another hectic week of school.

and yes i know i said i wasn't gonna blog till after As but the temptation was too great for me and so... yep! im here(:

and i can't remember the stuff that happened in details so im just gonna just state them in a random order.

1.

*** was saying about her enbarrassing story that happened when she was in pri6.

apparently that day was the day she was having her period, and somehow, she didn't wear a pad, and neither did her friends have any, and if she wanted to buy a pad, she would have to go to the general office to get it, which in her opinion, was embarrassing.

and so, she decided to just use tissue paper to absorb the blood instead.

and coincidentally, that day happened to be the day when they had to have the pri6 injection in school. and so, *** was damn nervous and was squirming and fidgeting on the floor while waiting for her turn. and after she had her injection, she was supposed to use the cotton wool to press down the injected area.

but! just when she stood up, something fell onto the floor.

something bloody.

something that looked like tissue soaked in blood.

and funny enough, *** immediately bent down and grabbed the blood-filled tissue paper and refused to let go, even when the nurses ask her why she isn't holding onto her other arm.

and like that's not bad enough, her form teacher asked her about it. and her teacher was a male in his 20s.

HAHAHA. okay it doesn't sound funny but it is really damn funny when you hear her dictate about it. Lol!


2.

some old unmarried bitch (SOUB) is so bloody annoying!!!

trying to tell me how educated you are? oh please! you're not worth it!
trying to comment about my fashion sense?

LOOK AT YOUR FREAKING OWN YOU SOUB!

loose pink baggy ugly blouse with black pants and TRACK SHOES.

wow how fashionable. *claps*

and i don't need anyone to tell me how i can't be compared to your literacy. whatever. coz you're bloody unmarried, and not even liked by anyone.

i bet the number of people who dislike you can be matched up to the number of grains of rice i ate today.

fuck you!

on the other hand, no. wouldn't wanna dirty myself.

disgusting bitch. go f off at some pathetic corner and DIE.

LOSER!


3.

today during GP lesson mr sim was telling us about this website that some teacher recommanded to him, and said that after reading it, he'll prolly cheer up abit. and the website went like this:

www.fmylife.com

and my dear friend Ruoting was so innocent. hahahaha!

it was supposed to stand for 'f*** my life'.

and rt said damn loudly

"Huh? what 'family life'? "

ROFL!!!!

mr sim: wow rt.. you're a really nice person..

ROFL!


4.

Jq was telling us about how drama his family is and just when he finished the drama-ness of his paternal side, he went onto talk about his maternal side.

Jq: you know my maternal side hor.......... *before he could finish*
me: OH!!! i know i know i know! i know you got a weird cousin! *shift eyes to leeping*

rofl!


and this reminds me of last time during bio lesson, we were talking about Superweeds and how they come about before the term "wild Relative" got introduced to us by mdm wong.

mdm wong: wild relative means the weeds hor!
mdm wong: wild relative don't mean crazy cousin lor!

all of us + JQ: ROFLMAO!!!!!!!!!!!!! *shifts eyes to leeping again*


5.

we went to long john silver to have lunch today before mugging. and we were talking about extremely random stuff that are damn hilarious.

john: last time when you all kids that time do u all only wear panties at home?
rt: *nods fervently* YA YA YA!! HAAHHA i thought i was the only one!!!

me and abi: *blurs* no we never!

turns out that they're the only 2. ROFL!

john: u all at home got wear bra not?
us: duh! of coz got la!
john: even when u all sleeping?
us: ahboh? of coz got!
me: hanor! if not feels very empty and free leh.

john: huh i never wear one leh.
me: O.O cannot see meh!!! damn obvious.
john: no leh cannot see leh
me: i know why coz yours too small ROFLMAO!

Teeheehee.


and im gonna end abruptly coz i can't remember what i was about to blog about already

lololololol

I really can't help not blogging now.

but this would most probably be my last post until after A levels. so...

