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THE MUSHROOM



name : tan juan
age : 18
hometown : malaysia


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drawing
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rainbows
chocolates
chinese orchestra
fairy tales

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CICAK WTF
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COPY CATS
chinese




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*chelsea*
*chia chia*
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*ee leng*
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*lee mei*
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*pei qi*
*rui mei*
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*wen huey*
*wen yuan*
*xin yuan*
*xue yi*
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THANKS TO

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CODES. manikka
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♥ Thursday, January 15, 2009 ♥
Random

15 January 2009

LONG POST : RANTING, PRATTLING, BABBLING, BLABBING .....

Damn. I really don't like being in Form 4.

There's nothing good about being a Form 4 student. Nothing at all. Especially not when you have to write essays with 1000 words.

I have insane piles of homework to do. One after another, all from our stupid Chinese teacher. (It rhymes. Perfect.)

We haven't even passed up the first essay and the teacher already gave us another one. Like one fucking essay isn't enough?

Sigh. I am so confused right now!! Everything really is so different.

Choosing the Science stream was not a good idea. It's crazy. Are we supposed to cope with Physics, Biology and Chemistry all at once? (Well obviously we are, but still ...)

Hellooo, it's only the second week of school, and already the pressure is on. I feel stressed. I'm worried about the exams. Worried about how many subjects I will fail. Chinese. Malay. Physics. Add Maths.

How can I NOT fail Add Maths? My sister failed the subject. Once. MY SISTER. People who know my sister will understand my ... err, pessimistic attitude.

Thank goodness I made the decision to attend the Add Maths tuition with Rui Mei and Ning Zhen. My first ever (real) tuition class.

I used to go to a school teacher's house last year, and she taught us Science. I feel like laughing my head off whenever I think about it. What the FUCK did I attend the tuition for? It seems so totally unnecessary right now. Science. It is such an easy subject. Compared to the mad subjects we have this year.

Our Add Maths teacher at school, she sucks. Okay, she's a very nice person, but honestly, the way she teaches .... I don't think many of us understood what she said in class. Plus the way she dresses is a big, biggg distraction.

When she stepped into class today, I said, "Ahhh, today is Hari Raya hor!!" and Rui Mei started signing "Selamat Hari Raya". Which led me to throwing a note with "Selamat Hari Raya!!" to her, and in the end, when the note came back to me, there was a sketch of the teacher's head. Which was totally not similar to the actual person. And I continued drawing the teacher's body. A bit distorted, but couldn't help it.

And the four of us couldn't stop sniggering.

And no, she's not a Malay. It's just that every month on the 15th the teachers need to wear clothes with batik-prints. And extraordinarily our Add Maths teacher was the only one who reminded us of Hari Raya.

Our History teacher, I don't even want to start. She's HILARIOUS. Not in a good way. I don't want to describe her, and her classes. I already did so to Iris at school. In front of another teacher. And we all cracked up. I know that was rude and completely mean. But who cares lah.

Sigggh. Back to tuitions. I don't really like them! Sometimes they are just so boring. Actually, today was just my second time attending a tuition class. So it means that they aren't just boring sometimes, they're always boring. But what can I do?? I don't want to get lousy results for every subject ...

And I know having a sister, just a year older, and studying in the same school is a good thing - she can tell you what to expect in the exams, etc - but arrgh, I so hate the teachers comparing us. Because basically she's the good sister, with good results and all, and I'm the bad (not really bad, just not as good as her) sister.

Example : She's in the fifth year at school already and she has NEVER been demerited. And I get demerited on the first day back to school.

Get what I mean? The teachers always say : Oh, her sister is a very good student!! Blah blah blah.

Not that I really care, because being like her is one of the last things I want in the world. I never ever want to be such a goody-goody like her. Oh, no. It'd take all the fun out of life. Sigh, it's annoying enough already, with so many people saying that we LOOK alike. When we don't. Not really. Nooooo. I don't want to be like her.

But everyone who knows us both knows that we have very different personalities. They all say I'm ... crazier. *snorts* Well, actually, I suppose I am. Haaaa. Good to see there's a difference. Yi Ling says I am more childish. Damn.

Anyway. I am extremely busy these days. Extremely busy, but of course there's still time to use the computer. Of course. I don't feel like doing my homework, especially not the "Hug the Sky" essay. Someone help me. SOMEONE HELP MEEE!!

Oh fuck. I think there's an assembly tomorrow. My hair. MY HAIR.

OH SHIT the tortoise. THE TORTOISE!!! Oh shit oh shit oh shit. Oh no. It's still sitting on my bedside table. It should NOT be sitting on my bedside table. Thanks to Tessy!! She tried to throw the poor thing at me and it fell into the porridge.

Dang. I hope he doesn't kill me. =S

AHHH have to clean the stupid counter tomorrow. And all the Form 4s have early classes. Guess what lesson?

HISTORY.

Damn it. The most tedious, boring subject of all as the first subject of the day. Can it get any better?

I missss you!! Sigh. Paranoid. =(


craving chocolate kisses ..
8:19 PM