Ladies and gentlemen here I present to you another reason EndlessStupidLubbish pisses the fuck out of me. Investigative Studies Tutorial. OH YEAH MOTHERFUCKER. I don't know why must they put us through all these crap either. To prepare us for future similar crap I guess. Fuck yeah I'm gonna bitch about it. Hell if I care. I bitch about stuff, that's what I do here duh.
So let's all disregard all the mind numbing, practically useless, supposedly consoling bullcrap like "it's gonna help you in the future" "you're gonna have to face these stuff in the future anyway" "you have to develop these skills... for your future..."
OH FUCK THAT SHIT. Notice how all of those concern bout the future? Look at me ---> -___-
DO I LOOK LIKE I FUCKIN CARE BOUT THE FUTURE? I'm living in the present wtf. Let me worry bout the future when it gets here wtf. Or if I even arrive into the future wtf.
In case you didn't get my tone, let me emphasize what I'm thinking right now.
I HATE THIS SHIT I HATE THIS SHIT I HATE THIS SHIT I HATE THIS SHIT I HATE THIS SHIT.
Get it now?
So yeah I'm a whiny bitch. So sue me. Fuck if I care. *sulks*
Sigh.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
Cold and Hungry
Didn't realise that the last post was the 111th post. Damn nice number eh.
Well I'm in the computer lab at the library. Damn cold wei. Why does it feel like the North Pole over here. T_T. I'm hungry sumore. DAMN hungry. I wanna eat burger wtf.
Saja wanna update. Eheh.
Well I'm in the computer lab at the library. Damn cold wei. Why does it feel like the North Pole over here. T_T. I'm hungry sumore. DAMN hungry. I wanna eat burger wtf.
Saja wanna update. Eheh.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Just Smile
It's been a long time since I churned out anything contemplative and introspective. Well I'm not even sure if I had posted anything like that before wtf. Probably there's nothing much to be introspective about. Or, you can put it that nothing much goes on in my mind heh.
Not exactly moody today, but not exactly all smiles either. Let's NOT get into the fucking MindlessYuckyOmfgmotherfuckinglypointlesswtfccbknnBusiness. I shall NOT bitch about it. LOL.
I find it harder and harder to find words to express what I'm thinking. Or, you can put it that nothing much goes on in my mind too wtf. I've written a post before about sustaining one's own happiness. It sorta went like if everyone could sustain their OWN happiness, not having to live for others or to satisfy other people, wouldn't that be great? Everyone would live happily ever after.
But humans being complex creatures, of course things won't be as simple as that. You think we're living in a children's book meh. Where everything is colourful and vibrant and nothing could go wrong. Or everything will turn out fine in the end. As people say, REALITY SUCKS. I guess we have to live with that.
For one humans are interdependent (wtf too much Econs isit) after all. They are social creatures. How they feel, how they think are influenced by what others feel and think too. It's difficult to be happy when people surrounding you are not. It's hard to be elated when people around you are having problems or are creating some. And when you are somehow caught in the middle of all the problems, bickering and unpleasantness, of course you'll feel down and disillusioned. There goes my theory of sustaining one's own happiness.
But can't it be as simple as that? You are responsible for your own happiness. Your own feelings. Nobody can feel on your behalf. If you wanna be happy, then just be so. Make yourself happy. To hell with other people's problems. To hell with all those conflicts. And hating someone may be harder on the hater than on the person hated. So why hate? Why trouble yourself?
It could be easier said than done. But just try anyway. Just smile, even if it's just for a sec or two.
Not exactly moody today, but not exactly all smiles either. Let's NOT get into the fucking MindlessYuckyOmfgmotherfuckinglypointlesswtfccbknnBusiness. I shall NOT bitch about it. LOL.
I find it harder and harder to find words to express what I'm thinking. Or, you can put it that nothing much goes on in my mind too wtf. I've written a post before about sustaining one's own happiness. It sorta went like if everyone could sustain their OWN happiness, not having to live for others or to satisfy other people, wouldn't that be great? Everyone would live happily ever after.
But humans being complex creatures, of course things won't be as simple as that. You think we're living in a children's book meh. Where everything is colourful and vibrant and nothing could go wrong. Or everything will turn out fine in the end. As people say, REALITY SUCKS. I guess we have to live with that.