Firstly, i'll be talking about being in a JC.

belief no.1: JC is your happiest days ever!
fact: hell no!!
although you might get wonderful friends, what can be worse than being unable to have enough sleep and even though you study, you still fail. and to your teachers, even if you do your homework but you still fail, you're deemed to have never done your homework to teachers.

and how's school till 8am to 7pm with only one hour lunch break in between? wow!
and that's an everyday thing btw, not a once-a-week kinda thing.


belief no.2: you'll keep failing in JC but alvls will still do very well
fact: hell no!

or more like, you'll keep failing in JC, but Alevels still don't do very well.

I tell you, it's a super sad thing to be in a JC. seriously lor. I hardly remember the feeling of passing already. although im really sick and tired of failing. and now that Alevels is less than 80days awayyyy.... sigh!!!


belief no.3: go JC very easyy to go university one!
fact: whoever who tell me this the next time shall get madly blasted by me.

HELLO?!?! EASY?! WTF?! you have to get all As and Bs to get into uni. if you never get at least one A, you are like almost deemed as useless already lor.

WAHLAU!!! whoever who tells me its easy should just DIEEEEEEEEEEE.


belief no.4:JC very stress leh...
fact: it's not VERY. it's EXTREMELY.

belief no.4: wah! i want go jc den can mug and lose weight! yess!!!
fact: BULLSHIT.
wanna know something? i ever gained a good 18kg when i entered JC

er btw i lost some of that weight already. maybe coz i'm graduating soon.
thank god.




the above only tells one thing: JC sucks!!!!

if you're like in sec 4 now and under the consideration of whether to go into a JC or poly, please don't ever go to a JC unless you're someone whose hobby is mugging without sleep, and that you're certain that you are damn good at studying.

and doing well in your olevels does not mean you can do well btw. and mugging for Olevels is nowhere near the Alevels standard.

in fact it's so scary until i don't dare to go to school whenever we have to take back test papers coz i've developed a phobia of seeing frightening results. in fact i don't even wanna go to school whenever we have tests.

it is that scary.



in fact, i've officially become a boring person. instead of pigging around on weekends and weekends after school, my standard thing i do becomes............

weekdays after school at 5.10pm or 6.50pm: mug in school with MSG and on rare occations, JQ.

er btw if you guys are wondering, MSG refers to Mignight study group, comprising of me, Johnia, Ruo Ting, Abilgail, Mathew (frog) and Wei Jie (pig).

and why midnight study group, you may ask..

well... coz before the gay timetable got released, we have a weekly study group, by which every friday, we would meet at AMK mrt station at 10.30pm, and then go to a 24hrs Macdonalds to mug till the next morning before going home to sleep till like, 11am. and then go out to meet RT to mug at sembawang MOS, which was like the best BEST place to mug at until one faithful day......

MOS decided that people who bring frogs in to mug are disgusting. so...

lets just say frogs don't really belong in fast food restaurants. ;DDD

and anyway now on weekends, we've found a nice place to mug at..

REPUBLIC POLY: SATURDAY
KFC AT FUCHUN CC: SUNDAY

btw both are super empty. and yes, can make alot of noise without gay security guards pointing at you to shutup.

and.. and... i am gna mug now

or maybe watch Boys over flowers first

ohman

1. Kimberly is a lucky lucky girl!!

just when you thought that lucky draws are all fake and there's no such thing as a grand prize of like, for example, a Lenovo S10 white chio laptop.

and that you're awfully sick and tired of getting the same card that reads, 'Thank you for your participation!'.

which was the exact way i felt when I saw my friend JQ open his lucky draw slip which read the above, and to me, it was a more common than common scenario

and i totally expected it.

but when i opened it, the blazing words read:

'Congratulations! You've won a Lenovo S10 Netbook (white) worth S$899'

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WAH LAU!!!! never once did i expect unlucky me to be so lucky!!!

i got so elated i was tempted to call everyone in my family tree

but only called my mum and dad anyway.

and it turned out that i have to collect 6 of their handphone screen wiper thingy.
which comes free with any upsize of any of their meals

EH people!! if you guys happen to upsize your meal, can give me that screen wiper? it's quite ugly so i dun think you guys would want it... so gimme!! ;DDD

thanks!!!


