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Female. 17. Someone who needs this blog because - I don't always say what I mean and I don't always mean what I say. And here I let it all out. Living life and loving it. <3
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Blogskin changed on request by Wei Ann, Khye Chwin and Shuk Huay who once again complained about its teeny font.
Today ended really quickly because it was, once again, double humans.
I love double humans days because it means less books, and time always seem to actually move at something other than a snail's pace. Of course, I don't exactly hate any subject either, which is also kinda contradictory. Unless of course, you count me hating SS because I failed the fricking subject.
Indeed, I have been blogging very rarely nowadays, to rant or anything. Strangely, it's also because I've rarely been touching my computer, due to all the crap that crops out all so often. Namely, homework. And tests.
(If I put in all this effort and STILL don't get my targeted A1s, I'm really going to kill someone)
But hey, stuff has been okay so far. No major sleep deprivation or death-inducing illnesses. YET. It does mean that things are still relatively okay; I guess all of I've been doing is try to stay positive and wait for the weekend. Key word, try. It doesn't stop me from whining about a lot of stuff..
It also didn't hurt that today I got like one hour of free period-ish cuz Mr. Lee didn't come, causing our Bio remedial to be cancelled.
So I was walking back today, and I realised I left my stupid leave form without handing it in to Ms. Sia and went back to school. And on the way I saw Mr. Cheng, and he was waving at me. I was kinda shocked, because I didn't even expect him to actually remember my name, but he recognized me in all actuality. I think it's maybe I insist that most of his jokes are recycled. But of course, the classic one was "I can't walk, I can't walk." Mr. Cheng could have been an actor. Really. He has the charisma.
And stuff so far has still been the same, I'm being collectively bullied by juniors (by bullied, I mean "soft" barefoot steps on feet, singing at me with choir songs, calling me pervy,
Past few weeks also included me Camille and Ee Wan going to shops just to try out cute dresses or just to window shop at stuff. Despite me feeling kinda tied for cash, between Homecoming Day coupons, of which I'm absorbing $30 of its cost and the stupid $30 for MT magazines and the other $30 for the doctor's visit about millennium ago AND some random costs here and there because certain people owe me money. AHEM.
Hm, I realised I have found it unreasonably hard to type something of this length, something previously unimaginable when once I could actually type pages of crap without stopping. I guess lack of practice kinda killed of the ability. Either that, or my crap-o-meter died off.
Probable but unlikely.
Anyway, my stuff has been also thoroughly molested by certain key people. Of course, I appreciate certain parts of the molesting, like April tidying up my desk because she couldn't stand to see the amount of files I stuff inside or Darryl throwing out all my pens that I didn't use anymore, BUT there was also the part where Darryl emptied my freaking wallet and displayed my cards for the world (actually just Nich Khaw) to see. And my IC and EZlink card was there. And it is a universally acknowledged fact that ICs and EZlink cards exist solely to portray you as the most hideous creature possible in pictures. Yeah, it was kinda embarrassing, which I completely conveyed to Darryl, of whom I was sure did it on the sole purpose to find out more about her idol, namely, me.
Right.
Okay, too much influence from elitists..
And, oh, I had trouble with my contact lens again today. So if you noticed me squinting one eyed looking like a retarded pirate-wannabe, that's probably because of that..
Just a small update: My juniors are all freakishly against those of female gender. At least, so they tell me repeatedly. It is a miracle why I'm still heterosexual considering that I face Collins, who goes "** Girls sux" and Niru who's sexist. He apparently finds its fairer than being a racist because he's merely prejudiced against half the human population, which is neater than being a racist and being prejudiced within certain factions of the human population.
6:23 PM
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Blogskin changed on request by Wei Ann, Khye Chwin and Shuk Huay who once again complained about its teeny font.
Today ended really quickly because it was, once again, double humans.
I love double humans days because it means less books, and time always seem to actually move at something other than a snail's pace. Of course, I don't exactly hate any subject either, which is also kinda contradictory. Unless of course, you count me hating SS because I failed the fricking subject.
Indeed, I have been blogging very rarely nowadays, to rant or anything. Strangely, it's also because I've rarely been touching my computer, due to all the crap that crops out all so often. Namely, homework. And tests.
(If I put in all this effort and STILL don't get my targeted A1s, I'm really going to kill someone)
But hey, stuff has been okay so far. No major sleep deprivation or death-inducing illnesses. YET. It does mean that things are still relatively okay; I guess all of I've been doing is try to stay positive and wait for the weekend. Key word, try. It doesn't stop me from whining about a lot of stuff..
It also didn't hurt that today I got like one hour of free period-ish cuz Mr. Lee didn't come, causing our Bio remedial to be cancelled.
So I was walking back today, and I realised I left my stupid leave form without handing it in to Ms. Sia and went back to school. And on the way I saw Mr. Cheng, and he was waving at me. I was kinda shocked, because I didn't even expect him to actually remember my name, but he recognized me in all actuality. I think it's maybe I insist that most of his jokes are recycled. But of course, the classic one was "I can't walk, I can't walk." Mr. Cheng could have been an actor. Really. He has the charisma.
And stuff so far has still been the same, I'm being collectively bullied by juniors (by bullied, I mean "soft" barefoot steps on feet, singing at me with choir songs, calling me pervy,
Past few weeks also included me Camille and Ee Wan going to shops just to try out cute dresses or just to window shop at stuff. Despite me feeling kinda tied for cash, between Homecoming Day coupons, of which I'm absorbing $30 of its cost and the stupid $30 for MT magazines and the other $30 for the doctor's visit about millennium ago AND some random costs here and there because certain people owe me money. AHEM.
Hm, I realised I have found it unreasonably hard to type something of this length, something previously unimaginable when once I could actually type pages of crap without stopping. I guess lack of practice kinda killed of the ability. Either that, or my crap-o-meter died off.
Probable but unlikely.
Anyway, my stuff has been also thoroughly molested by certain key people. Of course, I appreciate certain parts of the molesting, like April tidying up my desk because she couldn't stand to see the amount of files I stuff inside or Darryl throwing out all my pens that I didn't use anymore, BUT there was also the part where Darryl emptied my freaking wallet and displayed my cards for the world (actually just Nich Khaw) to see. And my IC and EZlink card was there. And it is a universally acknowledged fact that ICs and EZlink cards exist solely to portray you as the most hideous creature possible in pictures. Yeah, it was kinda embarrassing, which I completely conveyed to Darryl, of whom I was sure did it on the sole purpose to find out more about her idol, namely, me.
Right.
Okay, too much influence from elitists..
And, oh, I had trouble with my contact lens again today. So if you noticed me squinting one eyed looking like a retarded pirate-wannabe, that's probably because of that..
Just a small update: My juniors are all freakishly against those of female gender. At least, so they tell me repeatedly. It is a miracle why I'm still heterosexual considering that I face Collins, who goes "** Girls sux" and Niru who's sexist. He apparently finds its fairer than being a racist because he's merely prejudiced against half the human population, which is neater than being a racist and being prejudiced within certain factions of the human population.