For one humans are interdependent (wtf too much Econs isit) after all. They are social creatures. How they feel, how they think are influenced by what others feel and think too. It's difficult to be happy when people surrounding you are not. It's hard to be elated when people around you are having problems or are creating some. And when you are somehow caught in the middle of all the problems, bickering and unpleasantness, of course you'll feel down and disillusioned. There goes my theory of sustaining one's own happiness.
But can't it be as simple as that? You are responsible for your own happiness. Your own feelings. Nobody can feel on your behalf. If you wanna be happy, then just be so. Make yourself happy. To hell with other people's problems. To hell with all those conflicts. And hating someone may be harder on the hater than on the person hated. So why hate? Why trouble yourself?
It could be easier said than done. But just try anyway. Just smile, even if it's just for a sec or two.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Just Read
I have exactly 10 minutes to finish this post! Cos I have to be punctual and go down for dinner with my friends!
Just wanted to say, even though deep in our soul there's still emptiness, experiencing stomach cramping laugh-out-loud moments still beats living like a total zombie!
That took like 3 mins wtf.
Laughter is supposedly the best medicine. One does feel better after laughing till the stomach hurts! But what to do if it's just temporary relief? I say just enjoy the moment I guess!
It doesn't solve the core issue. The problem still exists. Perhaps laughing it off is just a means of evasion. But ah, what the heck. I guess life's too short for us to be figuring out the answer to everything.
Just wanted to say, even though deep in our soul there's still emptiness, experiencing stomach cramping laugh-out-loud moments still beats living like a total zombie!
That took like 3 mins wtf.
Laughter is supposedly the best medicine. One does feel better after laughing till the stomach hurts! But what to do if it's just temporary relief? I say just enjoy the moment I guess!
It doesn't solve the core issue. The problem still exists. Perhaps laughing it off is just a means of evasion. But ah, what the heck. I guess life's too short for us to be figuring out the answer to everything.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
The One Where It Could Have Been
Being one who often dwells on what-could-have-beens, I may annoy the hell outta people. But just layan me a bit lah hehe...
What-could-have-beens, similar with what-ifs and if-onlys, would most of the time spark regret and induce a major load of sighing. And today, yours truly shall be bringing you back to what could have been if there wasn't any scholarship wtf.
One major factor that keeps me alive in that place is the great friends that I have made there. Yup I'm sincerely glad that I've had the chance to befriend these people. They make my days all the more bearable and happier. ^^ (Walao first time using this emoticon, rare occasion indeed wtf) Needless to say, I <3 THEM! LOL. So if we all didn't get JPA and became classmates we wouldn't have had the opportunity to meet? Well, not neccesarily...
For one, I know that my room mate would be studying at where I would be studying too, at let's call it RAT College wtf. And the same course too! So chances are we would have met all the same. Same goes for another guy classmate Cintan LOLOL.
Plus my "WIFE"! She'd go to RAT too but for a different course... that doesn't mean we won't have any chances of interaction though! OK, the scenario in my mind is she and MY *cough cough* will have some progress since maklumlah they'll be seeing so much of each other at college being in the same course and all hahaha... sure they'll participate actively in all sorts of events together hahaha.. including eh eh ACCOUNTING NIGHT! Perhaps that would be the time when we would meet! HAHAHA! In short the world is small and if fate allowed it we would have met anyway... hehehehe right right???
Who else! I'm guessing "SO" would enrol in RAT too! Cos her bf is there ehehehe.... And many others since RAT is goddamn freakishly popular! One, it's easy to get in lol and its fees are relatively affordable I guess.
But too bad I won't be able to know V V W W! As she would be continuing her studies at another college hahaha... I 'heart' her too!
I don't know bout the others! Why suddenly I'm overdosing on exclamation marks wtf!
HAHAHA actually this post kinda pointless also I just wanted to get it out of my system hahaha... that fate works in mysterious ways or some deep crap like that lah lol. And I won't be losing out much if I didn't get the you-know-what lah. This post started off serious but ended up like this! Cos of my "wife" lah! LOL~
Shall end this before I further butcher your mind with my mindless crap! LOL~
What-could-have-beens, similar with what-ifs and if-onlys, would most of the time spark regret and induce a major load of sighing. And today, yours truly shall be bringing you back to what could have been if there wasn't any scholarship wtf.
