Thursday, October 26, 2006
Post Confrontation Thoughts
I felt sorry.
Then I felt confused.
Finally I am sad.
D's guilt tactic worked super well.
He made me feel that the entire cohort should just die for betraying his trust.
I even wanted to console him and tell him we're all sorry (as a cohort) for letting him down.
Then I realized... is it right to criminalize the entire cohort when innocent people do exist?
The way he said it sounded convincing... that we're all bad students. We are unethical creeps.
Oh I feel diminished...
But that's unfair!!! It's too extreme a measure - to slap such a lable upon us as a cohort. I'm sure that if he just expressed his disappointment, and his hopes that nobody's gonna engage in that again, we'll all feel sorry for him, see the graveness of the issue and listen to him. There's no need to not trust us ever again... is there? It's so sad...
And maybe Tinky's right, that if it's made clear to us that the quiz was a serious one, nobody'll do that shit. The idea sounds weird... a quiz, be it serious or not, shouldn't involve that shit. But it makes some sense somehow, that people tend to not do that in more serious contexts. I mean, I believe that none of us will be stupid and bad and go be an asshole during major things like our finals or midterms. So... argh I'm confused I dunno how to put it. Something's wrong somewhere I can't explain it. Are people really being unethical or are they just taking things easily... failing to see the gravity/wrongness of the issue. I admit that I'm one of those who just got enlightened today, that in this context, this is a major crime, too.
Then, I was also told something like he should've known that people are engaging in that act during the quiz itself because it was (apparently) obvious. So this brainy kid who pointed that out to me suspected that there might be some intentions behind the whole thing aka to "let people buang and then catching them, instead of stopping them when they were in the process of buanging"...
She thinks he's trying to be show the school admin that he's zai and is doing things.
I suspect something else...
Look, he's the one who's bringing the issue up. He's the one telling the criminals how bad they are, how they've disappointed him. He's the one who's telling us the value of academic integrity... I would feel thankful towards him if I were one of those who got called up, becuase I'll think I'd learnt a moral lesson from him.
But who's the one giving them bad academic records? Who's the one who's doing all the concrete, damaging things to the individuals who got called up...? It's not him... it's Him. And it's this particular person who'll be hated by the chaps, isn't it?
Omg I don't want to think further... Now I really feel sad that he's been dragged into this biggie and possibly earning resentment from people whom someone else criminalized...
unclaimedpropertyofthecounts
5:25 AM
Monday, October 23, 2006
When Sports go Wrong
"Something's wrong... Something's wrong... Something's very wrong."
I cannot help but quote from lostprophet's FSOP album.
Because something's really wrong!
How can Barca lose 1 - 0 to Chelsea?
And how can it be that Sheva wasn't the one who scored despite the chances he had in the game?
And how... how I ask... is it that Sheva's not scoring for sooo sooooooo long???
Everytime Chelsea plays, I'll insist that he's gonna score in that match. But I was always wrong (until the Portsmouth game). Frustrating.
Okie that aside... I still cannot believe that Barca lost the game.
Then, to add to the blow, Barca lost AGAIN yesterday...
This time to something even more unworthy.
Sorry... but you know it's true. I mean Real, you wouldn't say they're good now will you?
Despite the amount of money they pump in to build up their defence and all that shit, they're still bloody vulnerable.
Plus, Real has people with the most irritating faces - RVN, Raul, Beckham...
(It helps though, that they have drool-worthy people like Ramos and Casillas.)
I thought the sky was gonna fall when Tinky came bouncing towards me happily this afternoon, telling me that Real won 2 - 0. I wanted to burn down the LT. (To make things worse, she told me Raul and RVN, of all people, scored. And Deco got substituted halfway through.)
Okie. Real, Barca and Chelsea aside, I will now talk about my long-forgotten-but-now-recalled-love. Yes I'm talking about Torres. Again, there are speculations that he's gonna go to Man Utd, and possibly Chelsea next January. And i object it.
Man Utd's blacklisted by me since I was in Primary 5, although I have nothing against the current squad. In fact I quite like them... but still... I'll feel weird wearing a Man Utd jersey after being an anti for so long. But well, if Torres gonna go there I'll have no choice but to wear the jersey.