2. Kimberly is a fickle and flowery hearted person! ;DD

okay i realised my taste for guys have changed tremendously since.... i ever decided that there was a gender called Male.

I remembered when i was younger, i used to like those stupid ahbeng looking guys. like those who would prolly bottom the class den act ahbeng but cannot make it type who are quite tall and muscular.

and the moment i stepped into JC, i realised my taste changed entirely.

i've started to appreciate smart people, and smart people who crack intelligent jokes, and not those no-brainer type that would make me roll my eyes. and people who talk with at least, understandable english or chinese, and not those typical ahbeng-ish english that perfectly throws me off.

and hardworking guys who probably knows how to cook and do housework.

who look abit toot

and tall... with a certain coloured specs..... (*snaps into reality*)

but the point is, i like guys who is not necessarily good looking

but cannot too ugly or too fat or too short la.

and must be smart!!!

but not overly smart that they have an extremely large ego.

and being shy in a way is a good plus point (:

hahahaha i sound like this is part of Terms and Conditions of some match making session

LOL!

btw i'm just saying this to contrast my old and current taste
i'm not looking for a boyfriend(:


3. food!!!

for some reason, i've currently developed a love for cooking, but i am not really interested in cooking.

and i think this love resulted ever since RT shared her 'secret recipe' with me

with regards to her cheese instant noodles. i fell in love with cooking ever since.

and i always want to experiment with food and the addition of weird stuff into food

YAY! ;DDDD

and i wanted to blog more but im too tired now to be bothered
yawnz.

and i hate the condensed timetable
coz it's almost like an extended one.

Random photo that i just came across ;DD

with leeanne, Mr Brown and Mr miyagi at Imaginary Friends Studio in 2006. (or was it 2005??)
omg!

okay for like those people who might wanna donate blood, but is afraid of doing so coz it's seemingly scary and stuff, im just gonna share my virgin experience (and you might change your mind about saving lives after reading? LOL!)

there're 6 simple steps for the blood donation process

1. Form filling
2. Registration
3. Medical screening
4. Haemoglobin check
5. The donation
6. Rest and refreshment (my favourite!!)

okay apparently, i was really excited before going into HSA to donate blood. like seriously. it was my virgin experience and i had never had a jab ever since like, primary 6. and so i was a little apprehensive despite being all ready for it.

and when we went in, apparently we all had to take temperature before filling in the form and doing a short questionaire and declaration about our health status as well as our... sexual history (nil for me hor).

btw i finished the questionaire and everything much earlier den weijie and boonping (mathew havent even arrived lor). and so, i got to see the doctor first.

and the doctor damn insensitive lor... damnnnnn....

doctor: so you good health?
me: urh ya?
doctor: *looks through form*
doctor: oh... you never got paid or pay anyone to have sex hor? confirm hor??
me: uh.. ya..
doctor: *takes blood pressure* tight not?
me: ya very. for what ah? see whether i too fat or i have fatty arteries is it?
doctor: *stares at the machine* uh. what's your weight?
me: T.T very heavy. _ _ . _kg.
doctor: LOL!!! confirm can donate la. 450ml.
me: T.T!!!!

uh btw on a side note, people who are of weight 45kg to 50kg can donate only 350ml of blood while... pathetically heavy and fat people like me got alot of blood to donate T.T

and after the doctor consultation, i had to go to this counter to test my blood haemoglobin level. and the nurse was extremely niceeee.... but as the chinese saying goes, xiao li cang dao, which can be literally translated as 'smile inside hide knife'. for my case it's 'smile inside hide needle' lor!