One major factor that keeps me alive in that place is the great friends that I have made there. Yup I'm sincerely glad that I've had the chance to befriend these people. They make my days all the more bearable and happier. ^^ (Walao first time using this emoticon, rare occasion indeed wtf) Needless to say, I <3 THEM! LOL. So if we all didn't get JPA and became classmates we wouldn't have had the opportunity to meet? Well, not neccesarily...
For one, I know that my room mate would be studying at where I would be studying too, at let's call it RAT College wtf. And the same course too! So chances are we would have met all the same. Same goes for another guy classmate Cintan LOLOL.
Plus my "WIFE"! She'd go to RAT too but for a different course... that doesn't mean we won't have any chances of interaction though! OK, the scenario in my mind is she and MY *cough cough* will have some progress since maklumlah they'll be seeing so much of each other at college being in the same course and all hahaha... sure they'll participate actively in all sorts of events together hahaha.. including eh eh ACCOUNTING NIGHT! Perhaps that would be the time when we would meet! HAHAHA! In short the world is small and if fate allowed it we would have met anyway... hehehehe right right???
Who else! I'm guessing "SO" would enrol in RAT too! Cos her bf is there ehehehe.... And many others since RAT is goddamn freakishly popular! One, it's easy to get in lol and its fees are relatively affordable I guess.
But too bad I won't be able to know V V W W! As she would be continuing her studies at another college hahaha... I 'heart' her too!
I don't know bout the others! Why suddenly I'm overdosing on exclamation marks wtf!
HAHAHA actually this post kinda pointless also I just wanted to get it out of my system hahaha... that fate works in mysterious ways or some deep crap like that lah lol. And I won't be losing out much if I didn't get the you-know-what lah. This post started off serious but ended up like this! Cos of my "wife" lah! LOL~
Shall end this before I further butcher your mind with my mindless crap! LOL~
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
Abruptly Ended
Seriously fucked up stressed!!!!! To ponder over the next few weeks is enough to make the most optimistic person suicidal wtf. T_T. Am scared, tensed, petrified, stressed, mentally exhausted all rolled into one.
**
The fact that human beings have the ability to think, contemplate and mull over stuff may be a blessing an curse at the same time. BECAUSE, after the routine, after the running around, people start sitting down and think. About what? The age old fucked up question of "WHY THE FUCK DO I EXIST???"
Hobbes had a pretty straightforward answer for Calvin. "Because you were born."
Yeah, we are here because we were born. It could be as simple as that. But humans being humans with "advanced" grey matter, they are not content with just that answer. They think that there MUST be a REASON for their existence! If not why did they evolve from primitive Neanderthals to the modern supreme beings they are today?
Thus individuals will begin to search for the cause they are living for. Like "I live to have fun!" "God created me to fuck!" "I am here because I'm hot!" and so on and so forth. On a more serious note, basically ya lah people will start to wonder why do they exist on this vast planet called Earth.
With no thesis statement and topic sentences, this post seems to lead to nowhere wtf.
So anywayyy, me being a human too, I do the same and ask why the fuck am I here. Or more specifically, currently I wonder why the fuck am I studying what I'm studying at where I'm studying.
Sigh. The End.
Lazy to continue. Shall go eat dinner now.
**
The fact that human beings have the ability to think, contemplate and mull over stuff may be a blessing an curse at the same time. BECAUSE, after the routine, after the running around, people start sitting down and think. About what? The age old fucked up question of "WHY THE FUCK DO I EXIST???"
Hobbes had a pretty straightforward answer for Calvin. "Because you were born."
Yeah, we are here because we were born. It could be as simple as that. But humans being humans with "advanced" grey matter, they are not content with just that answer. They think that there MUST be a REASON for their existence! If not why did they evolve from primitive Neanderthals to the modern supreme beings they are today?
Thus individuals will begin to search for the cause they are living for. Like "I live to have fun!" "God created me to fuck!" "I am here because I'm hot!" and so on and so forth. On a more serious note, basically ya lah people will start to wonder why do they exist on this vast planet called Earth.
With no thesis statement and topic sentences, this post seems to lead to nowhere wtf.
So anywayyy, me being a human too, I do the same and ask why the fuck am I here. Or more specifically, currently I wonder why the fuck am I studying what I'm studying at where I'm studying.
Sigh. The End.
Lazy to continue. Shall go eat dinner now.