And I'll be devastated should Torres go to Chelsea. Because it just means that Sheva will be benched for the rest of his life now that Drogba's scoring so frequently it's impossible to bench him. If they're gonna bench Drogba and play Torres alongside Sheva, I wouldn't mind though. 2 eyecandies in a team, woow! It's a dream come true. I don't care if Chelsea's gonna lose of what, it's not like I like Chelsea. Haha.
Although nothing's been confirmed and speculations fly all over the place all the time, I'm suspecting that there's some truth in the speculation this time round. I mean, At. Madrid lost both wings, they need to raise some funds to buy new wingers since they're not rich like Chelsea and Real...
Oh and this is random... I just remembered that I forgot to complain about that irritating referee who booked Sheva for celebrating his goal. I bet he's secretly jealous that Sheva didn't hug him instead. Maybe I'd have sent Sheva off if i were the ref... hehehe. But if he hugged me I'd have died of happiness... wahahaha!
Okie I could go on forever crying over Torres, Sheva and Barca.
Now, I'll continue to cry over tennis news.
My Roddick's been losing games like nobody's business!!! All I can do is to hug my "I love Roddick" shirt and cry endlessly. It's so so so so sooooooo sad! I really wanted to cry when i watched that bloody 5 hour game against Russia. Roddick's sooooooo exhausted I wanted to just slap that Russian guy and ask him to go away.
ohhhhh Roddick... *tears*
Sigh... I will continue to cry over ESPN and all the sports channel until my favourite teams/sportmen get back on track.
unclaimedpropertyofthecounts
5:17 AM
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Disillusioned
Yes good news for all. I don't like him anymore. (Even though I still find him hella hot.)
He's inherently bad.
First, he'd rather talk to that 27-year-old biatch & lunch with her rather than me.
Then, to make matters worse, he ate what I never imagined he'd eat - "cai berng".
Prior to all that, he mispelt my name, dropping the "g" in it.
And I cannot forgive him for telling the entire CS that some stupid girl complained about not getting to eat the sandwich.
Bloody hell she didn't say that...
Like Dr. D, he should go back to elementary school. Dr. D needs to improve his Math, he needs to attend comprehension enrichment classes.
Wait. I cannot bear to not describe how horrendous it is to lunch, or even talk to the 27-year-old biatch...
This biatch is 27 years old.
She is HUGE.
She is not pretty.
And she is pretentious.
To everyone's (except his) horror, she wears tiny skirts and bright colored clothes as though she is 15.
And you know, on Tuesday, she danced past me, making a supposedly "cute" turn as though she's some sweet little angel. Note: this is not an assumption or an analogy. It is truth. Verified by the person in question - she happily exclaimed as she danced - "I'm an angel!"
Terrifying. How can she hurl insults at angels like that???
Okie, 27-year-old biatch aside, let's get back to my point - him.
What really made me disappointed in him is what I just learnt about what he did.
(the following description of what he did has been removed because i just remembered i'm not supposed to know about it. so i'll leave it up to your imagination.)
If I were one of them, I really would've cried. And I'll hate him eternally for doing that to me.
Even as a by-stander who's not experiencing the traumatic experience, I feel a bit of fear at the thought of what he's capable of doing.
As though his status (and hotness) aren't reason enough for me to feel very distant from him, these shit make it worse.
The next time I'm beside you when he walks past, don't worry. I will not react like I always did. I'm too scared to do that anymore. Tha's relief for many... Tinky and Ali and Serene... your trauma is finally over!!! =)
unclaimedpropertyofthecounts
3:35 AM
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Hysteria
I cannot believe it happened to me again.
I was happily, innocently, and crudely sitting at the bench outside the LT,
thinking that nobody whose opinion/impression of me i cared about will walk past.
There, i started telling tinky how happy i was to get a pull over for free cuz i cleverly exchanged by dad's dbs card's point for some voucher.
The whole conversation basically was on how cheapskate i was.
Then without a warning, he whizzed past me.
I didn't hear his footsteps.
I couldn't smell his presence. (although i always claimed i could. i lied, i admit. forgive me.)
