Thursday, May 12, 2005
i am so proud of myself. i managed to get a TWO-digit number for an a.math test! ignore the fact that its the least i can get for a two-digit number and i still fail a.math because that's not the point. i have made an accomplishment!
two-digit numbers rock.
i passed history too! wow. albeit by one mark, but again, that is not the point. i'm long past the point in my life where i can ever hope of going up on stage to receive a prize for being best in something or being in the top three. that was in primary school. then i passed that point in my life where i could ever pass maths. that was in lower sec.
now, all i can hope for is to scrape a pass for almost all of my subjects.
not that i've reached that but i seriously find learning all these things pointless.
oh no not THAT again syafz. i could go on forever about the monstrosities of the education system in spore but i'll restrain myself.
i just realised they don't play the advert with sly grinning like a freak in it anymore. that's a cause for celebration.
was reminded of it cos i just saw this health promotions board advert with this cute guy with really white teeth. hahah.
i hate ants. i hate them so much. why? because they are ridiculously ubiquitous in my room. it is so annoying to have ants crawling on your desk when you're concentrating on something. in fact, i hate them so much i will make myself kill every ant that comes along.
let me make a list of stuff that annoy me.
1) ants. reasons explained.
2) primary school kids on the bus.
i'll tell you why. if you're in primary school and you're reading this, DO NOT TAG or i will hunt you down and KILL you. okay for those not in primary school, take the mrt to admiralty so you reach there at about 6.30 in the evening. then take the 912 bus all the way to my house, which is about 7 stops after woodlands bus interchange. you'll know why.
if you can't be bothered, fine i'll tell you. the bus will be literally packed to the brim with uncivilised primary school kids who treat the bus like it's their father's bus so they can just swing, run and jump about the place like it's a fucking playground.
they put their bags, usually the size and smell of an elephant's shitpile on an empty seat then proceed to run to and fro the bus screaming like maniacs. i swear this is all true. not only is it irritating, they are depriving normal people like us of a seat!!!!
of course there are the exceptions. they'll sit down meekly and stare out the window. i thank their mothers for giving birth to them.
3) anything being taken out of the fridge and not being put back.
especially margarine. my stupid bros will take it out for breakfast and leave it outside to turn all goopy and attracting ants. cue me entering the kitchen, killing all the ants and keep the damn margarine in the damn fridge.
4) movie ratings. especially NC-16.
you know the stupid ad that goes "Now there's more choices for everyone!"
WHAT THE SHIT IS WRONG WITH THEM??? not only are they contradicting themselves, they are WRONG. wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong. it is really painful to be 15 when you want to watch a movie. all the good ones are NC-16! what the hell?
obviously we've seen worse shit then whatever they're screening.
5) girls who think they are the only ones in the entire universe with boyfriends.
i have three words. GO TO HELL. these are the girls who cling shamelessly to thei boyfriends and look at you with that "haha-ive-got-a-guy-and-you-don't" look. followed by further fondling and kissing and whoring.
i've experienced this several times, usually in the mrt. there was this instance when two jc students stood in front of me. the girl was not pretty. the guy was fugly. AND he had a dead leaf stuck in his hair. i SWEAR.
then the girl looked at me and smirked to herself. eh kanina go fuck yourself lah stupid bitch. you think you're the only one with a boyfriend is it hah?? i have one too and he's a million times better than yours stupid! he doesn't have dead leaves stuck in his HAIR!!! HAHAHAHAHA.
6) old people who act young.
these old people [usually women] go out in tight clothes with a pancake of makeup on their faces. now if they would just act their age. please! save us all from having recurring nightmares for weeks!
a fine example is our very own vice-principal.i can't say who for i might be charged with plagiarism, but obviously we all know who right. just the sight of her grates my nerves. i feel like slapping her wrinkly crater-like face which she tries to make less horrendous by slapping makeup on. give up honey, not even a bucketful of botox fluid can save that butt of a face.
ok enough of irritating scum.
there's the classiest malay wedding being held at the multi-purpose shelter beside my block. think malay weddings and you probably get this: gaudy decor in bright yellow or green or red, oily food, grumpy kendarats in UGLY uniform baju kurungs, and loud dangdut music blaring from speakers.
but THIS wedding. this wedding is something else.
they have white and maroon satin tablecloths, orange tealights and lilies as centerpieces. white canopies are strung above the tables and vines dangle from the ceiling beams. mist fans are strategically positioned. there's a platform at the front for tarian performances and the pelamin. the kendarats get to wear the nicest pink satin kebayas.
the food is not your average wedding fare. there's thai alongside malay food, and there's a vegan selection too. there's even a dessert table with a fruit cocktail bowl and an array of cakes and pastries. oh my god. the thing is, i wasn't invited so i could only appreciate from afar. damn.
ok enough blogging for today. tata!
funkadelic @ 5:34 AM
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