Yeah, you might be thinking, 'what the hell is with this guy?? WTF with the title?!' Ok, I admit, I'm not a guy. But it's just a slang, there's no darn need to be so damned specific. Compre? (sp?)
Right, so we had Spotrs day on Wednesday, which was a few days ago. And I officially announce that I have officially turned into a blackie. Yeah, see my face. Sunburn all the way. I guess my primary friends won't even recgonize me if they see me!!! X/
Speaking of Sports day, Teresa's finally got naib johan!!!!! YAY!!!!!! But it's a sad case reallly, we were so close in beating Xavier's. We lost to them in marching by one mark. That damned, one mark. Who knows if we'll mantain that standard next year. We might fall, we might rise. Hopefully it's the latter. I hope we get first next year, even though I'm satisfied with this year's results. Go Teresa's!!!!! I love you guys!!!!!! (Yet another slang, convent's a girls school. And St. Teresa's a house team name, for those of you who don't know.)
That's the shortest summary for our sports day I can ever think of as I was almost burnt to crisps the whole morning in the stadium until two in the afternoon. After this, we shall be having Hari Keusahawanan (Wow, look at the a's) tomorrow, which is a Saturday. Support 2A3 people!!!! lol.
I'm selling drawings on that day, like how the seniors did last year. Just that, the form ones will be selling stuff too. And there's a junior who's selling her drawings too. I'm pretty positive that my side of the business will fail. -gulps- Damn. I'm thinking of doing a commission for two bucks per piece for myself to earn extra funds for my own purposes, not for the school. (Ps. I'm broke.)I wonder if that's okay... limited places only, and sadly, restricted for SMC students only. :P
Hell, why am I promoting my stuff here on the net? It's dangerous. Shush...
Again, this post has finally come to an end. Sorry for any grammatical errors or typos but I'm too lazy to read through the stupid rants I've typed. (Sue me.) It's late now, better finish my brochures for my commission and the stuff I'm selling for tomorrow!!!
Support 2A3 people. you won't regret. :p
Laterz!!!
Friday, February 29, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
I talk nonsense
-takes a broom and a dustpan and sweeps the thick layer of dust away from blog-
After an hour...
Finally done. After days of ignoring my blog, I have come to realize that the more I ignore it, the more I'll have to clean up. lol. I don't make sense. Oh well, my humour ranges from lame to weird, so no biggie.
Anyways, I was about to blog a few days ago but the evil exams kept me on hold. Damn them, piss off you evil devillish pieces of paper!!!!! -holds anti-exam signboard. WE WANT A STRESS-FREE SOCIETY!!!- lol. I'm talking crap again. Sorry about it.
Speaking of exams, I have a pretty good feeling that I'm gonna fail. I didn't study much nor did I memorize anything, just flipped through and did some last-minute reading. Yeah, I'm stupid. Whatever. Basically, my answers were all crap and nonsense.
My birthday just passed!!!! I'm finally a year older!!!! Hooray!!!!! Rejoice people!!!! lol. Hell I'm not even sixteen, I shouldn't be so happy. It's just basically a step nearer to death. But it's wonder how I survived fourteen years of living without landing into the hospital. (Note: being born in the hospital doesn't count. But I think I was born in some clinic. Figures.)
Anyways, I made this poem/limerick or whatever you call it. Inspiration of the creation goes to my lovely b-day cake -Brownies. Enjoy.
After an hour...
Finally done. After days of ignoring my blog, I have come to realize that the more I ignore it, the more I'll have to clean up. lol. I don't make sense. Oh well, my humour ranges from lame to weird, so no biggie.
Anyways, I was about to blog a few days ago but the evil exams kept me on hold. Damn them, piss off you evil devillish pieces of paper!!!!! -holds anti-exam signboard. WE WANT A STRESS-FREE SOCIETY!!!- lol. I'm talking crap again. Sorry about it.