He was like a phantom who just appeared suddenly out of nowhere.
And tinky, once again, didn't give me any warning even as she saw him approach.
She allowed me to continue blabbering about how cheapskate i was.
Total sadness...
I was competely stunned when suddenly, the familiar figure clad in black just whizzed past.
He looked (or maybe, glared) at me for a moment as i stared back in trauma and disbelief.
I wanted sooooo badly to smile back or say hi, but all i could manage was a helpless... stare.
I cannot remember how my face looked like when i stared at him.
All i know was that i didn't smile. What a moron!!!
How could i not smile at him??? Where are my manners???
Due to the immense shock that led to some extent of brain mulfuntion for a few seconds, i also didn't manage to observe how his stare looked like. i secretly hope that he smiled at me, but the fact that i didn't smile back makes me want to believe he didn't do that, because that'll make me look like some rude ass.
However, logically speaking, i don't see how i deserve to be smiled at. i mean, look... i was sitting in a crude manner, crossing my legs on the benches, and leaning a knee against the table... to make matters worse, i was laughing happily as i announced how i got a pull over for free. how tasteless! how cheapskate! i wanted to cry that very instant!
... and thus, i suspect that what i claimed was a stare should be a glare instead.
As he disappeared into the darkness, people who know about my fetish suddenly and miraculously appeared from everywhere. And as usual, they all started laughing at me, despite the traumatized state i was in. no sympathy for me... i feel no love... (T.T)
So, school ended on a dull note, and i got home with emotions bottled up to the extent freud would probably claim that i'm potentionally hysterical. And Serene rubbed it in...
fly sky high says:
he tried to smile at us today.
fly sky high says:
maybe he thought we were smiling at him. he walked past when we were laughing
I want to die!!!
No wonder the sky turned unusually dark in the evening today. It feels sad for me...
unclaimedpropertyofthecounts
7:01 AM
Thursday, October 05, 2006
My Magic Wand
I have a magic wand and i swear it has some magical powers in it that can provoke strong emotions in sane people around me.
Usually, upon the simple gesture of weaving my wand, they end up losing their minds and wanting to strangle me. sometimes, they might have a sudden desire to pull out their hair. basically, they turned insane.
Even as they pretended to be traumatized by my wand, scolding and whacking me for buying it in the first place, i know they secretly like it. Because the first words that came out of their mouths after seeing the wand would be - oh my god!!! where did you buy it???
blehhh... =p
Then, the magic wand has another special ability to make insane people happy. it also helps them become more imaginative people.
For example, one of them happily waved it in her hand and imagined that she's sailormoon. Another excitedly sniffed at the wand, imagining that it should smell good (although it doesn't).
Next time you see my wand, don't laugh at it. You wouldn't know what my wand will turn you into.
Now, just in case you are interested... this is a picture of my wand. If you notice, it actually glows. And the color of the light changes every second.
p.s. When it glows in pink, it becomes most powerful.
unclaimedpropertyofthecounts
5:40 AM
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
The Sandwich Machine
I witnessed the moment when the great sandwich machine arrived at cs, 2nd level. our saviour is finally here, i thought.
it was just friday (and today is the tuesday that followed the friday) then.
then yesterday (monday) morning, when i reached school, i saw a commotion at the machine.
people - students and lecturers alike - crowded round the machine. everyone looked soooo excited. you would think that click five is here and the groupies are doing their job - scream!
it is not hard to imagine how hungry people at cs are.
i was hella excited too, not because i'm desperate for the sandwich.
That, is the concern of all the shallow people out there.
i am excited for a more spiritual reason.