Sunday, April 06, 2008
Childhood Trauma
So today when I was bathing right, somehow a reserved memory sufaced in my mind... more like traumatic memory...
This happened a long time ago, when I was still an innocent wide-eyed adorable girl...
My dad just came out of the bathroom dripping wet (wrapped in towel duh), but there was still the sound of someone showering in it...
That time I was looking for my mother, so innocently I asked my dad: "Mummy leh?"
Dad:"She's bathing..." *points to the bathroom he JUST CAME OUT FROM*
Instant thought?
Oh. My. God. I. should. have. known. better.
For those who've met my parents, please DO NOT conjure up images of them bathing together!!!
Highly disturbing. God knows why I had to recall this. -_-
This happened a long time ago, when I was still an innocent wide-eyed adorable girl...
My dad just came out of the bathroom dripping wet (wrapped in towel duh), but there was still the sound of someone showering in it...
That time I was looking for my mother, so innocently I asked my dad: "Mummy leh?"
Dad:"She's bathing..." *points to the bathroom he JUST CAME OUT FROM*
Instant thought?
Oh. My. God. I. should. have. known. better.
For those who've met my parents, please DO NOT conjure up images of them bathing together!!!
Highly disturbing. God knows why I had to recall this. -_-
Saturday, April 05, 2008
ZOMG I is Fail
Heehee made further changes to my header!!! ZOMG it looks fucking cool can???
I can't believe I spent precious hours customising my blog that nobody even reads! It's already 2.40 pm wtf! Am I a failure or am I a failure! But it did give me satisfaction yo!
p/s: Hopefully my friend is not down with dengue eh! Fast fast get well and come back to college (@ hell hole) wei~
I can't believe I spent precious hours customising my blog that nobody even reads! It's already 2.40 pm wtf! Am I a failure or am I a failure! But it did give me satisfaction yo!
p/s: Hopefully my friend is not down with dengue eh! Fast fast get well and come back to college (@ hell hole) wei~
Friday, April 04, 2008
She Woke Up From a Dream
She woke up from a dream, and the day was still bright although it was night.
The dream she couldn't recall, but it didn't give her any fright.
Still dazed and groggy, she got up from bed,
and looked into the mirror to see her eyes red.
Despite that, she felt unusually fine,
like she just downed a glass of great wine.
And so she put on a sun dress and a great smile,
thinking that going out on such a day would be worthwhile.
Out on the streets everything seemed perfect,
The weather amazing and the congeniality of people was neither forced nor fake.
There was no pollution, there were no worries,
Only her thinking about making potpourris.
She tripped and she hopped,
blithely, she tripped and she hopped.
Reaching the end of the street, she stopped.
Pondering on where to go, she couldn't decide on a stop.
Even on a perfect day like this,
where nothing was amiss,
she realised... that she had nowhere to go.
Suddenly she felt empty, and cold.
She woke up from a dream,
Dazed and groggy, she wanted to scream.
The dream she couldn't recall, but it didn't give her any fright.
Still dazed and groggy, she got up from bed,
and looked into the mirror to see her eyes red.
Despite that, she felt unusually fine,
like she just downed a glass of great wine.
And so she put on a sun dress and a great smile,
thinking that going out on such a day would be worthwhile.
Out on the streets everything seemed perfect,
The weather amazing and the congeniality of people was neither forced nor fake.
There was no pollution, there were no worries,
Only her thinking about making potpourris.
She tripped and she hopped,
blithely, she tripped and she hopped.
Reaching the end of the street, she stopped.
Pondering on where to go, she couldn't decide on a stop.
Even on a perfect day like this,
where nothing was amiss,
she realised... that she had nowhere to go.
Suddenly she felt empty, and cold.
She woke up from a dream,
Dazed and groggy, she wanted to scream.
Kickass Layout
Was kinda down but am feeling better cos I played around with layout and voila! It's freakin AWESOME!!!!
I mean just take time to appreciate the header man... it's Gee in action! Are you affected by the spirit of rock 'n' roll yet huh huh??? And the kickass guy with the guitar could be Ray, judging by his hair, or it could be Frank! Judging by his tattoos haha... OMG one just wanna abandon all responsibilities and ROCK with them woot!!!
I also adjusted the width of the body cos it was a little too narow for my liking. Made subtle changes to the font, and changed my blog title too. Now, instead of the self-indulgent and wordy (but still kickass) title, you get the one word-7 syllables title that just sums it all up. Am retaining my profile cos it still rings true.