Speaking of exams, I have a pretty good feeling that I'm gonna fail. I didn't study much nor did I memorize anything, just flipped through and did some last-minute reading. Yeah, I'm stupid. Whatever. Basically, my answers were all crap and nonsense.
My birthday just passed!!!! I'm finally a year older!!!! Hooray!!!!! Rejoice people!!!! lol. Hell I'm not even sixteen, I shouldn't be so happy. It's just basically a step nearer to death. But it's wonder how I survived fourteen years of living without landing into the hospital. (Note: being born in the hospital doesn't count. But I think I was born in some clinic. Figures.)
Anyways, I made this poem/limerick or whatever you call it. Inspiration of the creation goes to my lovely b-day cake -Brownies. Enjoy.
Brownies make you fat,
but we don't care about that.
It's so damned yummy,
that gets you eating for eternity,
until you get a tummy.
Hmmm. I don't quite remember the lower half of it since I did it a few days ago. But who cares. I just don't wanna go for tuition later. I have a feeling I'll sleep. lol.
Me,
signing off.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Being petty
Nope, I didn't spell the word 'petty' wrong. It's not 'pretty' but 'P-E-T-T-Y'. The thing about being petty is that it'll make people have another view about you, and sadly, it happened on my unfortunate lil' brother. Not that I like badmouth-ing him, but I felt that this particular topic was worth discussing. :)
We were counting our ang-pow money just now, and my family just happened to come across a prob. We found out that the lil' brat's money was different from me and my sister's. Ours was much more. And then the brat started sulking and complaining loudly that it wasn't fair and all that unecessary bullshit. coughcoughexcusemylanguagecoughcough.
Seriousy, mum and dad even gave him an extra hundred bucks!!!!!! And he was still lamenting about unfairness and being picky about everything we did that was unfair to him. He's such a spoilt prat.
I don't think we should complain about life and how unfair it is. Face it people, life IS unfair, whaddya expect? Sure, complaining about life can be fun and it's legal, but when you've exceeded the limit of where it's only a joke, you should stop and figure out the reasons of why life is so goddamned hard for you. Everyone has problems, some handle it well, while others don't. But no one's perfect, so there's bound to some day and some time that the world goes crashing against us. Sigh.... I hate teenage-life.
Anyways, hope the lil' dude reflects on what he has done today and think and process the stuff we told him with that pea brain of his. lol. Just kidding, I know he's a smart kid, just that he's too whiny and spoilt to huse it until it gets really rusty. Grrr...
Exams are coming soon, and that's why me and sis couldn't get longer sleepovers at our cousins' house. Boohoohoo... I apologize for accidently elbowing her in the process of poking at my brother. SORRY!!!!! :). lol. Anyways, at least we had fun in our little stay. -stupid big grin plastered on sze pei's ugly face- lol.
It's late now, better go get some sleep. Minna-san, oyasumi nasai!!!!!!!!!!
Me,
signing off.
We were counting our ang-pow money just now, and my family just happened to come across a prob. We found out that the lil' brat's money was different from me and my sister's. Ours was much more. And then the brat started sulking and complaining loudly that it wasn't fair and all that unecessary bullshit. coughcoughexcusemylanguagecoughcough.
Seriousy, mum and dad even gave him an extra hundred bucks!!!!!! And he was still lamenting about unfairness and being picky about everything we did that was unfair to him. He's such a spoilt prat.
I don't think we should complain about life and how unfair it is. Face it people, life IS unfair, whaddya expect? Sure, complaining about life can be fun and it's legal, but when you've exceeded the limit of where it's only a joke, you should stop and figure out the reasons of why life is so goddamned hard for you. Everyone has problems, some handle it well, while others don't. But no one's perfect, so there's bound to some day and some time that the world goes crashing against us. Sigh.... I hate teenage-life.
