except, "HOW TRUE!"

i think my vice-principal is really weird and i think she likes to make a mountain out of a molehill even though, even though she begs to differ. kapuipuipui. and i think you are a bit of a blockhead. don't ask me why, but this morning, standing next to you, it made me think, "he is a blockhead." again, don't ask me why.

its has only been the first new week of school and i am already so sick of it. i really don't know how am i gonna to survive the other 7 weeks. i'd probably start ponning school again after the end of the complex numbers lecture. yay. the thought of ponning just makes my spine tingle with joy, joy and more jooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooy!

there are only 2 sure things in life, death and taxes. how sad, but how true.

TAG REPLIES:
ph: haha. reply here easier what. and serious! i read 8days. :D
hsin mei: REALLY? do you want me to make it more obvious for the world to know??
michelle: lol, ok.
zhihan: THIS ONE SHORT ENOUGH? you very picky leh!


but good things in life are hard to find.

wake up call,


hello.

i don't what know what is the meaning of "buay" so i don't really know what you are trying to imply when you said, "why all the mj girls so 'buay'?". maybe you were, like what the rest say, trying to make the vomitting sound. but whatever it is, i suggest you just go home and fuck yourselves because since you look even uglier than __________ (choose the ugliest person you can think of) on a good day, i seriously doubt anyone would want to fuck you. i don't know how are you going to fuck yourselves but maybe you can try bending over and suck your own fucking cock.

what a disgusting and disturbing image that would make, so let's continue.

so anyway, ok. I KNOW MY LAST POST WAS SUPER DUPER LOOOOOOOOOOOONG ok. and i promise i will try to keep it short this time. which shouldn't be too hard since there is really nothing much to say. i think.

anyway, kimi won again. and i think that fernando alonso should just go and learn a few tricks from felippe massa in overtaking. so much for being the defending world champion. BOO.

my mummy may not need to come down after all on the 21st which is kind of sad after all, because i was looking forward to showing her my ugly picture on the meridian leaders' board. which, i am sure, they are going to change soon, with new additions to the 'family'. well, i guess you can always get what you want if you show enough attitude about it.

i think the head of the physical department in my school is a sick dog/bitch. i am sorry i have to write sick dog/bitch because despite being his/her student (the horrors) for the past half a year, i have yet to confirm his/her gender. and it is not just me who is confused. i think the above head is also very confused about his/her students' gender. i get the idea because we have to retake napfa even if we get bronze. which, honestly, make no sense to me because, really, so what if we get a freaking bronze? yeah, ok, bronze is an ugly colour and it is really nothing to be proud of. but, SO? its not as if with the bronze, we have to serve another extra three months in the army, right? i mean, after all, we are not boys. and trust me, most of us are more than happy with a bronze. but since he/she made us redo napfa (and hence, pe) even though we've got a bronze, i think he/she is a bit confused about our gender. just like we are with regards to his/hers, of course.

and i had my share of admin work already, thank you very much. why don't you ask your slaves to do admin work for you instead? maybe it will help them boost their profile (which has already been very boosted recently).

oh, and though my pmc isn't neccessary, it is unfortunately real. you can check with my doctor, his nurse and my mother.

life isn't fair. with regards to results, sometimes, results don't reflect hard work and hard work isn't reflected in your results. and sometimes muggers top the class (which, in all honesty, they deserved) and sometimes, slackers do. there is seriously nothing wrong in that, so get over it. they may be hardworking, but that doesn't make them geniuses. we may be slackers, but that doesn't make us retards.

so, anyway, i think i should stop giggling so much and pay attention when the question i asked is being answered. but truthfully, that isn't my question, so i really see no point in paying attention since i really wasn't interested in the answer. but, never mind, my bad. and at least you answered questions (no matter how far answers were from the questions) that are posted to you, unlike a certain health minister who conviniently skipped two questions and only answered one. KA-PUI, i tell you.

a certain ms. lee's antics have reached a new high over the past two days, and since my father has high blood pressure, which may be inhereditary (spelling?), you know who to blame when you read about my death in the newspapers. haha. :X

speaking of death, the cat with prominent nipples has probably been killed by the nea because i haven't seen it for half a year now. its' kittens probably suffered the same fate. bloody nea, i hope if a bomb ever explodes in singapore, it will explode outside your headquarters, haha!

ok, i should stop before i get carried away. but before i go,

TAG REPLIES:
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caught you in the morning with another one in my bed.

hello again, it's you and me,


"now blogger saves your drafts automatically!" ok.