Le sigh, take time to appreciate it... again I should have done this earlier -_-...
I mean just take time to appreciate the header man... it's Gee in action! Are you affected by the spirit of rock 'n' roll yet huh huh??? And the kickass guy with the guitar could be Ray, judging by his hair, or it could be Frank! Judging by his tattoos haha... OMG one just wanna abandon all responsibilities and ROCK with them woot!!!
I also adjusted the width of the body cos it was a little too narow for my liking. Made subtle changes to the font, and changed my blog title too. Now, instead of the self-indulgent and wordy (but still kickass) title, you get the one word-7 syllables title that just sums it all up. Am retaining my profile cos it still rings true.
Le sigh, take time to appreciate it... again I should have done this earlier -_-...
Monday, March 31, 2008
Updated
*cracks knuckles*
Apparently someone asked me to update hahaha. What lah now that I unintentionally let people discover my pathetic blog (haih) I shall be prudent in what I post!
(Read: Actually have nothing to blog about but die die wanna give some crappy excuse not to blog)
So now you know lah what goes on in my mind... DAMN LOT OF CURSING LOLOL. Well, not really lah I'm still very prim and proper one wahahaha... You believe me right right???
Apparently someone asked me to update hahaha. What lah now that I unintentionally let people discover my pathetic blog (haih) I shall be prudent in what I post!
(Read: Actually have nothing to blog about but die die wanna give some crappy excuse not to blog)
So now you know lah what goes on in my mind... DAMN LOT OF CURSING LOLOL. Well, not really lah I'm still very prim and proper one wahahaha... You believe me right right???
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Menses of the Nose
I wasn't familiar with the term "bag lady", till I became one. HAHAHAHA.
I is bag lady. LOL. I tell you I really looked and felt like a bag lady today, hence the frequent appearance of the sentence " I is bag lady " in mah mind.
Apart from that wtf, today I woke up with blood caked in my hair. -_________-.
Apparently I experienced a major case of nose bleed while unconscious (read: sleeping like a pig due to late night ventures to strip clubs <- I wish -_-) on my bed. I was woken up by the alarm clock (I think, or maybe it was my body waking up due to the shock caused by blood loss WTF) and felt something amiss wtf. You know lah the feeling when there's dry blood on your skin. Now just imagine that stream of dry blood CAKED (can't figure out a more appropriate word) along your left cheek.
I saw the pool of blood on my pillow case and I kinda figure out what happened. Still in shock, also unsure of the time since I was unaware whether the alarm clock rang or not, I went to the bathroom to inspect the damage wtf.
I LOOKED LIKE A FREAKING WAR VICTIM. Er, ok lah maybe that's an exaggeration wtf but this is the first time I experienced a case of major nose bleed while asleep. And my pillow looked like a freaking pillow of a war victim wtf. No kidding wtf.
The metallic smell of blood kept lingering when I washed my hair. It seemed to me that the blood just kept sticking to my hair wtf. Damn unsettling lor can wtf.
Then I went to college looking like a bag lady wtf. The end.
I blogged a post about nose bleed wtf -____-. My life is god damn interesting la can.
p/s: Hope can hand in draft tomorrow! Gambate add oil add sugar add salt wtf.
I is bag lady. LOL. I tell you I really looked and felt like a bag lady today, hence the frequent appearance of the sentence " I is bag lady " in mah mind.
Apart from that wtf, today I woke up with blood caked in my hair. -_________-.
Apparently I experienced a major case of nose bleed while unconscious (read: sleeping like a pig due to late night ventures to strip clubs <- I wish -_-) on my bed. I was woken up by the alarm clock (I think, or maybe it was my body waking up due to the shock caused by blood loss WTF) and felt something amiss wtf. You know lah the feeling when there's dry blood on your skin. Now just imagine that stream of dry blood CAKED (can't figure out a more appropriate word) along your left cheek.
I saw the pool of blood on my pillow case and I kinda figure out what happened. Still in shock, also unsure of the time since I was unaware whether the alarm clock rang or not, I went to the bathroom to inspect the damage wtf.
I LOOKED LIKE A FREAKING WAR VICTIM. Er, ok lah maybe that's an exaggeration wtf but this is the first time I experienced a case of major nose bleed while asleep. And my pillow looked like a freaking pillow of a war victim wtf. No kidding wtf.
