On sunday, I went to the indoor stadium for church with my family.
After church, my dad brought us to Ritz Carlton to have lunch.
It was kinda weird being in that japanese restaurant, staring at the expensive menu.
There was so little variety, maybe at most 9 main dishes? No such thing as a drink menu, dessert menu, sushi menu. There was only that menu, that main course, which comes with dessert.
The cheapest was $30 and the place was insanely quiet.
It was weird, I guess, being around the rich.
A taiwanese couple sat beside us.
They barely talked, all they did was eat.
The husband was busy reading some chinese comic while the wife spaced out.
Today, I received my prelim results.
I was very happy that I received a b3 for my English.
Considering that I don't usually get a B3 all the time.
After english was Chemistry.
I failed, fuck.
It sucks, I could've passed if it werent for my careless mistakes, I would've gotten at least a 53 or so.
But no, I must be cocked eye on that day and not have enough time to check it thus the 47/100.
It's embarrassing, well not really, I don't really care, but if I fail this, that means it's really highly unlikely I can get an A for my science.
Unless I get 47/50 and above for my biology.
It's upsetting.
I studied for it, real hard too.
All the questions were easy except for some reason, I couldn't do it at that time.
I must've studied the wrong stuff.
Anyway, we recived our chinese last.
I got a d7.
A d7 :)
This way I might be able to get into a JC for the first 3 months or first month( The system keeps changing).
I met Stacy after collecting those papers and headed to Monfort for my CLB oral.
The passage was shit easy. Unlike the Os, which I could only read maybe 2 out of 10 chinese words. I could read the whole passage(which is very short) except for maybe one or two words. The conversation wasn't too bad.
There were a few questions, one of them was " if you give up your seat to someone and the person refuse to sit, how will you feel?"
Stacy said in chinese "I've no feeling"
H A H A H A.
Stacy "uh. actually I'll feel fucked up but I can't say wo jue de wo hen fucked up"
V: fuck is zuo ai right, so its wo jue de wo hen zuo ai.
Stacy: WTF. Its wo jue de wo hen zuo ai up.
So today, my memory was freshen why I am highly repulsed by boys.
exhibit A
There was this pompus asshole, who kept slanging in his english slang, trash talking to his friend. They were arguing or some sort. It was highly irritating. I wanted to take the chair and smack his face, what an arrogant sonofabitch with such a fat ego, fatter than mine. serious. and mine is already really, f a t .
exhibit B:
A monfort boy sat beside me. He stank.
THANK GOD he had some sorta personal issues and took his chair and placed it 50cm away from me. Yeah he was the only one out of line, fucking weird.
Exhibit C:
While waiting for 3pm to arrive, I listened to the conversations which the boys had.
One boy who had just finished his oral went up to his friend. oh god, fucking funny.
Boy " you know you know you know, the lao shi asked me what if the person fall down(probably referring to the qn on letting the old people sit in the bus), then she asked me how i would feel. I told her I wouldn't care. fall then fall lah, not my problem."
HAHAHAHA.
Exhibit D:
While walking out of Monfort, I saw an UPPER SEC boy SPRAYING (yes spraying) water out of his mouoth from his water bottle.
WHAT THE F U C K.
Is your ambition being a SPRINKLER?
Too bad for me, I left early and could not catch Jude in the art room.
And HJH did not come today, so no reuinions today.
Not today.
Back to art.
Tomorrow, I'll be liberated
(this is funny, I just thought of Charis Pek in the school's teachers day performance)
Monday, September 24, 2007
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