♥ Thursday, August 07, 2008 ♥
WHAT THE - !!?!?!?
7 August 2008
(random stuff at the bottom of the post)
I just heard the most alarming, incredulous, unbelievable news today.
Not sure whether it's true or not, but I don't really care. I still hate our school no matter what.
(Damn my blog is turning into a boring, all-about-school blog that I detest. Sort of. Errgh.)
I heard that our school is changing the rules.
Normally we are allowed to have our hair length 5 cm below our earlobes (I know!!! Crazy!!!), and now they are changing it to 3 cm???! (I KNOW!!!! FUCKING CRAZY!!!!!)
(No it's not possible for me to post a rude-word-free entry)
Don't know whether it is for the fringe, the hair at the sides or the hair at the back.
Yes. In our school there are actually different parts, different .... CATEGORIES of hair. If your fringe is long, but the hair at the back is short, your hair is still qualified as too long, and POOF!! What?? Demerit of course. Is there anything else?
In our school, a bad student is equal to a student who has long hair (no matter which part of the hair), long nails, too short socks, and who brings a comb, liquid paper and beverages containing sugar to school.
Right.
I wonder what a student who smokes, do drugs, punch teachers in their faces, and murders people is qualified as??
3 cm. 3 cm. 3 DAMNED CENTIMETERS.
I hope it is just a rumour.
If it is not, then I'm going to transfer schools.
If it is, I'm still going to transfer schools anyway.
Or maybe not. Maybe my parents really were joking, and won't allow me to. *sniff*
Well, then .... how?!??! There really IS no other way to get out of this horrible life, is there?
Oh my God I have so many things to say, but then, I probably have said them before. I want to punch things. Now. I want to punch a life-sized dummy until it dies, which will never happen as it is not alive.
THREE CENTIMETERS.
God, what is HAPPENING??!?
Last year there was a rumour about the school allowing us to havelong LONGER (which would be 10 cm only) hair. My ARSE. Like that will ever happen.
My sister said it will never happen as the short-hair-rule is a tradition, and cannot be changed.
MY SMELLY FRAGRANT STINKY SCENTED DIRTY PERFUMED ARSE.
Oh, so it is okay to change it to an even-shorter-hair-rule??!!
A teacher said that during their days in this stupid school, their hair at the back must be .... pfffft, a clean, straight line beneath their earlobes.
So, the rules changed nowadays. So, it really is okay to change the rules. But hello, as time moves on, THINGS CHANGE. Can't they GET OVER their stupid many-decades-ago traditions??!! HUH??!
If it was HER, I tell you, if it was HER ...... damn it I can hardly resist the urge to go strangle her the next time I see her. Pull out every single strand of her ugly, coarse hair from her scalp. (She'd probably look better bald anyway. Like seriously.) Scratch her eyes until they bleed. ARRRRGHHHH.
Push her off a cliff. But there are no cliffs in Penang. Oh well. Push her off the cruise ship when we go cruising during the holidays. But no I probably will never go cruising with her. No way. Talk about the best way to ruin one's holiday.
I can't talk about this anymore, or else I'm going to fling myself off the balcony soon. (I probably won't die anyway, my house two storey only) School gets me furious and miserable. No. OUR school gets me furious and miserable.
Do they love to make us so unhappy?
Gosh, the PRESSURE.
If the piece of news is true, then I reckon every student will be ... err, what do you call it, black-listed?? Yep. How can they not, when the rules are so completely stupid and so completely easy to break?
So, the whole school will be full of black-listed bad students who got black-listed because of long hair, and the school will have to be closed down due to the fact that they are not capable of ... handling the students' discipline problems.
Oh, the joy. THE JOY.
Not making much sense. Ignore me.
Oh God, I'm wasting precious time AGAIN droning on about our stupid school AGAIN!!! Fuck school. I'm not going to waste time mulling over our school and getting myself in a bad mood.
I'm going to study.
OK, I'm not going to study.