The metallic smell of blood kept lingering when I washed my hair. It seemed to me that the blood just kept sticking to my hair wtf. Damn unsettling lor can wtf.
Then I went to college looking like a bag lady wtf. The end.
I blogged a post about nose bleed wtf -____-. My life is god damn interesting la can.
p/s: Hope can hand in draft tomorrow! Gambate add oil add sugar add salt wtf.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Dai Sei / Masochist
I am SOOOOO god damn sleepy right now! But I can't sleep! Cos have to finish mah god damn draft!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARGH SOMEBODY! KILL ME! Sooooooooo sleepyyyyyyyyyyyy..... T_T Wanna pengsan edi wtf.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Do You Feeeeel My Desperado-ness
I AM DESPERATE!!!!!!!!!!!! *FOAMS AT MOUTH*
SO SO SO DESPERATE I TELL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I know lah I only have myself to blame hehehehehehe...
I've gone crazy I tell you! CUCKOO! CUCKOO!
WTF.
SO SO SO DESPERATE I TELL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I know lah I only have myself to blame hehehehehehe...
I've gone crazy I tell you! CUCKOO! CUCKOO!
WTF.
Yo Who's Your Mama Now Huh? (LAME)
Today is Sunday. Stating the obvious, duh. Mah point is today I have to go back to Subang... T_T.
And being the queen slacker that I am, I did just a teensy weensy part of my draft. Great. May I hear some applause please? I have like 5? hours to finish it. HAHA. I'm not kidding myself. I know I won't get it done by then. I just KNOW that I'll be handing in some half ass crap excuse of a draft. What a good student am I.
Aiya don't care edi lah just finish this shit only lah. (Me likey this sentence as it shows appropriate amount of I-don't-give-a-fuck-ness and attitude, no?)
Till then. Toodles.
And being the queen slacker that I am, I did just a teensy weensy part of my draft. Great. May I hear some applause please? I have like 5? hours to finish it. HAHA. I'm not kidding myself. I know I won't get it done by then. I just KNOW that I'll be handing in some half ass crap excuse of a draft. What a good student am I.
Aiya don't care edi lah just finish this shit only lah. (Me likey this sentence as it shows appropriate amount of I-don't-give-a-fuck-ness and attitude, no?)
Till then. Toodles.
The One Where I Thought I Was A Lion WTF
I deserve a freakin' award for being the mother of all slackers!!!!!!! ROARRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!
I shalt not sleep tonight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!
Semangat or not I ask you?? LOLOLOL.
This is just to mask the fact that I'm DEAD. DEAD, I tell you. Wtf.
I shall whine more bout this scholar crap!
Others would think," Aww, you people are so lucky that you got scholarships and now you're whining??? Count your blessings ok!! I/My son/My daughter/My niece/My dog's friend's owner's boss' daughter/You get the fuckin' drift didn't get any ok!!! We have to PAY for our OWN FREAKIN' EDUCATION!!!! AND YOU'RE WHINING??? YOU USELESS PIECES OF UNGRATEFUL CRAP!!! "
Well I can't argue with you that we were "lucky" to be selected... but lo and behold... life as a scholar SUCKS. THE GRASS IS NOT ALWAYS GREENER ON THE OTHER SIDE WTF.
Imagine, constantly being reminded that you're fuckin' scholars, that you HAVE to get good results, that you ARE supposed to get fuckin' straight As, that you're are supposed to be BETTER than the private students goddamnit. And when you perform LIKE an average student, you feel like CRAP cos your lecturer keeps on comparing you to the private students.
"You guys are SCHOLARS (FOR FUCK'S SAKE)!" Like we're supposed to be superior like that. Like we are geniuses like that wor. Granted, some may be geniuses wtf. But WTF we are human beings also ok stop treating us like fucking aliens. (And the reason why we got so many As in SPM is cos we MEMORISED KAO2 WTF. Well, in my case lar hehe) We have feelings too ok. MCHCCB. And contrary to popular belief, we don't devour books 24/7! (My class lor at least) We are normal beings who wanna have fun and enjoy our college life!!!!!!!!! YOU HEAR THAT MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!!!!!! ROARRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!! (Wah damn gek dong wtf)
There's ALWAYS the pressure to perform well, cos if you don't, your freakin' scholarship gets taken back! Oh that's fine with me actually I don't want it anyway (eh that rhymes wtf) but we have to pay them back if we don't meet their requirements -________- or if we break any rules in the contract whatever lah. I HATE THE WORD SCHOLAR I HATE BEING LABELLED AS ONE. ROARRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!
