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Thursday, August 28, 2008
if you're stress, please raise your middle finger.
This is what happens when you expose something you're not prepared to lose...Eh? I thought this picture was suppose to be funny? Damn. REWIND!
So far, my prelims are turning out the way I want it to be. The only thing I'm suspecting to score badly is Math. Well, it's not as if Math is a complusory subject for polytechnic admission, right?..... Yeah.
Anyway, I can't wait for this examination to be over. I've been sleeping late at night and waking up as early as 3am just to do my revisions. I have to suffer this for 1... 2... 3....... 9 more days (excluding the september "holidays" in between). Would I survive? Stay tuned.
Tomorrow's teachers' day, and I was INITIALLY planning not to go. But when I talked Liying, she was able to persuade me to attend. Amazingly, Jared was also going for the same reason.
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
uh, you coming to school tomorrow?
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
one word conviced me, and it's not guitars
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
me too.
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
HAHA.
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
are we the same?
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
are you thinking what i'm thinking?
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
are we on the same line here?
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
B1?
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
HAHAHA.
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
B1?
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
i mean, B2?
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
i'm a terrible banana
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
*playing theme song of banana's and pajamas*
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
HAHAHA.
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
yes, you are.
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
thats why i'm a human
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
not a long, yellow thing confined to a slippery skin
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
so, is that word "pizza"?
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
comprehension!
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
HAHAHA.
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
WOOT
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
we ARE bananas in pyjamas!
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
a little bit of teenage mutant ninja turtles too.
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
HAHAHAHA.
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
man, i cant wait for pizza
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
me tooooooo!
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
too bad it's only canadian pizza.
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
i don't mind
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
its pizza
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
hope we get two slices each
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
i'll get two slices before i even finish the first one.
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
i've ALREADY finished mine!
♠ .e||a. ♠ says:
HAHA.
JARED i'm back, bitches. says:
yum yum
To conclude,
we are vampires of coffee AND PIZZA! =D
we are vampires of coffee AND PIZZA! =D
5:57 PM
Saturday, August 23, 2008
six days without internet is torturous.
Wife: Do you want dinner?
Husband: Sure, what are my choices?
Wife: Yes and no.
Husband: Sure, what are my choices?
Wife: Yes and no.
My friends have told me to stop updating my blog with "emo posts". So, okaaaaay. (:
Anyway, I don't really have anything to write about. Spent the entire week studying, drinking coffee,
and burning my poor little finger (yes, laugh). But since this is the first time I've updated my blog
after 9 days, I think it's pretty unjust to give you such a boring, short, and wordy post (yes, jared. wordy posts are boring). So, photos and videos it shall be! =D
Monday.
(slash, Social Studies day)
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Had Ebrahim's 17th birthday bash in school. A few guys in our class got scolded by our DM because of all the mess they did in the canteen (boys will be boys). However, all of us still had a marvelous time making Ebrahim's birthday bash an unforgettable one. (:
Now I believe you guys. I DO
Picture of the Day:
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This was in the bus. Yes, it's written "EMERGENCY DOOR COCK". (:Tuesday.
(slash, Chemistry day)
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Duh? I studied.This day was actually the day I burned my finger. I thought the lighter was a
Wednesday.
(slash, Principles of Accounts day)
(slash, Principles of Accounts day)
I HAD MY FIRST (and hopefully, my last) O-LEVEL ENGLISH ORAL.
Topic: HygieneMy assumed grade: A2??? Yeah, right.
Thursday.
(slash, Geography day)
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Uh, yeah. You guessed it right. I studied. Again. Spent the entire lunch break going through my Geography notes. I don't know why, but ever since I got transferred to Mr Tan's class, I
(P.S. Friday was Math day, today's Physics day, and tomorrow's All-the-subjects day. Nerd, I am. Nerd, I love!)
Well, that should be it. I'm out.
9:47 PM
Sunday, August 17, 2008
i want what i need, and i need what i want.
Before anything else,
Oh, Ebrahim. You have no idea how many people called me up just to ask me what you want for your birthday. Hahaha. Am I some kind of a psychic? For that type of assistance, I think all of you should call Bernard "the magician" Lau. Not me. HAHA.
Honestly, I don't know if I should feel accomplished, or like any ordinaryfailure.
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I'm not bottom-less. My roxy shorts are just really.... really short.
Yesterday, I studied POA for 7hrs straight. Yes, Liying. May be an hour lesser than yours, but I can say that it did manage to kill a small percentage of my brain cells. Five chapters down in a single day. And within the next 9hrs, I'm up to finish the entire book. Woosaaaaa.
Now, why do I feel like a failure?
In my attempt to amend a silly mistake, I ended up hurting one of the most dearest/important person to me. Needless to say, I still do care.
HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY, EBRAHIM!