How can I ever concentrate??! I have a good mind to ignore the fact that there is a Geography test next Wednesday. And that we'll be having Mathematics tests tomorrow and during the following week.
And yeah, there is still the planning for the post-PMR trip. Complicated. *rubs forehead*
My dad always told (scolded, more like) me that I must think of my future, my future, my future.
I'm thinking of my future now!!
Who cares about stupid tests and exams. I managed to think beyond the tests, exams, homework, projects ....
I'm looking at my future here, people. MY FUTURE.
And my future is the trip. So I have to work hard to make the trip succeed. Screw exams. I'm going to make sure that I have a promising, bright future.
End of story.
Yippeeeee!!
****************
I was very happy today too!!
Notice something?? I was almost always happy, but then my happy, pretty pink (and TURQUOISE!!) bubble was always burst by some stupid thing related to school.
First the Rotten Pear Fucker. Now THIS.
The reasons I'm so happy are always secrets.
And the reasons why I'm very unhappy are always not secrets.
***************
We baked some things at school today!!! It was very fun!! Haha.
But the things we baked were kind of gross. What ... Sardine Rolls?? YUCK!! Why can't we bake a decent chocolate cake or something?? We also baked Swiss Rolls which were of course, better than the disgusting Sardine Rolls.
But the Sardine Rolls were nicer to make!! We made it into all kinds of weird pillow-like shapes with the sardine fillings spilling out of the sides of the pillows. Cheh. We're still beginners what. :P
The things we baked were ... *sticks tongue out*
OK it wasn't that bad. But the sardine fillings in the Sardine Rolls were too salty. And the Sardine Rolls in the next room (class divided into two) was too plain. And the swiss roll in our room is too sweet because they put too much blueberry jam, and the swiss roll in the next room is not sweet enough.
=__=
Oh I keep day-dreaming these days. Dreaming about the life that I wish I have but never ever can have. Sigh. But it's nice enough, it feels like I'm actually leading that life.
I HEART HEART HEART ........
So, go day-dream now!! It takes your mind off things, it makes you strangely, blissfully happy. What's there not to like about day-dreaming??
(random stuff at the bottom of the post)
I just heard the most alarming, incredulous, unbelievable news today.
Not sure whether it's true or not, but I don't really care. I still hate our school no matter what.
(Damn my blog is turning into a boring, all-about-school blog that I detest. Sort of. Errgh.)
I heard that our school is changing the rules.
Normally we are allowed to have our hair length 5 cm below our earlobes (I know!!! Crazy!!!), and now they are changing it to 3 cm???! (I KNOW!!!! FUCKING CRAZY!!!!!)
(No it's not possible for me to post a rude-word-free entry)
Don't know whether it is for the fringe, the hair at the sides or the hair at the back.
Yes. In our school there are actually different parts, different .... CATEGORIES of hair. If your fringe is long, but the hair at the back is short, your hair is still qualified as too long, and POOF!! What?? Demerit of course. Is there anything else?
In our school, a bad student is equal to a student who has long hair (no matter which part of the hair), long nails, too short socks, and who brings a comb, liquid paper and beverages containing sugar to school.
Right.
I wonder what a student who smokes, do drugs, punch teachers in their faces, and murders people is qualified as??
3 cm. 3 cm. 3 DAMNED CENTIMETERS.
I hope it is just a rumour.
If it is not, then I'm going to transfer schools.
If it is, I'm still going to transfer schools anyway.
Or maybe not. Maybe my parents really were joking, and won't allow me to. *sniff*
Well, then .... how?!??! There really IS no other way to get out of this horrible life, is there?
Oh my God I have so many things to say, but then, I probably have said them before. I want to punch things. Now. I want to punch a life-sized dummy until it dies, which will never happen as it is not alive.
THREE CENTIMETERS.
God, what is HAPPENING??!?
Last year there was a rumour about the school allowing us to have
My sister said it will never happen as the short-hair-rule is a tradition, and cannot be changed.
MY SMELLY FRAGRANT STINKY SCENTED DIRTY PERFUMED ARSE.