anyway, hi. yes, i know i've said i'm leaving the public world of blogging for good. but, seriously, how many of you really believed me? after all, i have never really kept my promises about "not blogging" before. and while this was certainly, definitely, the longest break i have ever taken in my blogging career, i bet some of you are still checking this site regularly for updates. of course, some of you have probably given up on this a long time ago, but, never mind. the bottom line is, I AM BACK, till the next time i stopped, anyway.

i hope my return will inspire the 32928492792357835 good bloggers out there to start blogging again, because honestly, the number of good blogs available for me to read is dwindling by the minutes. the fact that blogger now allows people to lock their blogs legally, contributes greatly to the dwindling numbers. which really pisses me off. i mean, really. if you want only your friends and your friends only to read your bloody blog, WHY CAN'T YOU JUST NOT BLOG AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS WHAT YOU WANT TO SAY? really. this is waaaaaaaaaaay worse than private blogs, at least then, you are just, like, talking to yourself. ok, maybe i am just pissed because i no longer can read these blogs when i am bored. :(

anyway, there has been an increasing trend of people switching for blogger to livejournal. which reminds me of the fact that my very first blog was at livejournal. FOUR YEARS AGO. and yes, i switched from livejournal to blogger. THREE (?) YEARS AGO. which means (i think), that i am very way ahead of my time. and now, i am actually bucking the trend. HA. oh, and why did i switch from livejournal? because i suck at html alright, and i don't know how to customize my webpage to make it look as pretty as jennifer aniston.

which brings me to the very interesting piece of entertainment news i saw on e! (where else?) a few weeks ago. which states that brad pitt's mommy went out with jennifer aniston on fathers' day. that meant something, isn't it? it either meant brad pitt's mommy looooves jennifer aniston a lot or brad pitt's mommy doesn't looooooove angelina jolie a lot at all. i hope dear mrs pitt knocks some sense into her son. the world will be a much better place if brad pitt and jennifer aniston get back together. HA.

bloody hell. i am watching that quite good looking serb guy playing against the cute cypriot guy AND THEY HAVE TO INTERRUPT THAT BROADCAST WITH ANOTHER ROGER FEDERER'S MATCH. look, there's NO point showing a federer's match alright. he always win. and its boring. and i hate people who always win, win, win. unless, of course, the person's name is kimi raikkonen. haha! last sunday was like, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh YES!

i think only finns can pull of a name like kimi. seriously. imagine naming your son kimi. kimi tan. kimi lee. kimi ong. sound so gay can. but say, if it's kimi hakkinen. A-HA! sounds good.

anyway, another thing that made me went ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh YES! over the week was the very very very very good news that FERNANDO TORRES IS NOW A RED. xabi alonso can go now dump gerrad and go gay with torres instead! then they will have a drop dead gorgeous son called fernando alonso, which will serve as a reminder to that fernando alonso what an asshole he is.

i really think lewis hamilton prefers kimi to fernando alonso (then again, who wouldn't?) and i think kimi prefers lewis to felippe massa (then again, who wouldn't?), so i really hope kimi goes back to mclaren, which seriously, suit him better anyway. their jersey/suit/whatever colour complements his skin tone better. or maybe he just need a tan.

oh, oh, oh. i am somewhat hoooked on the 7pm channel 8 show. (i refuse to write its english name because i think it sounds very stupid if i were to wrote, "i am somewhat hooked on kinship."). so anyway, i think elvin ng is super duper super duper drop dead super handsome and i think jesseca liu is very very very very very very very very pretty and since they keep saying how comfortable they are with each other and since they look so good together, they should just get together already. then maybe the media wouldn't hound poor ol' fann wong and christopher lee so much and we will have a nice new celebrity couple to oogle at.

i watched cycle 7 of america's next top model and i think caridee is super pretty. yay.

i really need to download new songs. whether i am doing it legally or illegally, its up to your imagination. anyway, i am saying this because i am really tired of hearing the same songs over and over again on my phone (my beloved shuffle has died alright). and bloody mtv and channel v isn't helping by playing the same videos over and over and over and over again. i mean, come on, how many times can maroon 5 makes you wonder?!!! and i've seen the video for kelly clarkson's never again & rihanna's umbrella soooo many times i could practically tell you what happens next. and rihanna's video is of complete irrelevance to the song can. so, yeah, i need to download new songs.

and i need a new ipod. because storing songs in my phone slows down my phone a lot (and i cannot function without my songs). after all, my phone was built to make people go gaga over its looks, not its function. it was a smarter bimbo than my old phone (whose lcd screen was cracked), but still, a bimbo.