*note... spiritual... wahahahahahaha!!!
as the chinese saying goes... you remember the source of the water as you drink it.
those chaps... as they enjoyed their sandwiches... do they ever think of why they could sink their teeth into the wonderful... erm... thing they are eating?
and... as they jumped excitedly around the machine, do they ever wonder why it is here in the first place?
tsk tsk...
i secretly mocked at those people as i made my way to the machine, determined to buy a sandwich so that at least one sandwich is consumed for a better reason.
to my horror, the buttons on the machine were all red and not blinking. below, a few ugly lines of words explained that this phenomenum was due to the fact that the machine ran out of sandwiches.
i stared at the machine in disbelief.
the machine survived barely one working day.
and everyone who didn't have a GOOD reason to eat the sandwiches ate them.
what about me????????
maybe it is a sign that i should be making my way up the stairs to tell the person-in-charge that we need another sandwich machine.
i will strategize my move, soon.
unclaimedpropertyofthecounts
5:24 AM
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Week Summary
Monday
i had to go to sch to do my 201 mid term. i was horribly happy (ironic description) when Dr. D said his secretary wasn't there to open to meeting room for us to take the mid term. Dr. D's office was too small and we needed a larger place to house all of us. for a moment, i thought we can actually end up in HIS big, nice, goth and marvelous room. but sadly... no.
to make matters worse, Dr. D irritated me with his stupid bonzai, telling us it's actually older than us when the pathetic plant is just 12 years old.
HELLO! i am 20!!!
i secretly think that he failed his math. and i openly think that i am capable of taking CR since Dr. D, with his buang math, can head the department.
the test was terrible. i am only sure that i did question 23 right, because i listened attentively to THAT particular lecture. ali giggled a bit upon doing the same question. i burst out laughing.
Tuesday
Filming day!
our actors were super cool, giving spasticated expressions that looked so convincing i would think they are inherently like that. it's fun!!! ali and i wanted to die of laughing each time our director says "cut"...
nothing went particularly wrong that day... just that some wire burnt and fumes emerge from it, burning tinky's hand. and our monitor (once again) flickered like nobody's business. oh and did i mention that the camera stand whacked against my leg, leaving a small cut and a HUGE bruise that is not yet fading away... (makes me want to cry... i can't wear my skirts and shorts like that can i? it's so ugly!!!)
nevermind those... it's a very fun day though. i had a tummyache at the end of the day due to excessive laughing. wahahahahhaa!!! and i can laugh as intensely everytime i watch the rushes. i promise that the vid will be placed on youtube to revenge on one of the actors who laughed at the chocolate vid i was in. blehh!!!
(to ali: ohhh... and ali the car scene the car scene!!! WOOOWWW!!! hehehe shixiong knows about it and he's keeping it a secret!!!)
wadeva... that's all i guess.
Wednesday
nothing much.. i can't even remember what i did in school. ohhh my goldfish memory... =)
Friday
horrendous. i stayed in school from 8.30am to a bit after 9pm. but guess what... i saw all the profs and lecturers and tutors in the world but none that i have the desire to see... arghh...
it's editing day... kindda fun. ali and i laughed our asses off again as usual, while tinky is the only sane person in the editing lab. i am terrified by our dear director's constant efforts to identify everyone else in the world as mrs. c*****, except for me. sadness... the "hey daddies" thing was even more horrifying now that i suddenly remember. i want to cry immediately...
on a happier note, my groupmates and i took millions of nice photos while doing the editing... it's fun!
Saturday
got pranked the entire day. first, tinky phtoshopped me into something disgusting. and posted it on her blog and pasted it as her avatar. terrifying.
then, my sister collaborated with her to make the picture more disgusting than ever. then, weird things are placed on MY avatar. and my wallpaper and screensaver. i was screaming all over the place in the house i bet my neighbours were traumatized. i want to slap the world!!! (T.T)
then at night, my neighbour terrorized me with his obsession of looking at girls. i don't want to elaborate but it's seriously horrendous. i'm beginning to wonder if guys do that their whole lives. that's a sad life to lead. and that makes HIM even better since i'm certain he wouldn't engage in such a stupid activity.
anyway, it also didn't help that he kept criticizing me, saying that i've been unnoticed despite staying in the estate for 11 years... and that, he claimed, happens when girls are not pretty. like whatever... *rolls eyeballs* i was nice enough to not comment that he is not hot either... blehhhhh!!! hehehehe... =p
oh and i forgot to mention that my "i love roddick" shirt had once again been discriminated against. why...???
okie and so a new week starts tomorrow... and it's gonna be fun now that i'm back in school. YAY!!!
unclaimedpropertyofthecounts
3:29 AM
Post Confrontation Thoughts
I felt sorry.