Damn. Now BOTH of my bestfriends are seventeen! Huhu. Anw, iloveyou, brother! =D
Damn. Now BOTH of my bestfriends are seventeen! Huhu. Anw, iloveyou, brother! =D
Oh, Ebrahim. You have no idea how many people called me up just to ask me what you want for your birthday. Hahaha. Am I some kind of a psychic? For that type of assistance, I think all of you should call Bernard "the magician" Lau. Not me. HAHA.
Honestly, I don't know if I should feel accomplished, or like any ordinary
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I'm not bottom-less. My roxy shorts are just really.... really short.Yesterday, I studied POA for 7hrs straight. Yes, Liying. May be an hour lesser than yours, but I can say that it did manage to kill a small percentage of my brain cells. Five chapters down in a single day. And within the next 9hrs, I'm up to finish the entire book. Woosaaaaa.
Now, why do I feel like a failure?
In my attempt to amend a silly mistake, I ended up hurting one of the most dearest/important person to me. Needless to say, I still do care.
Why does the world work this way?
Why is it that the person I want so badly can't be mine?
Why am I being punished for the mistake they did?
Why?
Why is it that the person I want so badly can't be mine?
Why am I being punished for the mistake they did?
Why?
4:01 PM
Thursday, August 14, 2008
should i stay, or should i go?
Okay. So while I was making my home today, I realized how peaceful the area was. I don't know why I suddenly noticed this, but it began when this man (who was probably going for his daily afternoon jog) passed by infront of me with his unleashed golden retriever. And for some reason, the first thought that came in my mind when I saw this was, "I barely see such scenes in the Philippines".
I'll be aliar if I say that Philippines is "the perfect place to be", in regards to its level of corruption and instable government system. Yet, call me stupid, but I would really prefer living there than here.
It's not that Idespise Singapore. I love Singapore. It's just that, at some point in time, I wish I was surrounded with the people who truly understands my way of living. I mean, if you were in my situation, I think you would understand. When my mom told me that we were moving here, the first thing that worried me was,
"how could I even dare to leave my family behind?".
When I officially migrated here, I had to deal with the changes. Favor a different cultural dish (seriously, for you Singaporeans, imagine life without char kuay teow/roti prata/mee pork/laksa/mee siam!), learn to speak a new native language (we have to admit, what we speak daily isn't really called 'English'), make new local friends, familiarize with the streets, and live with the fact that my family's a million miles away...
Yes. I miss home.
I'll be a
It's not that I
"how could I even dare to leave my family behind?".
When I officially migrated here, I had to deal with the changes. Favor a different cultural dish (seriously, for you Singaporeans, imagine life without char kuay teow/roti prata/mee pork/laksa/mee siam!), learn to speak a new native language (we have to admit, what we speak daily isn't really called 'English'), make new local friends, familiarize with the streets, and live with the fact that my family's a million miles away...
Yes. I miss home.
Take me home.
7:32 PM
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
where art thou, alcohol?
Once again, I felt the urge to voice out. Time to categorize.TEACHER (take note: singular form).
Sir, I'm not a boy. I am, purely, a woman. And as a woman, I listen to orders and respond to them quickly. May I remind you that by making orders, there's no need to scream, nor to imitate a ferocious lion, for that matter. From a woman to a well-mannered man, it's never too much to ask to be a bit gentle with your words and tone. Thank You.
(Now do you believe me that he deeply dislikes me?)
FAMILY.
You know, it's not my problem if you refuse to believe me that I have been studying outside the previous nights till 11pm. Doubt me, for all I care. As long as I know that I have not been doing anything wrong, I wouldn't have anything against your false theories. I am not a liar. God knows that.
If you can hold your head up and smile,
you are not the norm.
You're unique to all those in doubt and despair.
you are not the norm.
You're unique to all those in doubt and despair.
9:01 PM
Thursday, August 7, 2008
it's time for batman to go to the bat cave.
(You have the right to remain silent)It's a Thursday again, and the week's soon to come to its end. Oh, let me correct that. The week has already ended!
As it turns out, not a single one in my batch bothers to attend tomorrow's national day celebration (other than this specific group of people). Atleast, I have a valid reason for skipping it. I'M NOT A FRIGGIN SINGAPOREAN! So, technically, they're the only ones committing the crime here.
Though I'm not coming to school, I have decided to spend the rest of my day studying outside tomorrow. Quite ironic, I know. But, hey. Prelims are just around the corner. Rather,
IN EIGHTEEN FREAKING DAYS.
Yes, people. Merely three weeks. It's time to feel the urgency here, folks.Anyway, to tell you the truth, I just updated my blog for the sake of keeping this site of mine alive. Now that I've done my job, it's time for me to leave. But before I end this post, let me tell you something... Something you may have not realised for the past 3yrs...
MR. YAP CHIEN HOW HATES ME
Yes, he does. He sooooo does.
Yes, he does. He sooooo does.
5:23 PM