24 February 2009

LONG POST AHEAD (AS USUAL)

I am in an inexplicably good mood today!

Actually, I was. Now I just want to sleep. No, I want to finish this blog post first, then sleep. I know it's very early, but who cares. I need my beauty sleep. True beauties sleep early. Hahaha. Ahem.

Eh, wait. I forgot. Before I sleep, I must play Lion King first! I know, I know. Such a childish, immature game. But that game was created practically centuries ago! Nobody expects mature stuff like The Sims at that time right. And my siblings and I used to play it when we were little. Ahhh. Nostalgia.

Anyway it's not like I have any other games to play! Lost the The Sims 2 disc, and I forgot my Maple Story account and password. And there's no need for speed anymore. (Haha. Qualified as pun or not? Hmm. Not.)

Okay. I must get to the point. The blog is titled FRUSTRATION and here I am rambling on and on about some nonsense nobody wants to know.

So, I am so frustrated because - OUR SCHOOL IS FUCKING INSANE.

Those of us who go to school early in the morning, for house practice or whatever, and wish to go out of the school again, to go home, for tuitions, et cetera, have to write fucking letters to the school!

You might think, so, a letter? No big deal!

We still need to enclose so many ... sort-of-confidential details into the letter. Bah. What is the school planning to do, monitor our every movement? Gee, what's next? Maybe we need to get slips or write letters to go to the loo too. You never know.

And, we need to PERSONALLY take the letters to see the VIPs *hideous scowl* of the school, for them to check and give permission, for them to scan and x-ray the letters for signs of forgeries and blah. Damn. Bullhorn. They must have a lot of time. Well, then I sure as hell hope they have an enjoyable time seeing at least half of the afternoon session.

We have to photocopy the letter and keep it at our sides at all times. So if you are spotted outside the school by a teacher and do not have that copy of the letter, you will .... get demerited. *yawn* Typical. What else?

Don't give me the "it's for your own good crap". That is the last thing I want to hear right now.

Grrrr. I can't even have lunch opposite school now! Sigh. Long story.

Anyway, if the school wants us to eat in the school canteen every day, then they should provide more variety of food! As in, different food every day. Or at least different food every week. Damn. How can one possibly live with the same food for an entire year? Heck, maybe even for five years. I don't think the food choices ever change.

Besides, they must get rid of the crows. Yes. CROWS. Crows in the canteen. How appealing. A boring bowl of noodles, a glass of artificial juice, and crow feathers and germs. Perfect combination. Yum.

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Plenty of quail eggs at school today!

Nah, not for our tummies. For Biology experiments. Pooh. What a waste. Imagine taking your own baby and throwing it into hydrochloric acid. All that pain of enduring labour, of carrying the baby for nine (in a quail's case ... I don't know) months, for nothing?

At least the quail will feel proud if us great and intimidating humans eat her eggs right. Pooh.

Eh. I'm not implying anything ah. I WON'T feel proud if someone eats my baby in the future.

Ehmm. I realize that I still don't sound that frustrated so I modified the blog title.

This post is, as usual, going nowhere. Hmm. And no, it is just not possible for me to post a short and sweet post. Don't ask why.

I am finally growing out of the "Rui Mei-Laziness Phase"!! Yay! Did my homework like a good girl (except for the Chinese essay which I chose to ignore) and wanted to upload the photos I took during the past few weeks only to find that the camera is not here with me. WTF.

Actually, while I am growing out of the "Rui Mei-Laziness Phase", I am starting to go through another Rui Mei-inspired phase, a much worse one - the "Rui Mei-Gluttony Phase". Damn. I have this sudden craving for all kinds of unhealthy food and beverages.

Pretzels. Sushi (eh, healthy one right). Ice Blended Coffee (with whipped cream = unhealthy). Chocolate brownies. Mashed potatoes. Cheesy wedges. Pepperidge Farm Soft Baked Cookies. Japanese potato chips. Royce chocolates. The infamous Japanese "White Lover" Biscuit/Chocolate thing.

Yeah, yeah, as if you care. Pooh.

Errrgh. If Ee Leng didn't let me eat all those fabulous Japanese food last year, then I'd be craving much, much less food.

Oops. This post is like really long. Didn't realize it until now. Sigh, I have a tendency to over-babble. Guess this means no more Lion King for me. Awww.