♥ Thursday, October 25, 2007 ♥
Boring School Stuff
25 October 2007
Warning : Boring and Fuck-You-All Post Ahead!!
If I keep on warning you all, no one will ever read my blogs again. Not that anyone actually reads it.
FUCK.
It was raining when I reached school, so we played under the rain for a bit (a bit is an understatement) until our shoes were soaked and there were water dripping from our hair. It was so fun *shhh*, and at the time I thought that this was definitely the best day of my life. (I always say that, but I'm always wrong) How damn wrong I was. (See?? I told you I was always wrong)
I went to Chinese Orchestra practice after that, and it was . . . FREEZING ASS COLD!! (said by Heather from ANTM Cycle 9) The room is air-conditioned, and being wet just isn't helping. My shoes were so wet, even now, after I came home from school. Uggh. But it's my own fault, so, I won't complain too much. Practice was until around 3.30 p.m, so we missed at least four periods. Not only us, the-whatever-that-is-going-on-in-the-hall and all those people who were there, which is like, the whole school except a few Form 2 pupils missed all those periods too. In our class, there were only like nine people left who didn't join the thing, so, yeah, it was so lonely (have I ever mentioned that loneliness kills me?) and freaking boring. Thank God when I came back from practice it was already recess. So I just had to go through recess, and Art period, which isn't too boring as the Art teacher chatted to Sue Yi and I, until everyone came back.
It was so funny!!! But . . . Arrgh. I wish our Art teacher would stop telling me (again and again) how every teacher says that my sister is so . . . good, nice, pleasant, polite, blah, blah, blah. I know, I know, she is, but I don't care, none of my concern, end of story. If she's trying to tell me I'm bad, not nice, unpleasant, impolite, blah, blah, blah then just tell me instead of keep repeating those stuff about my sister. But of course, that wasn't what she was trying to say (I don't think so). She keeps saying that I'm . . . lazy, cheeky, those kind of stuff, and how different I was compared to my sister, personality-wise anyway, and how I hated her because she said that I look like my sister (a statement which I really, really hate). She says I ought to make friends with his son because we're so alike in our ways, aka LAZINESS. And she said she likes to tease me. Tease ME??! She must be kidding.
It was duty after that, and I was damn pissed. Hello?? Where's everybody?? Fuck them. Fuck them ALL. Huh?! Had they died and gone to heavenly bliss? (Bad thing to say but I just couldn't care less) So I got the place at the traffic light instead of the gate, and I've got to tie and keep the red and white thingie and take it back home (Thanks a LOT.) I was nearly short of time. Fuck. I hate it. I hate it all. I don't think I ever want to touch the red and white thingie again. Now it's in an untidy bundle on the floor and I just don't wanna touch it. Let it be like that. Hopefully it broke. Got caught in fire and end up in flames and dust. Got torn into pieces and thrown in to the dustbin. Got blown away by the wind. Eaten by . . . something. Arrrgh.
Damn. I'm gonna chop off people's heads tomorrow. Fangs are bared. *growls* I know it's no big deal, these things happened a lot of times, but, I'm just not in the mood to cope with it all. And it's always so dark these days, and I mean from now on until goodness knows when, and it's not fun at all to be going home so late and dark. Only me. Although there were definitely other students, but I still don't like it.
And I know that if I'm on duty at the gate, then the other people who was on duty at the traffic light or the red and white thingie will be going home late (I'm selfish, whatever you say) but I hate to make the teacher and whoever-she-is go home late just because I'm on duty. That's not nice at all. Got to hurry back inside, because the teacher's car is always parked inside. *sigh*
Ohhhh.
So much for my happyending start of the day.
* Go Back *
Warning : Boring and Fuck-You-All Post Ahead!!
If I keep on warning you all, no one will ever read my blogs again. Not that anyone actually reads it.
FUCK.
It was raining when I reached school, so we played under the rain for a bit (a bit is an understatement) until our shoes were soaked and there were water dripping from our hair. It was so fun *shhh*, and at the time I thought that this was definitely the best day of my life. (I always say that, but I'm always wrong) How damn wrong I was. (See?? I told you I was always wrong)
I went to Chinese Orchestra practice after that, and it was . . . FREEZING ASS COLD!! (said by Heather from ANTM Cycle 9) The room is air-conditioned, and being wet just isn't helping. My shoes were so wet, even now, after I came home from school. Uggh. But it's my own fault, so, I won't complain too much. Practice was until around 3.30 p.m, so we missed at least four periods. Not only us, the-whatever-that-is-going-on-in-the-hall and all those people who were there, which is like, the whole school except a few Form 2 pupils missed all those periods too. In our class, there were only like nine people left who didn't join the thing, so, yeah, it was so lonely (have I ever mentioned that loneliness kills me?) and freaking boring. Thank God when I came back from practice it was already recess. So I just had to go through recess, and Art period, which isn't too boring as the Art teacher chatted to Sue Yi and I, until everyone came back.
It was so funny!!! But . . . Arrgh. I wish our Art teacher would stop telling me (again and again) how every teacher says that my sister is so . . . good, nice, pleasant, polite, blah, blah, blah. I know, I know, she is, but I don't care, none of my concern, end of story. If she's trying to tell me I'm bad, not nice, unpleasant, impolite, blah, blah, blah then just tell me instead of keep repeating those stuff about my sister. But of course, that wasn't what she was trying to say (I don't think so). She keeps saying that I'm . . . lazy, cheeky, those kind of stuff, and how different I was compared to my sister, personality-wise anyway, and how I hated her because she said that I look like my sister (a statement which I really, really hate). She says I ought to make friends with his son because we're so alike in our ways, aka LAZINESS. And she said she likes to tease me. Tease ME??! She must be kidding.
It was duty after that, and I was damn pissed. Hello?? Where's everybody?? Fuck them. Fuck them ALL. Huh?! Had they died and gone to heavenly bliss? (Bad thing to say but I just couldn't care less) So I got the place at the traffic light instead of the gate, and I've got to tie and keep the red and white thingie and take it back home (Thanks a LOT.) I was nearly short of time. Fuck. I hate it. I hate it all. I don't think I ever want to touch the red and white thingie again. Now it's in an untidy bundle on the floor and I just don't wanna touch it. Let it be like that. Hopefully it broke. Got caught in fire and end up in flames and dust. Got torn into pieces and thrown in to the dustbin. Got blown away by the wind. Eaten by . . . something. Arrrgh.
Damn. I'm gonna chop off people's heads tomorrow. Fangs are bared. *growls* I know it's no big deal, these things happened a lot of times, but, I'm just not in the mood to cope with it all. And it's always so dark these days, and I mean from now on until goodness knows when, and it's not fun at all to be going home so late and dark. Only me. Although there were definitely other students, but I still don't like it.
And I know that if I'm on duty at the gate, then the other people who was on duty at the traffic light or the red and white thingie will be going home late (I'm selfish, whatever you say) but I hate to make the teacher and whoever-she-is go home late just because I'm on duty. That's not nice at all. Got to hurry back inside, because the teacher's car is always parked inside. *sigh*
Ohhhh.
So much for my happy
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♥ craving chocolate kisses ..
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