the nurse was like friendly and stuff, and she was like, okay! give me your finger! *smiles*

and me, being the usual stupid kuku bird, bravely and happily held our my hand.

and that nurse held this papery thing near my finger and even before i could say anything, SHE PRICKED MY FINGER!!!

wahlau!!! under that paper got needle one lor!!!

and there was like this drop of blood that surfaced from the tip of my finger which she wiped off. and just when i thought that was about it, she S.Q.U.E.E.Z.E.D my finger and blood flowed out which she collected using this capillary tube.

i was stunned lor!

and she dripped my blood into this blue solution (looks like Cu2+ solution). and my blood totally solidified and sank to the bottom of the solution.

turned out that im extremely suitable for blood donation coz... since my blood sank, it means i have enough iron in my blood. and i got directed immediately into the ward where my blood was taken.

btw at this point of time, mathew haven't arrived yet, and weijie and boonping are still not done with their doctor checkup and registration.

and when i went into the ward, there's like elavated sofas all around, and this nurse came to attend to me. and the nurse was seriously damn nice and patient with me. and i was madly freaking out although i vaguely remembered trying to act calm if not i'll get suanned for the rest of my life.

and then initially the nurse tried various methods to see the veins on my left arm. but i guess i was too fat, and she totally couldn't find my veins. LOL!

and after like 10mins of strugging with my left arm, she gave up and proceeded to my right arm. and the veins surfaced after a while, and she left me there to feel freaked out, and there was this guy beside me who was about to donate blood too, and his nurse was poking in the needle for him, and i was gleefully sniggering at him coz i thought to myself how freaking chicken he is lor.poke only mah! like how scary can it get.

but it is damn scary!!! like after awhile (when i was still waiting for the nurse to come to poke me), i started imagining the pain and stuff, and i was 70% tempted to chicken out, but was scared for being suanned by jq boonping weijie and mat for like, the rest of my life, and so, i chose face over fear, and decided to stay put.

after awhile the very nice nurse (vnn) came and struck a convo with me to distract me while she poke me.

vnn: so how was your day today?
me: *attempts to see what she was preparing* er.. okay lor. school..
vnn: okay.. now i going to wipe your hand with the antiseptic ah.
me: oh okay.
vnn: *wipes and look at the outcome* uh. i think i need to wipe again..
me: my arm very dirty meh?
vnn: abit ah. today you do sports ah?
me: no la. nua whole day.
vnn: oh okay...

i bet she was secretly thinking, 'wahlau! never do sports still so dirty! this girl got bathe one or not?!?!'
eh cannot blame me for being dirty lor!!! 8pm leh!! no joke hor. more den 20hrs nv bathe confirm dirty what!!

vnn: okay ah. now i going to inject you with the local anaestatic ah.
me: HUH? got apply one or not?
vnn: dun have la. this one like those dental type one. abit like ant bite la.
me: T.T big ant?
vnn: ya ya. those very very very big ant type.
me: *smacks forehead*

and the injection was... seriously not as pain as i expected it to be. it's abit like, kena pinched by someone. totally not like ant bite (not that i've gotten them before). if i had to rate the pain, like 1 to 10, 1 being least painful while 10 being excruciating pain, i'll probably rate it a 3?

if you're wondering what's my pain tolerance level, i'll probably rate a blister at like, 5? so it's really not very pain.

and after that, the injected area kinda swelled up and i was extremely scared that the anaestatic might not have taken effect, and that nurse was kinda ready to poke me with the huge needle. and i didn't dare to look (so much for sniggering at that guy beside me). i peeked at the needle and it's... HUGE. and THICK. it was so big, you can see the hole CLEARLY at the tip of the needle.

okay initially i took my handphone along with me so that i can record down the whole process, but i was so freaked out that i totally got stunned dumb and didn't do anything.

and if you guys are thinking that with the anaestatic, i wouldn't feel anything at all.