Then I felt confused.
Finally I am sad.
D's guilt tactic worked super well.
He made me feel that the entire cohort should just die for betraying his trust.
I even wanted to console him and tell him we're all sorry (as a cohort) for letting him down.
Then I realized... is it right to criminalize the entire cohort when innocent people do exist?
The way he said it sounded convincing... that we're all bad students. We are unethical creeps.
Oh I feel diminished...
But that's unfair!!! It's too extreme a measure - to slap such a lable upon us as a cohort. I'm sure that if he just expressed his disappointment, and his hopes that nobody's gonna engage in that again, we'll all feel sorry for him, see the graveness of the issue and listen to him. There's no need to not trust us ever again... is there? It's so sad...
And maybe Tinky's right, that if it's made clear to us that the quiz was a serious one, nobody'll do that shit. The idea sounds weird... a quiz, be it serious or not, shouldn't involve that shit. But it makes some sense somehow, that people tend to not do that in more serious contexts. I mean, I believe that none of us will be stupid and bad and go be an asshole during major things like our finals or midterms. So... argh I'm confused I dunno how to put it. Something's wrong somewhere I can't explain it. Are people really being unethical or are they just taking things easily... failing to see the gravity/wrongness of the issue. I admit that I'm one of those who just got enlightened today, that in this context, this is a major crime, too.
Then, I was also told something like he should've known that people are engaging in that act during the quiz itself because it was (apparently) obvious. So this brainy kid who pointed that out to me suspected that there might be some intentions behind the whole thing aka to "let people buang and then catching them, instead of stopping them when they were in the process of buanging"...
She thinks he's trying to be show the school admin that he's zai and is doing things.
I suspect something else...
Look, he's the one who's bringing the issue up. He's the one telling the criminals how bad they are, how they've disappointed him. He's the one who's telling us the value of academic integrity... I would feel thankful towards him if I were one of those who got called up, becuase I'll think I'd learnt a moral lesson from him.
But who's the one giving them bad academic records? Who's the one who's doing all the concrete, damaging things to the individuals who got called up...? It's not him... it's Him. And it's this particular person who'll be hated by the chaps, isn't it?
Omg I don't want to think further... Now I really feel sad that he's been dragged into this biggie and possibly earning resentment from people whom someone else criminalized...
unclaimedpropertyofthecounts
5:25 AM
Monday, October 23, 2006
When Sports go Wrong
"Something's wrong... Something's wrong... Something's very wrong."
I cannot help but quote from lostprophet's FSOP album.
Because something's really wrong!
How can Barca lose 1 - 0 to Chelsea?
And how can it be that Sheva wasn't the one who scored despite the chances he had in the game?
And how... how I ask... is it that Sheva's not scoring for sooo sooooooo long???
Everytime Chelsea plays, I'll insist that he's gonna score in that match. But I was always wrong (until the Portsmouth game). Frustrating.
Okie that aside... I still cannot believe that Barca lost the game.
Then, to add to the blow, Barca lost AGAIN yesterday...
This time to something even more unworthy.
Sorry... but you know it's true. I mean Real, you wouldn't say they're good now will you?
Despite the amount of money they pump in to build up their defence and all that shit, they're still bloody vulnerable.
Plus, Real has people with the most irritating faces - RVN, Raul, Beckham...
(It helps though, that they have drool-worthy people like Ramos and Casillas.)
I thought the sky was gonna fall when Tinky came bouncing towards me happily this afternoon, telling me that Real won 2 - 0. I wanted to burn down the LT. (To make things worse, she told me Raul and RVN, of all people, scored. And Deco got substituted halfway through.)
Okie. Real, Barca and Chelsea aside, I will now talk about my long-forgotten-but-now-recalled-love. Yes I'm talking about Torres. Again, there are speculations that he's gonna go to Man Utd, and possibly Chelsea next January. And i object it.
Man Utd's blacklisted by me since I was in Primary 5, although I have nothing against the current squad. In fact I quite like them... but still... I'll feel weird wearing a Man Utd jersey after being an anti for so long. But well, if Torres gonna go there I'll have no choice but to wear the jersey.
