♥ Friday, January 22, 2010 ♥
The Irony
22 January 2010
You probably already know that I hate everything (ALMOST everything) to do with Chinese, be it the actual language, songs, movies, subtitles, or .... Except CO. Haha. I know it's weird.
And what's ironic?
I.
I, who hate Chinese calligraphy THE ABSOLUTE MOST-EST, have signed up for the Chinese calligraphy competition held at school tomorrow. Me. Moi. HAHAHAHA.
Okay, I didn't exactly sign myself up, my friends wrote my name down for me. And since we could gain marks (yeah, marks again, all that's important in a Malaysian student's life, I guess), and could skip one class or two, if we write slowly that is, well, why not?
LOL. I thought it'd be a laugh. :P
Although I have no idea what it would be like. Would it be like the examinations? Eeek. Are we even allowed to talk? If we are, then great. If no, well. I don't know.
I don't think I can stand it. A room, with the foul stench of the murky ink, the brushes that I have felt tempted to break into half for God knows how many times, the papers I long to shred into pieces whenever writing Chinese calligraphy ....
Torture.
BUT you know what? They told me that the time of the competition has been changed. To when exactly, nobody knows. Someone said that it is at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. What the fook. School would bloody well have ended by that time. Meaning : no classes to skip, no decent lunch to eat, no good bed to go home early to. AND stuck with writing horrible Chinese calligraphy. Damn.
I don't know why I'm so worried about my marks, actually. I'm not an AJK or anything, so no marks there, which is not a lot, I don't think. Then, the competitions. Unfortunately if we do join the CO competition at the end of the year, I'll have graduated already, so. No marks.
But really, why the HELL are marks so important anyway? Arggh. If it is not for my future, I don't think I'd have given a damn. Of the course. I guess everyone feels the same. Sigh.
Anyway. Many performances (and a competition WITH MARKS) to come! Happy.
Well. Wish me luck for tomorrow. HAHAHAHA. Hilarious. I SUCK at writing (Chinese) calligraphy. Hope the teachers won't laugh at me. xD
I love the what Gothic, Itallic, whatever-you-call-it calligraphy though! Fun to write, and immensely satisfying when you see the end result. So classy. Niceeeeee.
Hmm. What to say. School tomorrow. ON A SATURDAY. What the fuck. No CO. More homework. Less time to do MORE homework. Less time to rest. I'm very very tired. Third week of school only. No idea what it would be like when the projects, assignments and stuff starts coming up. Siggh.
Have a freaking CHINESE essay to write. Kill me. Bang!
I miss CO so, so much. No (real) practice until February. DAMN. How can I not be ... uh, racist, sometimes? Puff.
You probably already know that I hate everything (ALMOST everything) to do with Chinese, be it the actual language, songs, movies, subtitles, or .... Except CO. Haha. I know it's weird.
And what's ironic?
I.
I, who hate Chinese calligraphy THE ABSOLUTE MOST-EST, have signed up for the Chinese calligraphy competition held at school tomorrow. Me. Moi. HAHAHAHA.
Okay, I didn't exactly sign myself up, my friends wrote my name down for me. And since we could gain marks (yeah, marks again, all that's important in a Malaysian student's life, I guess), and could skip one class or two, if we write slowly that is, well, why not?
LOL. I thought it'd be a laugh. :P
Although I have no idea what it would be like. Would it be like the examinations? Eeek. Are we even allowed to talk? If we are, then great. If no, well. I don't know.
I don't think I can stand it. A room, with the foul stench of the murky ink, the brushes that I have felt tempted to break into half for God knows how many times, the papers I long to shred into pieces whenever writing Chinese calligraphy ....
Torture.
BUT you know what? They told me that the time of the competition has been changed. To when exactly, nobody knows. Someone said that it is at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. What the fook. School would bloody well have ended by that time. Meaning : no classes to skip, no decent lunch to eat, no good bed to go home early to. AND stuck with writing horrible Chinese calligraphy. Damn.
I don't know why I'm so worried about my marks, actually. I'm not an AJK or anything, so no marks there, which is not a lot, I don't think. Then, the competitions. Unfortunately if we do join the CO competition at the end of the year, I'll have graduated already, so. No marks.
But really, why the HELL are marks so important anyway? Arggh. If it is not for my future, I don't think I'd have given a damn. Of the course. I guess everyone feels the same. Sigh.
Anyway. Many performances (and a competition WITH MARKS) to come! Happy.
Well. Wish me luck for tomorrow. HAHAHAHA. Hilarious. I SUCK at writing (Chinese) calligraphy. Hope the teachers won't laugh at me. xD
I love the what Gothic, Itallic, whatever-you-call-it calligraphy though! Fun to write, and immensely satisfying when you see the end result. So classy. Niceeeeee.
Hmm. What to say. School tomorrow. ON A SATURDAY. What the fuck. No CO. More homework. Less time to do MORE homework. Less time to rest. I'm very very tired. Third week of school only. No idea what it would be like when the projects, assignments and stuff starts coming up. Siggh.
Have a freaking CHINESE essay to write. Kill me. Bang!
I miss CO so, so much. No (real) practice until February. DAMN. How can I not be ... uh, racist, sometimes? Puff.
♥ craving chocolate kisses ..
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