which is totally not true!!

i didn't feel any pain. but you can totally feel the needle poking through. like duh?! the needle is like, 5mm or something in diameter leh! you think 5mm damn small is it?!?!? poke something 5mm through your skin into your veins la!!

and yes, the thing was inside my poor veins, and i was totally engulfed in self-pity. like seriously, coz i was having abit of problems.

like for normal people, the nurse just need to use the tape to tape the needle to the patient and then go do their own stuff and let the patient's blood slowly flow into the packet thingy.

for me, it was an entirely different thing lor!!

i have no idea whether it was because i was too tensed, vnn was having quite a hard time with me coz according to her, my veins were spasming. O.o

WTF? veins can spasm one meh?!?! omg!

and my veins were spasming so vigorously that the needle was freaking moving around my arm near the joint lor! wth. and vnn had to keep holding the needle in place.

for normal people, they would have this stressball which they have to squeeze during the blood donation process. for me, i had to squeeze upon their commands coz of how uncoorperative my vein was. idiotic veins. make me feel so troubled.

and vnn was trying to make me feel calm despite... telling me how chialat my veins were spasming.. and i was freaking out like mad despite acting cool and calm.

honestly i think i would have died and foamed in my mouth there and then if it wasn't for rt who happened to be messaging me at that time and freaking out together with me. LOL!

oh btw if you're wondering how it feels, seriously, no feeling.

but my arm was very tired from keeping still.

and i have no idea whether it's just a psychological thing, but my arm felt weak after donating. like didn't wanna squeeze the stressball anymore. and i just totally nua there and let my blood flow.

and after like 25mins or so, it was done, and the nurse took the needle out of my arm. and again, it wasn't painful, but you can feel it being pulled out of your skin.

oh btw before the nurse pulled the needle out of me, JQ came in and i think he was half tempted to snigger at me when he saw my pathetic state lor!

JQ: eh. boonping and weijie done very long already you still not finished yet ah?
me: HUH?! SO FAST?!?!?! *shocks*
JQ: yalor. they went in much later den you somemore leh!
me: mathew leh?
JQ: still donating but about to finish already.
me: *shocks*
VNN to JQ: your friend ah... need sayang den blood will flow one.
me: *paisae-ness*

uh btw VNN was stroking my arm the whole time coz of my stubborn spasming veins lol.


and i was like o.o!! when i saw the packet of my blood!!

HOW CAN I HAVE SO MUCH BLOOD!!?!?!?

ya lah call me ignorant or whatever. i know each person have like 5litres of blood in their body and they're only taking out 450ml.. but still!! normally you get cut den you see blood trickling and you'll already feel damn sorry for yourself. the blood that flows is like probably 5ml? or something like that.

HELLO?!?! 5ml you freak out. how about 450ml manz?!!

and i had to hold onto my wound for like, 15mins or so coz i was still bleeding.

and i could see boonping weijie and JQ sitting outside the ward waiting for me and boonping making stupid faces and sniggering at me whenever my ward door opened. Lol. stupid chicken. :P

and when i was finally done, the nurse reminded me about the bruise that might occur (okay it did), and that i shouldn't stand too long coz i might faint coz of the blood donation and stuff. seriously that nurse was damn nice.

but she didn't give me the stressball )):

and yes, i came out the same time as mathew despite him reaching about 30mins after me LOL!!!!

oh and the best part!!!

they gave us free vouchers for the cafe! (even jq got although he never donate blood lor!)

and we could order ANYTHING we wanted from the cafe without having paid a single cent (: cool!

and after that we went to have cold dessert at chinatown before shopping for abit around chinatown and tapau-ing food before i went back with laoqiang.



but HONESTLY, it wouldn't be as bad an experience if it wasn't for my spasming veins, probably caused from my anxiousness.

but coming to think of it, despite complaining about the process, it was seriously, to me, a worthwhile effort.

like seriously, it's a really nice feeling lor. like you know someone will benefit from that little effort of mine... which is a really fuzzy and nice warm feeling. it's hardly any pain, except the pricking part, and someone (or as they say, 3 person) can be saved. like really lor. it's really worth it.

and yes, i think i would be willing to go again (:
i'll be able to save 6 people then (:

call me an angel ;D


p/s: btw although i didn't get the stressball, mathew got it and gave it to me!