"You have to get good results, otherwise you'll lose your scholarship bla bla BLA..."
ARGH JUST KILL ME JUST TAKE A FUCKING GUN AND KILL ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
p/s: And this is why I don't reveal my blog to my friends LOLOLOLOL damn emo sumore so foul wtf. Actually I'm very demure one in person BWAHAHAHAHAHA. Up to you whether you believe or not lah hahaha...
I shalt not sleep tonight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!
Semangat or not I ask you?? LOLOLOL.
This is just to mask the fact that I'm DEAD. DEAD, I tell you. Wtf.
I shall whine more bout this scholar crap!
Others would think," Aww, you people are so lucky that you got scholarships and now you're whining??? Count your blessings ok!! I/My son/My daughter/My niece/My dog's friend's owner's boss' daughter/You get the fuckin' drift didn't get any ok!!! We have to PAY for our OWN FREAKIN' EDUCATION!!!! AND YOU'RE WHINING??? YOU USELESS PIECES OF UNGRATEFUL CRAP!!! "
Well I can't argue with you that we were "lucky" to be selected... but lo and behold... life as a scholar SUCKS. THE GRASS IS NOT ALWAYS GREENER ON THE OTHER SIDE WTF.
Imagine, constantly being reminded that you're fuckin' scholars, that you HAVE to get good results, that you ARE supposed to get fuckin' straight As, that you're are supposed to be BETTER than the private students goddamnit. And when you perform LIKE an average student, you feel like CRAP cos your lecturer keeps on comparing you to the private students.
"You guys are SCHOLARS (FOR FUCK'S SAKE)!" Like we're supposed to be superior like that. Like we are geniuses like that wor. Granted, some may be geniuses wtf. But WTF we are human beings also ok stop treating us like fucking aliens. (And the reason why we got so many As in SPM is cos we MEMORISED KAO2 WTF. Well, in my case lar hehe) We have feelings too ok. MCHCCB. And contrary to popular belief, we don't devour books 24/7! (My class lor at least) We are normal beings who wanna have fun and enjoy our college life!!!!!!!!! YOU HEAR THAT MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!!!!!! ROARRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!! (Wah damn gek dong wtf)
There's ALWAYS the pressure to perform well, cos if you don't, your freakin' scholarship gets taken back! Oh that's fine with me actually I don't want it anyway (eh that rhymes wtf) but we have to pay them back if we don't meet their requirements -________- or if we break any rules in the contract whatever lah. I HATE THE WORD SCHOLAR I HATE BEING LABELLED AS ONE. ROARRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!
"You have to get good results, otherwise you'll lose your scholarship bla bla BLA..."
ARGH JUST KILL ME JUST TAKE A FUCKING GUN AND KILL ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
p/s: And this is why I don't reveal my blog to my friends LOLOLOLOL damn emo sumore so foul wtf. Actually I'm very demure one in person BWAHAHAHAHAHA. Up to you whether you believe or not lah hahaha...
Friday, March 14, 2008
Horton Hears A Who vs. The Mist
Hmmm.. not really sure what to blog about now...
But anyway yesterday went to watch Horton Hears A Who with mah best friend... it was pretty enjoyable, till it got to the part where the kangaroo bitch convinced everyone to cage Horton and boil the freaking clover in dunno-what oil. The scene so god damn reminded me of The Mist, which my bros & I watched the day before on my bro's PC.
The Mist was about some fucked up military experiment that opened up the doors of another dimension to our world. Something like that lah I didn't catch the beginning. And there were this group of people trapped in a supermarket. These creatures from the other dimension were pretty... I don't have other words to describe them except for er.. fucked up wtf... pardon me haven't been articulate and never will be wtf...
At least that's what we thought it was about till this preachy bitch started yapping her trap. She'd say that this was God's punishment bla bla bla and there'll be blood bla bla bla all those biblical crap lah. And when blood was shed, some people started to actually believe her. Desperate times bring out the worst in people. More and more people listened to her crap and the bitch really thought she was God's messenger or what. So there we knew, that this movie was also about "religious zealots" as my bro put it.
