25 July 2008

(random stuff at the bottom of the post, again)

Girls go gaga over .... guess what??

Not pretty, sparkly stuff, not gorgeous wedding dresses and glittery tiaras, not glam and famous celebrities, not cash (well, not this time), not Orlando Bloom, not Juicy Couture, not girls and certainly not boys .....

But wait a minute, I'll get to that later on.

Uhhm, apparently, someone truly important to our school (I don't even know his name *face reddens*) just passed away and the ..... funeral procession? was today.

The whole school, almost the whole school had to go out and stand beside the streets to ... I don't know, to ..... just something to do with mourning, something out of respect and gratitude ....

Because he is someone who made our school so ..... *clears throat* successful.

All of us Traffic Wardens had to stand at the front in a neat row to ensure that no crazy students ran onto the road (who'd want to do that??!?), and be the .... as some people call it : "Student Barrier". Some of us, including me, had to hold a huge banner. (and of course I don't know what was written on it *face reddens again*)

We stood there for almost an hour. Thank God it wasn't too sunny or else I'd probably faint. My arms were so tired and numb for holding the banner for so long. Other people only had to hold the banner with one hand, but unlucky me, I had to hold it up with two hands.

I totally regretted for changing places with Ming Hooi. I wanted to hold the banner because I thought it was better than standing there and blocking students, but, turned out that I was wrong. On the plus (NOT) side, the photographers were all taking photos of the banner which means that our faces were probably inside the photos as well. Fuck.

I only hope they don't plaster a huge photo of it in the newspaper. If I were wearing something nice .... *snaps into dream* say, a gorgeous Valentino gown and a pair of Christian Louboutin shoes with the trademark red soles and a Chanel clutch, then of course I want my photo to be printed on the newspapers. The bigger the photo, the longer the article, the better.

But God forbid, we were all wearing the truly disgusting, revolting, horrible black-and-white ugly ass uniform with the weirdly deformed hats. Which explains why such an attention-loving and vain person like me would turn away from the cameras.

So, I was saying ...

Girls go gaga over .... REPORTERS and PHOTOGRAPHERS.

Can you imagine?? When they saw the photographers, they squealed and waved their hands in the air to get their attention. When the photographers walked away, just like that, I heard someone say that : "Yerr, they didn't take photos of us ..." Which really made me wonder. Are you some kind of celebrity?? Do you actually think they are here to take photos of you?? How hilarious.

They were all pointing and saying : "Ehh, look over there, faster, the photographer's taking our photos!!" "Tomorrow our faces are gonna hit the newspapers!!" Rui Mei said that she even saw someone who POSED for the cameras. Hello?? This is not some kind of photo shoot, it's a funeral procession, for God's sake. Those people who posed must be too desperate for attention.

Who'd want to have their posed photos shown on the newspapers during a FUNERAL PROCESSION? If it's a charity event, well, okay. If it's a star-studded event, fine. But a .... funeral procession???! (Okay I have to stop repeating those words)

And we're not supposed to POSE anyway. Even if the ... uhhm, the ... errm, vehicles, you know, with the dead person's family and close friends inside, lorries with thousands of flowers and the most important thing, the ... coffin haven't arrived, it's still pretty rude to pose right? Okay, I'll just say, smiling at the cameras is not big deal because our headmistress probably did the same thing too. But posing?? That's a bit too much.

But at least everyone was quiet when the vehicles went past.

It was kind of sad. I had tears in my eyes. =(

Even though I don't really like our school that much. Oh, sod it. Even though I completely hate our school, I still must say thank you to him for ... for everything he did.

R.I.P~







Well, OK, the tears weren't exactly because I was sad that he died, it was just that I was very tired and kept yawning, and there were many other stupid vehicles that emitted black, smelly, foul gas. *splutters* No wonder I kept tearing.

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Mirror, mirror hanging on the wall ....

See, I said that I'm vain. Haha.

Eh my smile very fake right.

Eh my hair very short right.

Eh my mirror very pretty right.

Eh I'm very pretty also right.

Oh fuck, a sequin dropped off!! *scowls*


Pretty?

You know I love you.

Youuu. You'd probably don't know who you are ...

=P