Another class project, more tears. As assholic as this sounds, girls are waay too weepy. It's stupid to see them tears themselves up because of something like this. As least fight for Jerian or something, man.
The saps on my tagboard are yakking, but it's cool.
CNY's coming, which rocks. I like the money. And gambling. And food. Mm. Food. Going back to Rulang to laugh at puny people and binge on bleeding cheap food. Then LAN with goodoldfriends. You guys rock.
CID chinese sucks majorly. But that means the for the second half of the year, no fear liao.
School ain't that bad now that I'm used to the motions. Among other things.
" You know what's the coolest thing on earth? A fat ass wearing a shirt that says 'I beat anorexia'."
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
The Lord rocks in mysterious ways
Just deleted an unpublished post 'coz I realised it was too emo and waay outta my chracter.
I hate sitting beside Jasmine. So quiet. Cyn is better. There. Said it.
School's really biting 'coz I'm sick of everything and everyone. This sucks.
I realise I write best when emo and blog best when bored. So I'll just do this filler thing I came up with on a much better day.
You know movies like Die Hard, etc.? Those where they have a thousand baddies shooting at this hero dude and they never seem to hit?
This type of movie always stars this sorta dude who, as a result of a tragic and shady past, has become rendered an invincible badass. So he's gotta stop this bad guy (usually with a moustache) from blowin' up the world or some other wafer-thin plot. And he learns to let this big-breasted-but-also-bad-assed babe into his life to spew sarcastic wisecracks. (That's Hollywood's definition of feminism: Bitchy and really hot.) At about the two third mark of the moive, the badass, as a result of car chases and leaping from flaming buildings, becomes temporarily disillusioned about his invinciblity. Then the chick gives him this inspiring speech about what he's suppose to believe in and gets him back to his good old testosterone-pumped, steroid-abusing self. Then he takes down the bad guy and gets laid as the credits roll.
"They're the sort of people who think that if your last name is Simpson, you're either related to OJ or Homer."
I hate sitting beside Jasmine. So quiet. Cyn is better. There. Said it.
School's really biting 'coz I'm sick of everything and everyone. This sucks.
I realise I write best when emo and blog best when bored. So I'll just do this filler thing I came up with on a much better day.
You know movies like Die Hard, etc.? Those where they have a thousand baddies shooting at this hero dude and they never seem to hit?
This type of movie always stars this sorta dude who, as a result of a tragic and shady past, has become rendered an invincible badass. So he's gotta stop this bad guy (usually with a moustache) from blowin' up the world or some other wafer-thin plot. And he learns to let this big-breasted-but-also-bad-assed babe into his life to spew sarcastic wisecracks. (That's Hollywood's definition of feminism: Bitchy and really hot.) At about the two third mark of the moive, the badass, as a result of car chases and leaping from flaming buildings, becomes temporarily disillusioned about his invinciblity. Then the chick gives him this inspiring speech about what he's suppose to believe in and gets him back to his good old testosterone-pumped, steroid-abusing self. Then he takes down the bad guy and gets laid as the credits roll.
"They're the sort of people who think that if your last name is Simpson, you're either related to OJ or Homer."
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
See? I'm damaged.
School starts. This year, the homework pours in quite early. None of that unofficial 1-2 week(s) grace period.
'Ve got 3 HODs as teachers. Hmm. Mrs Look ain't as bad as everyone thought. And the Geog teacher hasn't has his spirit crushed by the low pay and crazy students yet. Only a matter of time, dude.
Put DotA on hold for the moment.
CinderElla made it into RV Images, overshadowing all other mediocre crap they dare to call "compos". Woo.
Um, sitting next to Fiona, which is okay 'coz I was dreading like, Jia Ni or Yi 'En or something like that. They're murderers. Weapon of choice: Boredom.
Simple Plan's new album'll be coming out Feb 12. My birthday's on Feb 6. Nudge, nudge, wink, wink.
Talk about heavy hinting, man.
I totally forgot how much I hated RV during the hols. Now everyday I need to tahan overly enthu girls screamin' and clappin' at every little thing, and those jocks who think that they're SO cool just because their hands spend 90% of their time in their pockets and that they've so much hair they can be petrified and turned into mops.