THANKS SUBORDINATE ANG CHENG LONG ;D

8 august: National Day celebration

went to school for national day celebration. was... quite boring in school ):
photos coz i'm too lazy to type.

























p/s: rt was standing on a metal bucket btw LOL!!






couple of the year (:






shuwei lol!








stupid rt only took beary and didn't wanna take me T.T


with yenshan and ivin lol!






stupid johnia so spoiler stick her hand in front of weijie. tsk! ;D


ah finally ;)





after national day celebrations, me yenshan cindy ziqin shuwei jq and ivin went to partyworld karaoke!! ;D

ivinchew (:


shuwei and JQ(:


JQ(:



and after that me and jq went to meet alvin jinxiang johnia abilgail weijie leonard somerandom12Fguy boonping at arcade before me boonping weijie jq went to go meet up with mathew at outram park to donate blood.

neh. this was how bloody chicken i was.
credits to JQ:


p/s/s: will talk about the blood donation process. later.

and my bandage(:


8aug- today

suay-est day ever.
was supposed to collect passport at 12.30pm at ICA building at lavender.
and at 11.45am, when i was already at amk or bishan, i realised i didn't bring my passport, and i can't collect my passport T.T

got scolding from my dad for that ):

and then took the mrt back to woodlands to meet weijie mat ruoting and abilgail to study at rp.

AND...

i freaking left my earpiece behind
and only realised it when i was about to reach home T.T


anyway...

i had dinner with my dad at the Bennys.

the portion was.. sadly little.


and it was quite expensive.

but it had a hidden surprise inside. ((:



see the white thing oozing out?
it's amazingly CHEESE!!!!!!!!!

damn nice!!!!!

and the photos don't really do the food justice coz it looks really nice is real life (despite its pathetically small portion and expensive prices. and the cheese was..... MAMA MIA!! ;DDD

Am extremely happy that i finally got to blog (:

actually my initial intention of typing this post is coz i'm fking pissed with some people. all for different reasons. but it's majorally just one person. one fking retarded slutwhore.

and you know, in singapore, or perhaps like everywhere in the world, when people see like other people blogging bad stuff about them, they get so annoyed and shit like that. especially if they're people of slightly more authority (actually i don't think so), they'll probably stir up so much shit, such that stupid students like me, will get thrown out of school and forced to make a public apology and shit like that.

and in order to protect that one of a kind slutwhore's name, i would just have to address her as FRS (fking retarded slutwhore).

btw, it's not just a once-or-twice kinda situation that made me hate frs so much. honestly.

and i think i have a hidden talent for spotting such frs.

the first day i saw her, i disliked her.

right.

so it turns out that i have this hidden talent.

anyone wanna hire me to spot frs for you guys?

ahem.

anyway as i was saying, the first day that i met FRS for the first time, i freaking got scolded by her already (when it's not even my fault, mind you).

from then on, she was already tagged with the word 'bitch' above her head.
very much like how you tag people's faces in facebook.

right.

and after i tagged her with the word 'bitch', i thought it was really mean of me to do so.

and i attempted to be nicer to her.

and i did.

but apparently whilst i untag her from the word 'bitch', she tagged me with the word, 'idiot'.

which is what i couldn't tolerate. hello????

and then, now i've been tagged with another separate word, called 'rude bitch'.

WHATEVER FRS.

you know what?

you don't fking deserve my attention
you don't fking deserve my respect
you don't fking deserve for me to be polite to you

you know why?

coz you fking don't respect me first.

