Wednesday, June 08, 2005
I just love love love this colour. I don't know why, but I love love love it anyway. I just got a job! Not a job kind of job, but a sit-down-and-do-your-thing kind of job. Not a fast-food restaurant kind of job, but a yes, I repeat, a sit-down-and-do-your-thing kind of job.
Thanks to my aunt, she got me a job designing things such as plates, vases, glasses whatever. So basically, they give me a blank plate/vase/glass/whatever and I draw on it! How fun is that? And I get to state my price.
Actually, it's not confirmed yet, but it's in negotiation. I hope I get it though. Then maybe I have an excuse not to to do my homework!
And I get extra money!
Do I hear a death threat?
Okay before I get real death threats, let me blog about YESTERDAY!
I'm sure most of you have read Sarah's latest blog entry. Which I am proud to say that I have a part in. If you haven't, go and read. I command you to. Actually I don't have to command you to because everybody loves reading Sarah's blog.
Anyway. Yesterday.
Went over to Sarah's house with the, I swear, utmost-intended intention to do Math, but not before baking some cookies and brownies. Take your pick, 40 Math questions which were forced upon you as holiday homework and which you understand absolute shit about, or cookies and brownies. And Dreyer's Rocky Road and Choc Cake ice-cream.
If you chose the former, you need help.
Wait. Did I say "holiday homework"? Now THAT is THE oxymoron of all time. It is such an oxymoron, people don't even realise it is one. How moronic is that? Pardon the pun. Hur hur. But then again, all teachers are morons anyway. For giving homework during the holidays.
So we lounged about watching MTV's Boiling Points before getting round to baking.
Chocolate is evil. I will not touch chocolate again for the rest of the month. After eating a plateful of brownie, cookies and ice-cream, I felt so... So... Uh, fat?
What an anti-climax right. I bet you were thinking that I was going to say orgasmic but I didn't! Ha! Ha! Ha!
But during the process of savouring it.. Oh my, it was simply ambrosial, I felt like I was in chocolate nirvana! It was simply sinful. I didn't have another plate because the damn thing filled me up to the gills.
As expected we didn't do a scrap of Math, but did the group post and went to compass point.
Sarah's sisters are so cute! They are so cute I forgot their names. But they are so CUTE lah! Especially the youngest one, she looks like she came straight from Cuteland to bring peace, joy and laughter to Earth.
She is so cute I want to eat her with ice-cream and chocolate sprinkles on top. Aaaaahhh!
You know I didn't mean that. The eating part, not the cute part.
I realised I haven't bitched about anything.
I recently read a comment from TNP about " S'pore's 'cut and rush' generation" by this person, Choo Khoon Hock.
He says that "many Singaporeans do not display a sense of fair play or basic decency."
"Teenage boys and girls hug, kiss and stroke each other unabashedly in public-in trains, buses, MRT stations and even on escalators."
"Sigh. When will some first-world behaviour arrive on our shores?"
In case this person hasn't realised, it is not only teens who engage in public displays of affection. People way past their teens, way past their young adulthood years, do it too! I have seen it with my very own eyes. And what's wrong with them hugging and kissing and stroking each other?
At least they're not fondling or humping each other in public right?
Maybe this person is frigid.
Or maybe instead of complaining, this person should tell every person he sees irritating him that they are irritating him or threaten to write to TNP. Followed with a prissy stare, then strut off.
He makes the situation in Singapore sound so bad lah!
Why don't you, Mr I'm So Disgusted By The Behaviour Here I Think I Will Write To A Tabloid About It Thinking That They Really Care When Actually They Just Want To Fill Up Space But I Will Still Write In Anyway Then I Will Fly My Prissy Ass To England And Live With The Queen.
Go! By all means!
Why doesn't he display some "first-world" behaviour instead of complaining? And if he says he already has, then what the heck are you talking about when you say that our shores have not been touched by first-world behaviour? Go to the beach and touch the sand please thank you very much.
My youngest brother is getting circumcised this Sunday. Wow how exciting. I wonder how it feels like, to have your dick butchered. Must be painful. I remember my previous two brothers' faces after they got circumcised.
I think they got close to crying.
HAHA!
It's so hilarious.
If there are any Muslim males reading this, I'm sorry! But it's just so funny I can't help it.
funkadelic @ 11:21 PM
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