High School Hell: Monotonous and terrifying at the same time.
There was a period of time last year where the people would make little lists of their classmates and say what they think of them, usually shallow and dishonest nice things. Mine is much more in-your-face.
(Many will be pissed off/become insecure after this. Just keep in mind that this is a list of your minor, tiny flaws magnified a thousand time by my assholism.) (It's in index no., but sometimes I forget the order.)
Xiao Dan: Weird, chinese dude. "Dude", litterally. Tends to shout out irrelevent stuff at weird times during class.
Pek Khoon: Sidekick when Cyn was still chairdudette. Pales in bitchiness. Yawn. Boring.
Shimin: Um, always get pushed around by J and HK. Backbone dissolves when around them.
Fiona: Writes weird, deeply disturbing poems for friends on blog. Sometimes it crosses the boundary to lesbianess.
(From this point onwards it's all a jumble 'coz I can't remember the order.)
Mei Wen, Jia Ni: Mosquitos are louder them them usually. Shock with loud voices during prez.
En Ting: Kinda vuglar, which is kinda cool. Hmm.
Yi Ling: Acts cute. Sickening. Pouts on a regular basis. Yawn. Next.
Yi 'En: Waay dif from her sis. Quiet. And doesn't speak up even during prez. Damn hard to hear. Voice should be recorded as silent ringtone.
Tian Tian: Juz ask Zihao.
Xin Yi, Jasmine, Hui Ying: Nothing to nitpick so they're getting off easy.
Cynthia: If you crack open your dictionary, and look up the word "bitch", chances are that you either find a picture of a dog or her face.
Pris: Overly enthu. Signs up for all kinds of crap then quits. No foresight, in that sense.
Yuyan: Gets my jokes better than most. Which is good. Uses waay too many "lol"s. SMS junkie. Likes KL, which is ROFL, LMAO.
Zimin: Annoying treasurer dude. Yawn.
Xin Ni: Teenybopper. (Or as much as you can be in a Singaporean context.) Facebook, Frenster, MySpace, blog. Y'know, the works. Cursed to be sitting with Desmond this year. Ouch.
Xiu Yun: Noisy like hell. She + Desmond = The China/India of noise pollution. Should issue a global warning. (Sry. Bad puns galore.)
Shi Hui: I gave up on spelling her name ages ago. Speaks weird. Like with too big braces or somethin'.
Linda: Weirdo. Juz Linda. Linda nothing. Creepy, with you ask me.
Aaaand we're done for the girls. I've got a nagging feeling I've missed someone.
Ben: Slack. Speaks by moaning. Perv.
Xun Kai: PROJECTON. 'Nuff said.
Zihao: Kinda weird when shaken. Claims to be over Yi Ling. Doubt. Perv.
Jacky: Sorta PC addict. Seems like lotsa money to spare. Mm. I like.
Desmond: Woah. Sad, sad case. Picked on like hell. Lotsa Xiu Yun jokes. ....Diminutive. Trying waay too hard to be accepted, etc..
Moi: Moi.
Hong Kai: Can't keep mouth shut. As in, jaw got prob or somethin'. ...Duminutive. Perv.
KY: Walao. This guy's SICK. Won't go into details nor quote. Wanna keep this blog PG13, see.
Jeremy: Underestimates thy DotA prowess. Mistake, man.
KL: Let's not dig up Pri Sch skeletons. Not many, anyways. Um, sorta lame 'coz of comic book obsession. (It is NOT normal to call oneself GALACTUS. His phone's welcome message says,"Welcome, GALACTUS.") Too sian to write more.
Jerian: Jock. Still okay, for general standards. Got good music. Can rip. Perv.
That's all folks. No one is to develop a eating disorder because of this.
'Ve got 3 HODs as teachers. Hmm. Mrs Look ain't as bad as everyone thought. And the Geog teacher hasn't has his spirit crushed by the low pay and crazy students yet. Only a matter of time, dude.
Put DotA on hold for the moment.
CinderElla made it into RV Images, overshadowing all other mediocre crap they dare to call "compos". Woo.
Um, sitting next to Fiona, which is okay 'coz I was dreading like, Jia Ni or Yi 'En or something like that. They're murderers. Weapon of choice: Boredom.