And I'll be devastated should Torres go to Chelsea. Because it just means that Sheva will be benched for the rest of his life now that Drogba's scoring so frequently it's impossible to bench him. If they're gonna bench Drogba and play Torres alongside Sheva, I wouldn't mind though. 2 eyecandies in a team, woow! It's a dream come true. I don't care if Chelsea's gonna lose of what, it's not like I like Chelsea. Haha.
Although nothing's been confirmed and speculations fly all over the place all the time, I'm suspecting that there's some truth in the speculation this time round. I mean, At. Madrid lost both wings, they need to raise some funds to buy new wingers since they're not rich like Chelsea and Real...
Oh and this is random... I just remembered that I forgot to complain about that irritating referee who booked Sheva for celebrating his goal. I bet he's secretly jealous that Sheva didn't hug him instead. Maybe I'd have sent Sheva off if i were the ref... hehehe. But if he hugged me I'd have died of happiness... wahahaha!
Okie I could go on forever crying over Torres, Sheva and Barca.
Now, I'll continue to cry over tennis news.
My Roddick's been losing games like nobody's business!!! All I can do is to hug my "I love Roddick" shirt and cry endlessly. It's so so so so sooooooo sad! I really wanted to cry when i watched that bloody 5 hour game against Russia. Roddick's sooooooo exhausted I wanted to just slap that Russian guy and ask him to go away.
ohhhhh Roddick... *tears*
Sigh... I will continue to cry over ESPN and all the sports channel until my favourite teams/sportmen get back on track.
unclaimedpropertyofthecounts
5:17 AM
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Disillusioned
Yes good news for all. I don't like him anymore. (Even though I still find him hella hot.)
He's inherently bad.
First, he'd rather talk to that 27-year-old biatch & lunch with her rather than me.
Then, to make matters worse, he ate what I never imagined he'd eat - "cai berng".
Prior to all that, he mispelt my name, dropping the "g" in it.
And I cannot forgive him for telling the entire CS that some stupid girl complained about not getting to eat the sandwich.
Bloody hell she didn't say that...
Like Dr. D, he should go back to elementary school. Dr. D needs to improve his Math, he needs to attend comprehension enrichment classes.
Wait. I cannot bear to not describe how horrendous it is to lunch, or even talk to the 27-year-old biatch...
This biatch is 27 years old.
She is HUGE.
She is not pretty.
And she is pretentious.
To everyone's (except his) horror, she wears tiny skirts and bright colored clothes as though she is 15.
And you know, on Tuesday, she danced past me, making a supposedly "cute" turn as though she's some sweet little angel. Note: this is not an assumption or an analogy. It is truth. Verified by the person in question - she happily exclaimed as she danced - "I'm an angel!"
Terrifying. How can she hurl insults at angels like that???
Okie, 27-year-old biatch aside, let's get back to my point - him.
What really made me disappointed in him is what I just learnt about what he did.
(the following description of what he did has been removed because i just remembered i'm not supposed to know about it. so i'll leave it up to your imagination.)
If I were one of them, I really would've cried. And I'll hate him eternally for doing that to me.
Even as a by-stander who's not experiencing the traumatic experience, I feel a bit of fear at the thought of what he's capable of doing.
As though his status (and hotness) aren't reason enough for me to feel very distant from him, these shit make it worse.
The next time I'm beside you when he walks past, don't worry. I will not react like I always did. I'm too scared to do that anymore. Tha's relief for many... Tinky and Ali and Serene... your trauma is finally over!!! =)
unclaimedpropertyofthecounts
3:35 AM
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Hysteria
I cannot believe it happened to me again.
I was happily, innocently, and crudely sitting at the bench outside the LT,
thinking that nobody whose opinion/impression of me i cared about will walk past.
There, i started telling tinky how happy i was to get a pull over for free cuz i cleverly exchanged by dad's dbs card's point for some voucher.
The whole conversation basically was on how cheapskate i was.
Then without a warning, he whizzed past me.
I didn't hear his footsteps.
I couldn't smell his presence. (although i always claimed i could. i lied, i admit. forgive me.)