FRS.

you can totally tag me with 'stupid rude bitch' now
coz you know what?

you're no more than a retarded bitch retarded slutwhore to me.

am extremely pissed.

oh btw if you think i'm just being unreasonable and shit like that, then you're wrong, coz im not the only one who hates her. so it's justifiable.

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end of slutwhore.

initially i wanted to blog about this bloody person (guy this time) who ignores me as though i never existed. and critisizes about girl's looks as though he's fking amazing while the true fact is, he haven't been looking into the mirror for a really long time.

but then again, i was so engrossed about FRS that im semi-appeased about this bloody person (TBP).

just the most angry part about TBP, is that he is engrossed in ruining people's friendship.

get a life. .
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just as i was about to say that i'm done with talking about annoying shit people, i suddenly though of another sickening person (damn it why is it always me??).

okay this sickening person is a teacher.

yes, and i know im prolly gonna get into trouble for writing this, but guys, you read on and see whether it's my fault okay. i freaking got critisized damn badly by this teacher as though i'm a worthless lump of lard. and the thing was, i didn't do anything wrong okay.

teacher: show me your form
me: huh? i thought next monday den give you? (he totally didn't say before that he wanted to see it that day)
teacher: yes but i want to see it now!
me: but it's in class leh.
teacher: *shouts* GO TO YOUR CLASS TO GET IT NOW!!!
me: *Sulks* okayyy...

p/s: i was near the gym and i had to run back to P1-1 to get the form, and P1-1 is freaking far from the gym

me: *pants and perspires from the run back and forth*
me: nah.. got the form already.
teacher: *reads the form*
teacher: *shouts* WHY YOU HAVEN'T DONE THE CALCULATIONS!!!
me: but i write down whatever that's needed already what.
teacher: *shouts even more* BUT I STILL WANT TO SEE THE CALCULATIONS!!!
teacher: *shouts* DO IT NOW!!!
me: *sulks and realised that i have no pen coz its in classroom*
me: er... cher, my pen in classroom. can borrow your pen?

p/s/s: he was holding on to a pen which he wasn't using

teacher: *shouts again* NO!!! GO GET YOUR OWN PEN!!
me: ... okay.. *about to walk back to class*
teacher: *continues shouting* WHO SAY YOU CAN WALK AWAY!?
me: *getting extremely pissed off* you say i go take my own pen one what?!?!
teacher: *shouts at me again* DO YOU KNOW HOW SLOPPY YOU LOOK HUH @#%$^#@$#!@$# !!!!
me: *extreme pissed coz i fking didnt do anything wrong and all i did was to leave my bag in my classroom, which wasn't, in all honesty wrong. like who in the right mind carry his/her bag along the whole day!?!*
me: fine la! i go back class take my pen la!

p/s/s/s: thankfully i saw tingen at the canteen and borrowed a pen from her. thanks babe (:


SERIOUSLY, is this any of my fault?

like hello?

you randomly asked me for the form just coz you wanna see it even though i'm only supposed to hand it to you next week, and scolded me as though i'm a freaking spastic kid? HELLO?!?!?!

and adults like to give the excuse that i should give you the understanding coz you know, you all are stressed and stuff.

hello?!?! like we aren't stressed?!?! and you all got problems we all don't have is it?!?!

and you all not happy you all can scream and shout at us for all you like and we can't retaliate coz we're students.

what's this!?

teachers got rights den student don't have is it?

teachers are humans. don't tell me students aren't humans?

in fact, we pay to study

they get PAID okay!!!

what makes them more superior to us in anyway?!

and who is he to comment on how i look?

his definition of sloppy: wearing school uniform and sweating coz he made me run back to class to get the retarded form.