Oh, so it is okay to change it to an even-shorter-hair-rule??!!
A teacher said that during their days in this stupid school, their hair at the back must be .... pfffft, a clean, straight line beneath their earlobes.
So, the rules changed nowadays. So, it really is okay to change the rules. But hello, as time moves on, THINGS CHANGE. Can't they GET OVER their stupid many-decades-ago traditions??!! HUH??!
If it was HER, I tell you, if it was HER ...... damn it I can hardly resist the urge to go strangle her the next time I see her. Pull out every single strand of her ugly, coarse hair from her scalp. (She'd probably look better bald anyway. Like seriously.) Scratch her eyes until they bleed. ARRRRGHHHH.
Push her off a cliff. But there are no cliffs in Penang. Oh well. Push her off the cruise ship when we go cruising during the holidays. But no I probably will never go cruising with her. No way. Talk about the best way to ruin one's holiday.
I can't talk about this anymore, or else I'm going to fling myself off the balcony soon. (I probably won't die anyway, my house two storey only) School gets me furious and miserable. No. OUR school gets me furious and miserable.
Do they love to make us so unhappy?
Gosh, the PRESSURE.
If the piece of news is true, then I reckon every student will be ... err, what do you call it, black-listed?? Yep. How can they not, when the rules are so completely stupid and so completely easy to break?
So, the whole school will be full of black-listed bad students who got black-listed because of long hair, and the school will have to be closed down due to the fact that they are not capable of ... handling the students' discipline problems.
Oh, the joy. THE JOY.
Not making much sense. Ignore me.
Oh God, I'm wasting precious time AGAIN droning on about our stupid school AGAIN!!! Fuck school. I'm not going to waste time mulling over our school and getting myself in a bad mood.
I'm going to study.
OK, I'm not going to study.
How can I ever concentrate??! I have a good mind to ignore the fact that there is a Geography test next Wednesday. And that we'll be having Mathematics tests tomorrow and during the following week.
And yeah, there is still the planning for the post-PMR trip. Complicated. *rubs forehead*
My dad always told (scolded, more like) me that I must think of my future, my future, my future.
I'm thinking of my future now!!
Who cares about stupid tests and exams. I managed to think beyond the tests, exams, homework, projects ....
I'm looking at my future here, people. MY FUTURE.
And my future is the trip. So I have to work hard to make the trip succeed. Screw exams. I'm going to make sure that I have a promising, bright future.
End of story.
Yippeeeee!!
****************
I was very happy today too!!
Notice something?? I was almost always happy, but then my happy, pretty pink (and TURQUOISE!!) bubble was always burst by some stupid thing related to school.
First the Rotten Pear Fucker. Now THIS.
The reasons I'm so happy are always secrets.
And the reasons why I'm very unhappy are always not secrets.
***************
We baked some things at school today!!! It was very fun!! Haha.
But the things we baked were kind of gross. What ... Sardine Rolls?? YUCK!! Why can't we bake a decent chocolate cake or something?? We also baked Swiss Rolls which were of course, better than the disgusting Sardine Rolls.
But the Sardine Rolls were nicer to make!! We made it into all kinds of weird pillow-like shapes with the sardine fillings spilling out of the sides of the pillows. Cheh. We're still beginners what. :P
The things we baked were ... *sticks tongue out*
OK it wasn't that bad. But the sardine fillings in the Sardine Rolls were too salty. And the Sardine Rolls in the next room (class divided into two) was too plain. And the swiss roll in our room is too sweet because they put too much blueberry jam, and the swiss roll in the next room is not sweet enough.
=__=
Oh I keep day-dreaming these days. Dreaming about the life that I wish I have but never ever can have. Sigh. But it's nice enough, it feels like I'm actually leading that life.
I HEART HEART HEART ........
So, go day-dream now!! It takes your mind off things, it makes you strangely, blissfully happy. What's there not to like about day-dreaming??
♥ craving chocolate kisses ..
8:52 PM
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