i went back to gm's arts nite last friday. saw my juniors, my long-lost friends, some random teachers (the principal even said bye to me, like, hahahahahahahahahahaha!) and then some more. don't remember much of my juniors' name (with the exception of the usual few), remember most of my long-lost friends name, and was thoroughly amused by this chinese teacher who didn't teach me before but smiled at me as though i was her beloved student. was also thorougly amused by the fact that a certain teacher was as gay as ever. oh my goodness gracious!

i saw another junior while i was out with my family (and dog) today. the conversation i had with her was at best, embarrassing. it went like this (the brackets represent what i was thinking):

junior: hi!
me, grinning perkily: (shit, who the hell is this?) hi!
junior: do you remember my name?
me, still grinning perkily: (shit. SHIT. ok, who is she? gm? church? ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh) uh, no.
junior: do you know who i am?
me, still grinning but worriedly: (SHIT. oh, shit.) erm, no.

ok, so maybe i didn't think shit. maybe i thought another four letter word instead. but anyway, she told me her name and one other information which helped me recognise her and how on earth is she related to me. i then continue grinning before running off safety.

seriously sweethearts, next time, just pretend i am not pretending i know you alright. i mean, its easy for you people to recognise me. after all, according to some primary school mates, i haven't change a bit since primary school. but, me? me? i will always have a hard time recognising you people because you don't have my weird genes. and my bad memory.

i think prison break is super cool. and just like any typical girl, i adore michael scoefield. i just wish he will smile with his teeth less because he looks better without showing his teeth. but anyway, yes, i adore michael scoefield but i also aodre john abrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrruuuuzzzzzzzziii! its so sickening that he died in season 2. and from what i've read, EARLY in the season somemore. bloody hell. :(

and i wish people will just stop criticising lost and pray that the writers know what they are doing.

anyway, lets move on to the subject of school.

so, come another 10 days and it will mark the 2nd month of me officially stepping down from council. words can't really describe what i feel about council (most likely due to my lousy english), so i shan't try. i love the people there (especially my family) and i love the things i did. if there was one thing that keep me from feeling regretful about not choosing tj, it will be council.


if there was another thing, it would be my beloved sky is blue. without the few of them, i would have probably went to the office and asked for the from to drop my econs because i dont think i can survive the class without them. am i saying my class is horrendous, then? yeah, kind of. i don't have nothing against the individuals, in fact, i like most of them. but put everybody together, and we make a horrendous class. i guess, the chemistry, x-factor, spark, whatever, just isn't there. you get i mean? oh well, words can't really describe what i feel about class (most likely due to my lousy english), so i shan't try to elaborate any further.

anyway, the mid-years are well and truly over and i am well and truly screwed over as well. and the teachers yakkking yakkking yakkking is really #(@&$*$^@$&@*$&@*&$ irritating. and it seriously get on my nerves. all i want them to do is shut the hell up (of course, the more exact phrase i was thinking wasn't using the word hell but another four letter word instead). i mean, come on, if you want us to do so bloody well, then, well, don't set the paper so bloody difficult! seriously. all this crap about how it is the same standard as our 'a' levels, i heard it all before two years ago. and trust me on this, if you don't feel good about as not doing well, chances are, we feel worse. after all, as all of you loooooooooooooove to say, its OUR 'a' levels.

and i hate reflections time. i always have nothing to reflect. even if i do, it is gone the next two days. i told you i have short term memory loss. or short term memory. or whatever.

i swear if i ever become a teacher... but since i will never be one, let's not bother about what i will do.

ok, results are depressing. let's talk about something else.

do you know i lost my water bottle again? i lost it during the soccer finals. so sad right. come to think of it, i always thought the bad trio (bad things come in threes, remember?) was "liverpool losing, mj losing and kimi losing" but now i realised it was "liverpool losing, mj losing and losing bottle." seriously, this is the third water bottle i've lost over the past year and i am irritated.

ANYWAY, i think the shopaholic series is funny, even though i get bloody annoyed with becky sometimes. but, yeah, it is funny. i borrowed six books on tue, and i am left with two more. which is good, i guess. i like reading. it allows me to utilise my overactive imagination.

i think prince harry is more handsome than prince william because prince william's hair is curly which makes him look very girly. and i would like to backpack around europe and see the different places that i've always wanted to see. i really hope i can take a break after this year. we shall see.

ok, so now, they switched back to serb-cypriot match. just when ferrero took a set off federer ie. when i started getting interested in the match. IDIOT. but the cypriot is nice. i like the serb too.

ok, i am tired. byeeee.


kinda always like it used to be.