Swimming

How long has it been since I visited my blog?? Well, I can't give an answer myself, cuz' the only word I can use to describe it is 'I-N-F-I-N-I-T-Y'. lol, okay, that was stupid.

Anyways, went for a swim in the pool at the sports complex opposite my house. (Just look at all the prepositions, aren't they cool?) It was packed, which is one thing I hate when I swim. Yeah, I HATE swimming. No offense meant to athletes who love the sport.

Lesse lesse... why do I hate swimming... hmmm... Okay, there is only ONE reason -I'm lazy.

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Finally fed up of my randomness?? LOL! Nah, it's more than that simple reason. It's just that i feel kinda dirty to swim in a pool where hundreds of people you don't know pee in it. Gawd sometimes they even shit in there. lol. And again, another joke. Nobody does his business in the pool. What the hell am I talking about??!!!


Yeah, I know they do clean-ups everyday. Which pihak yang berkaitan doesn't do that??!! but the fact that when i came there were already some primary kids already splashing water here and there and blocking people's path to swim kinda puts out my mood. (P.S: I was already moody for the day. My mum had to drag me to swim and my sis didn't have to due to her sprained ankle. Lucky bastard...)



I'm sleepy.... I have tons of homework to do.... I have my perancangan menu to redo as well.... GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have pressure and frustration... makes you flustered... ish.

Nevertheless, I shall overcome the phobia of homwork!!! Someday.






Yet another entry about complaints and pointless rants about my life, sigh... I really wanna blog about something else, and I have the ingredients to write, but it's just something that pulls me down -laziness. Haha... I think I'm scaring my classmates and schoolmates away, I don't really talk much in school/class and I vent it all out here. -tries to picture look in everyone's faces-


There's a Japanese class going on in school, looks interesting. (Finally, something that's not ranting) I'm joining, even though it means having to ponteng one hour's chinese class. HAHAHAHA!

Anyways, gotta go now I guess. Until next time then.

Me,
signing off.

Ignorance is a bliss

It's late night now, and I haven't slept, it's near shool-reopening now, and I haven't finished my homework (esp. perancangan menu), and I haven't finished the damned commissions I idiotically cari pasal-ed for, and I have tons of ideas for new stories that may slip away for the next few seconds and haven't typed them down, and it's late night now, and I'm still here, idling around like an idiotic, lifeless moron. SIGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Suggestions for stress-relief anyone???

Life lately

I hate life. Goddamn it. I did the biggest mistake in my whole life. Okay, I'm exagerrating, duh. I don't care anymore.

I regret having to make that rash decision. Yeah, business was a failure for me, and I was thinking of how to earn back the money. And stupid me, I forgot that I was the one who sponsored for the photostating fees and stuff, so even if I didn't earn anything it wouldn't make a difference. Well, at least I think so.

And at that time, I was being a dumbass and idiot. I made up my mind to do a stupid art commission. An art commision is like an art request where you request for something you want the person/artist to draw something for you. And I thought after Sports Day and Hari Keusahawanan I'd be stress-free. Darn... Now I ave tons of commissions to do. I shouldn't have done so without thinking about the consequences first. I am seriously being an idiotic, stupid, clueless, un-systematic, rash........ and all the bad stuff you can think of.




Great, I'm depressed. And somehow, ranting all about it here doesn't make me feel better, like how it usually does. I'm so dead. Why do humans exist when we are to suffer (not me, I know some people out there that are worse than me) and destined to die and forget about all the happy times? I bet not even Albert Einstein (who has respectfully passed away, god bless his soul) can figure that out. Ha!

I seriously abhor life. Does anyone have any stress-relief medicine or something like strepsils? lol.








































I should probably just hurry up and draw and get over those commissions and enjoy my holidays next week. Hopefully it'll be one un-troublesome week.

yikes, the sky's turned so damned dark. x/ Better go get my shower now.

laterz. (yet another slang)









p.s: I just noticed I posted my previous post on feb. 29!!!! Happy leap year people!!!!!!!! WOOT!!!!

Long time no post

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!!!

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.

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.

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.

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!)