Simple Plan's new album'll be coming out Feb 12. My birthday's on Feb 6. Nudge, nudge, wink, wink.
Talk about heavy hinting, man.
I totally forgot how much I hated RV during the hols. Now everyday I need to tahan overly enthu girls screamin' and clappin' at every little thing, and those jocks who think that they're SO cool just because their hands spend 90% of their time in their pockets and that they've so much hair they can be petrified and turned into mops.
High School Hell: Monotonous and terrifying at the same time.
There was a period of time last year where the people would make little lists of their classmates and say what they think of them, usually shallow and dishonest nice things. Mine is much more in-your-face.
(Many will be pissed off/become insecure after this. Just keep in mind that this is a list of your minor, tiny flaws magnified a thousand time by my assholism.) (It's in index no., but sometimes I forget the order.)
Xiao Dan: Weird, chinese dude. "Dude", litterally. Tends to shout out irrelevent stuff at weird times during class.
Pek Khoon: Sidekick when Cyn was still chairdudette. Pales in bitchiness. Yawn. Boring.
Shimin: Um, always get pushed around by J and HK. Backbone dissolves when around them.
Fiona: Writes weird, deeply disturbing poems for friends on blog. Sometimes it crosses the boundary to lesbianess.
(From this point onwards it's all a jumble 'coz I can't remember the order.)
Mei Wen, Jia Ni: Mosquitos are louder them them usually. Shock with loud voices during prez.
En Ting: Kinda vuglar, which is kinda cool. Hmm.
Yi Ling: Acts cute. Sickening. Pouts on a regular basis. Yawn. Next.
Yi 'En: Waay dif from her sis. Quiet. And doesn't speak up even during prez. Damn hard to hear. Voice should be recorded as silent ringtone.
Tian Tian: Juz ask Zihao.
Xin Yi, Jasmine, Hui Ying: Nothing to nitpick so they're getting off easy.
Cynthia: If you crack open your dictionary, and look up the word "bitch", chances are that you either find a picture of a dog or her face.
Pris: Overly enthu. Signs up for all kinds of crap then quits. No foresight, in that sense.
Yuyan: Gets my jokes better than most. Which is good. Uses waay too many "lol"s. SMS junkie. Likes KL, which is ROFL, LMAO.
Zimin: Annoying treasurer dude. Yawn.
Xin Ni: Teenybopper. (Or as much as you can be in a Singaporean context.) Facebook, Frenster, MySpace, blog. Y'know, the works. Cursed to be sitting with Desmond this year. Ouch.
Xiu Yun: Noisy like hell. She + Desmond = The China/India of noise pollution. Should issue a global warning. (Sry. Bad puns galore.)
Shi Hui: I gave up on spelling her name ages ago. Speaks weird. Like with too big braces or somethin'.
Linda: Weirdo. Juz Linda. Linda nothing. Creepy, with you ask me.
Aaaand we're done for the girls. I've got a nagging feeling I've missed someone.
Ben: Slack. Speaks by moaning. Perv.
Xun Kai: PROJECTON. 'Nuff said.
Zihao: Kinda weird when shaken. Claims to be over Yi Ling. Doubt. Perv.
Jacky: Sorta PC addict. Seems like lotsa money to spare. Mm. I like.
Desmond: Woah. Sad, sad case. Picked on like hell. Lotsa Xiu Yun jokes. ....Diminutive. Trying waay too hard to be accepted, etc..
Moi: Moi.
Hong Kai: Can't keep mouth shut. As in, jaw got prob or somethin'. ...Duminutive. Perv.
KY: Walao. This guy's SICK. Won't go into details nor quote. Wanna keep this blog PG13, see.
Jeremy: Underestimates thy DotA prowess. Mistake, man.
KL: Let's not dig up Pri Sch skeletons. Not many, anyways. Um, sorta lame 'coz of comic book obsession. (It is NOT normal to call oneself GALACTUS. His phone's welcome message says,"Welcome, GALACTUS.") Too sian to write more.
Jerian: Jock. Still okay, for general standards. Got good music. Can rip. Perv.
That's all folks. No one is to develop a eating disorder because of this.
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