He was like a phantom who just appeared suddenly out of nowhere.
And tinky, once again, didn't give me any warning even as she saw him approach.
She allowed me to continue blabbering about how cheapskate i was.
Total sadness...
I was competely stunned when suddenly, the familiar figure clad in black just whizzed past.
He looked (or maybe, glared) at me for a moment as i stared back in trauma and disbelief.
I wanted sooooo badly to smile back or say hi, but all i could manage was a helpless... stare.
I cannot remember how my face looked like when i stared at him.
All i know was that i didn't smile. What a moron!!!
How could i not smile at him??? Where are my manners???
Due to the immense shock that led to some extent of brain mulfuntion for a few seconds, i also didn't manage to observe how his stare looked like. i secretly hope that he smiled at me, but the fact that i didn't smile back makes me want to believe he didn't do that, because that'll make me look like some rude ass.
However, logically speaking, i don't see how i deserve to be smiled at. i mean, look... i was sitting in a crude manner, crossing my legs on the benches, and leaning a knee against the table... to make matters worse, i was laughing happily as i announced how i got a pull over for free. how tasteless! how cheapskate! i wanted to cry that very instant!
... and thus, i suspect that what i claimed was a stare should be a glare instead.
As he disappeared into the darkness, people who know about my fetish suddenly and miraculously appeared from everywhere. And as usual, they all started laughing at me, despite the traumatized state i was in. no sympathy for me... i feel no love... (T.T)
So, school ended on a dull note, and i got home with emotions bottled up to the extent freud would probably claim that i'm potentionally hysterical. And Serene rubbed it in...
fly sky high says:
he tried to smile at us today.
fly sky high says:
maybe he thought we were smiling at him. he walked past when we were laughing
I want to die!!!
No wonder the sky turned unusually dark in the evening today. It feels sad for me...
unclaimedpropertyofthecounts
7:01 AM
Thursday, October 05, 2006
My Magic Wand
I have a magic wand and i swear it has some magical powers in it that can provoke strong emotions in sane people around me.
Usually, upon the simple gesture of weaving my wand, they end up losing their minds and wanting to strangle me. sometimes, they might have a sudden desire to pull out their hair. basically, they turned insane.
Even as they pretended to be traumatized by my wand, scolding and whacking me for buying it in the first place, i know they secretly like it. Because the first words that came out of their mouths after seeing the wand would be - oh my god!!! where did you buy it???
blehhh... =p
Then, the magic wand has another special ability to make insane people happy. it also helps them become more imaginative people.
For example, one of them happily waved it in her hand and imagined that she's sailormoon. Another excitedly sniffed at the wand, imagining that it should smell good (although it doesn't).
Next time you see my wand, don't laugh at it. You wouldn't know what my wand will turn you into.
Now, just in case you are interested... this is a picture of my wand. If you notice, it actually glows. And the color of the light changes every second.
p.s. When it glows in pink, it becomes most powerful.
unclaimedpropertyofthecounts
5:40 AM
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
The Sandwich Machine
I witnessed the moment when the great sandwich machine arrived at cs, 2nd level. our saviour is finally here, i thought.
it was just friday (and today is the tuesday that followed the friday) then.
then yesterday (monday) morning, when i reached school, i saw a commotion at the machine.
people - students and lecturers alike - crowded round the machine. everyone looked soooo excited. you would think that click five is here and the groupies are doing their job - scream!
it is not hard to imagine how hungry people at cs are.
i was hella excited too, not because i'm desperate for the sandwich.
That, is the concern of all the shallow people out there.
i am excited for a more spiritual reason.