HELLO!?!

and if you wanna comment on the school uniform looking sloppy, by all means GO AHEAD.

i have honestly nothing against that

and i really don't see how different i look from others wearing the school uniform.

everyone looks the same in the school uniform, and just coz im perspiring doesn't mean i look any much different.

and who the hell is he to shout at me for no apparent reason?

and my tone was perfectly polite okay. and i didn't even raise my voice. in fact i was almost stunned speechless when he suddenly shouted at me, and the feeling of being pissed only set in later.

so is it my fault?!

1. is it my fault he was pissed that day?
2. is it my fault that he suddenly decided to see the form without telling me?
3. is it my fault that i perspired?
4. is it my fault that i appeared sloppy wearing the school uniform?
5. is it my fault that you don't want to lend me a pen that you were holding w/o using but refuse to lend me?
6. is it my fault that you made me go back to class to take a friggin pen?

HELLO?!? WHY IS IT ANY OF MY FREAKING FAULT!!!

1. i didn't even talk to him before that. so it has completely nothing to do with me that he's pissed.
2. he didn't even mention about wanting to see the form. if he did, i would have brought it along with me. completely not my fault.
3. singapore weather so hot and he made me run back to class. my fault for perspiring? install aircon all around the school and turn it on 24hrs a day lor. i promise i won't sweat at all.
4. i think i look as normal as any other individual. sloppy? why? coz i sweat? look at point 3.
5. ROFLMAO. this is funny. my fault that you decided to be selfish and unreasonable? well done.
6. refer to point 5 and 3.

convinced?

p/s/s/s/s: i think this teacher realised how unreasonable he was and attempted a meek try in being nicer to me. or maybe i just thought he was, coz he stopped shouting. whatever. it's almost like stabbing that person in his chest and then try to apply anaesthetic for him. it still cannot be undone, and even if it recovers, there would still be a scar.

and you know what? it's really coz of THESE people, which caused me to hate school so so so so so badly.

I HATE THE THOUGHT OF GOING TO SCHOOL TO SEE THESE PEOPLE
I HATE IT WHEN I'M BEING TREATED INFERIOR TO OTHERS

I HONESTLY HONESTLY HATE HATE HATE HATE IT!!

and i think i honestly got the best teachers in J1. honestly.

i used to be full of praises for all my J1 teachers in front of my mum everyday when i go home from school.
now whenever my mum ask me anything about school, the only nice things that i have to say is usually the happy times with the Harpers, funny things about jinxiang and alvin, and funny things that happen during bio (tutorials and lectures), and sometimes civics.

my J1 teachers are awesome!!! i supersuper miss them!!!!!! especially Mr Lin Furong, Mr Bryan Lim and Mdm Loh (these 3 teachers are no longer teaching us, sadly to say). even mr hazrin! our pw teacher. still miss them alotalotalotalot.

it's like, we can literally treat these teachers like friends and go out with them and stuff like that. but now.... sigh..

i totally regret not cherishing the time with such wonderful teachers lor. not that im saying that all my current teachers are horrid, or at least, in my opinion.

for instance, Ms wong is nice too, although during maths lesson she's super.......... urm.. i have no idea what's the word to describe.. but during civics she's really very very very nice! and makes us laugh too during her actually-quite-frequent suannings with alvin and jinxiang (and ivin lol).

i like mdm wong too! and mr azahar despite him making me copy bio so many times over (ugh). despite being suanned by mdm wong before, i mean, the way she suan isn't the type that would make you pissed and shit. i mean, isn't that the way?

sigh. as for the other new teachers that wasn't continued on from J1, well.... you guys try to think about my opinions about them lor.. i won't comment.

ANYWAY.

im still bloody pissed about being shouted at for something i didn't do wrong

I AM BLOODY PISSED. DAMN.

p/s/s/s/s/s/s: i don't intend to delete this post. i didn't name names. and neither did i lie in any part of it. and i can't tolerate being shouted at for no apparent reason. TSK.

i think the only true part of my SGC is "kimberly was a student of innova junior college from 2008 to 2009 from the science faculty"