Anyways, hope the lil' dude reflects on what he has done today and think and process the stuff we told him with that pea brain of his. lol. Just kidding, I know he's a smart kid, just that he's too whiny and spoilt to huse it until it gets really rusty. Grrr...
Exams are coming soon, and that's why me and sis couldn't get longer sleepovers at our cousins' house. Boohoohoo... I apologize for accidently elbowing her in the process of poking at my brother. SORRY!!!!! :). lol. Anyways, at least we had fun in our little stay. -stupid big grin plastered on sze pei's ugly face- lol.
It's late now, better go get some sleep. Minna-san, oyasumi nasai!!!!!!!!!!
Me,
signing off.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Chinese New Year's Eve
It's been a while since I posted something here... There were quite some stuff I could blog and rant about, but time just had to keep on running. Sigh... anyways, it's the starting of a new year of the lunar calendar, (Can't believe that) and since I have nothing to blog about the first day of the chinese year, I shall rant about CNY's Eve events.
Basically, we did nothing but cleaned the house. We changed the bedsheets, cleaned the rooms, washed the pillow cases and many more. (Holy, we didn't clean the washrooms!!! -GASPS- Anyways, we did all the stuff we shoulda do on CNY eve, despite that the brat -my brother, had to spoil the fun by being such a wuss.
He's really a self-centered prat that deserves a good slap in the face to guide him to reality. My cousins and I played some fire-crackers after dinner in my uncle's house. The compound was really big, and he planted those expensive grass-carpet or whatever you call it beside the house. Anyways, we parked the cars in front of the house, next to the grass. And when we were about to play, my uncle told us the play somewhere else from the cars, and so we played on the road.
We actually did an experiment at the corner of the grass to test if we could play there since uncle told us to play beside the cars (From what I've heard) but it failed. So we stayed away from there. And my aunt (Uncle's wife) came out for some air and we started chatting. Suddenly, the prat just had to throw some fire crackers onto the grass and ta-da! A black patch in the midst of a green field. Sigh, my aunt yelled (not exactly) at him for doing so and he just replied casually that uncle said he could play on the grass, which my aunt loved.
The brat, he's such a pain. He blames others for the mistakes he's committed, and it's not fair. We've corrected him so damned many times yet he doesn't listen. WTH anyway?! Grrr... thinking about him makes me sick. It's a very very late night now/very very early in the morning now, better go get some sleep.
Minna-san, oyasumi nasai!!!!!! (Good night everyone!)
Basically, we did nothing but cleaned the house. We changed the bedsheets, cleaned the rooms, washed the pillow cases and many more. (Holy, we didn't clean the washrooms!!! -GASPS- Anyways, we did all the stuff we shoulda do on CNY eve, despite that the brat -my brother, had to spoil the fun by being such a wuss.
He's really a self-centered prat that deserves a good slap in the face to guide him to reality. My cousins and I played some fire-crackers after dinner in my uncle's house. The compound was really big, and he planted those expensive grass-carpet or whatever you call it beside the house. Anyways, we parked the cars in front of the house, next to the grass. And when we were about to play, my uncle told us the play somewhere else from the cars, and so we played on the road.
We actually did an experiment at the corner of the grass to test if we could play there since uncle told us to play beside the cars (From what I've heard) but it failed. So we stayed away from there. And my aunt (Uncle's wife) came out for some air and we started chatting. Suddenly, the prat just had to throw some fire crackers onto the grass and ta-da! A black patch in the midst of a green field. Sigh, my aunt yelled (not exactly) at him for doing so and he just replied casually that uncle said he could play on the grass, which my aunt loved.
The brat, he's such a pain. He blames others for the mistakes he's committed, and it's not fair. We've corrected him so damned many times yet he doesn't listen. WTH anyway?! Grrr... thinking about him makes me sick. It's a very very late night now/very very early in the morning now, better go get some sleep.
Minna-san, oyasumi nasai!!!!!! (Good night everyone!)
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