*note... spiritual... wahahahahahaha!!!
as the chinese saying goes... you remember the source of the water as you drink it.
those chaps... as they enjoyed their sandwiches... do they ever think of why they could sink their teeth into the wonderful... erm... thing they are eating?
and... as they jumped excitedly around the machine, do they ever wonder why it is here in the first place?
tsk tsk...
i secretly mocked at those people as i made my way to the machine, determined to buy a sandwich so that at least one sandwich is consumed for a better reason.
to my horror, the buttons on the machine were all red and not blinking. below, a few ugly lines of words explained that this phenomenum was due to the fact that the machine ran out of sandwiches.
i stared at the machine in disbelief.
the machine survived barely one working day.
and everyone who didn't have a GOOD reason to eat the sandwiches ate them.
what about me????????
maybe it is a sign that i should be making my way up the stairs to tell the person-in-charge that we need another sandwich machine.
i will strategize my move, soon.
unclaimedpropertyofthecounts
5:24 AM
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Week Summary
Monday
i had to go to sch to do my 201 mid term. i was horribly happy (ironic description) when Dr. D said his secretary wasn't there to open to meeting room for us to take the mid term. Dr. D's office was too small and we needed a larger place to house all of us. for a moment, i thought we can actually end up in HIS big, nice, goth and marvelous room. but sadly... no.
to make matters worse, Dr. D irritated me with his stupid bonzai, telling us it's actually older than us when the pathetic plant is just 12 years old.
HELLO! i am 20!!!
i secretly think that he failed his math. and i openly think that i am capable of taking CR since Dr. D, with his buang math, can head the department.
the test was terrible. i am only sure that i did question 23 right, because i listened attentively to THAT particular lecture. ali giggled a bit upon doing the same question. i burst out laughing.
Tuesday
Filming day!
our actors were super cool, giving spasticated expressions that looked so convincing i would think they are inherently like that. it's fun!!! ali and i wanted to die of laughing each time our director says "cut"...
nothing went particularly wrong that day... just that some wire burnt and fumes emerge from it, burning tinky's hand. and our monitor (once again) flickered like nobody's business. oh and did i mention that the camera stand whacked against my leg, leaving a small cut and a HUGE bruise that is not yet fading away... (makes me want to cry... i can't wear my skirts and shorts like that can i? it's so ugly!!!)
nevermind those... it's a very fun day though. i had a tummyache at the end of the day due to excessive laughing. wahahahahhaa!!! and i can laugh as intensely everytime i watch the rushes. i promise that the vid will be placed on youtube to revenge on one of the actors who laughed at the chocolate vid i was in. blehh!!!
(to ali: ohhh... and ali the car scene the car scene!!! WOOOWWW!!! hehehe shixiong knows about it and he's keeping it a secret!!!)
wadeva... that's all i guess.
Wednesday
nothing much.. i can't even remember what i did in school. ohhh my goldfish memory... =)
Friday
horrendous. i stayed in school from 8.30am to a bit after 9pm. but guess what... i saw all the profs and lecturers and tutors in the world but none that i have the desire to see... arghh...
it's editing day... kindda fun. ali and i laughed our asses off again as usual, while tinky is the only sane person in the editing lab. i am terrified by our dear director's constant efforts to identify everyone else in the world as mrs. c*****, except for me. sadness... the "hey daddies" thing was even more horrifying now that i suddenly remember. i want to cry immediately...
on a happier note, my groupmates and i took millions of nice photos while doing the editing... it's fun!
Saturday
got pranked the entire day. first, tinky phtoshopped me into something disgusting. and posted it on her blog and pasted it as her avatar. terrifying.
then, my sister collaborated with her to make the picture more disgusting than ever. then, weird things are placed on MY avatar. and my wallpaper and screensaver. i was screaming all over the place in the house i bet my neighbours were traumatized. i want to slap the world!!! (T.T)
then at night, my neighbour terrorized me with his obsession of looking at girls. i don't want to elaborate but it's seriously horrendous. i'm beginning to wonder if guys do that their whole lives. that's a sad life to lead. and that makes HIM even better since i'm certain he wouldn't engage in such a stupid activity.
anyway, it also didn't help that he kept criticizing me, saying that i've been unnoticed despite staying in the estate for 11 years... and that, he claimed, happens when girls are not pretty. like whatever... *rolls eyeballs* i was nice enough to not comment that he is not hot either... blehhhhh!!! hehehehe... =p
oh and i forgot to mention that my "i love roddick" shirt had once again been discriminated against. why...???
okie and so a new week starts tomorrow... and it's gonna be fun now that i'm back in school. YAY!!!
unclaimedpropertyofthecounts
3:29 AM