It got to a point where a military guy got stabbed thrice, was carried away, screaming like a wounded animal, to outside the supermarket where he was finally devoured by a huge ass creature from the other dimension. Because all this was supposedly all HIS fault and his blood had to be shed. Because all the crap believers listened to her every word and got mindfucked. When the people with their minds and conscience still intact knew that he wasn't to be blame, and sacrificing him wouldn't do anyone any good.
I tell you, when the guy was stabbed and the blossom of blood slowly expanded on his shirt, it was disturbing. One could literally feel his pain. The injustice! The insanity! The barbarism! WTF??? WTF is wrong with these people???? The guy was screaming and screeching in pain OMG . And when they cheered and carried him away, he was writhing and screaming and SCREAMING. OMG one couldn't bear to look on. It was highly disturbing, to say the least.
And the scene when Horton was tied and forced into a cage... when everyone was listening to the kangaroo bitch.. when everyone was taunting and shouting, reminded me so god damn much of that scene. It was supposed to be a kid's movie, but the message the two movies conveyed had similarities.
"DON'T LISTEN TO FUCKED UP BITCHES WHO ALWAYS THINK THEY'RE RIGHT AND YOU'RE WRONG!!!!!!"
"ONE'S FUCKED UP THINKING MAY LEAD TO THE SACRIFICE OF INNOCENT LIVES!!!!"
And so on and so forth.
But of course since "Horton" is supposed to UMUM and watched by innocent wide-eyed kids, the ending was different. In the end everyone found out that there WERE living beings on the clover and stopped all their 'let's burn the witch on the stake' actions. The kangaroo repented and helped to shade the clover (pffft like that's any use wtf) to the top of Mt Nool where it's the safest for the Who's. Happy ending the end wtf.
The moral of the story was supposed to be "a person's a person, no matter how small" or something like that lah. But now we all know what it's REALLY about huh... all thanks to me wtf.
There was also this subplot about Jojo, the mayor's son who felt misunderstood and was afraid to disappoint his Dad. Sigh could so relate to that. He sorta saved the day. Sigh I wish I could relate to that wtf.
By the way, why were both troublemakers in both movies FEMALES??? Wtf is that supposed to mean? That bitches are more convincing? That bitches are more fucked up and should be burnt on stakes? Hmmm...
But anyway yesterday went to watch Horton Hears A Who with mah best friend... it was pretty enjoyable, till it got to the part where the kangaroo bitch convinced everyone to cage Horton and boil the freaking clover in dunno-what oil. The scene so god damn reminded me of The Mist, which my bros & I watched the day before on my bro's PC.
The Mist was about some fucked up military experiment that opened up the doors of another dimension to our world. Something like that lah I didn't catch the beginning. And there were this group of people trapped in a supermarket. These creatures from the other dimension were pretty... I don't have other words to describe them except for er.. fucked up wtf... pardon me haven't been articulate and never will be wtf...
At least that's what we thought it was about till this preachy bitch started yapping her trap. She'd say that this was God's punishment bla bla bla and there'll be blood bla bla bla all those biblical crap lah. And when blood was shed, some people started to actually believe her. Desperate times bring out the worst in people. More and more people listened to her crap and the bitch really thought she was God's messenger or what. So there we knew, that this movie was also about "religious zealots" as my bro put it.
It got to a point where a military guy got stabbed thrice, was carried away, screaming like a wounded animal, to outside the supermarket where he was finally devoured by a huge ass creature from the other dimension. Because all this was supposedly all HIS fault and his blood had to be shed. Because all the crap believers listened to her every word and got mindfucked. When the people with their minds and conscience still intact knew that he wasn't to be blame, and sacrificing him wouldn't do anyone any good.
I tell you, when the guy was stabbed and the blossom of blood slowly expanded on his shirt, it was disturbing. One could literally feel his pain. The injustice! The insanity! The barbarism! WTF??? WTF is wrong with these people???? The guy was screaming and screeching in pain OMG . And when they cheered and carried him away, he was writhing and screaming and SCREAMING. OMG one couldn't bear to look on. It was highly disturbing, to say the least.
And the scene when Horton was tied and forced into a cage... when everyone was listening to the kangaroo bitch.. when everyone was taunting and shouting, reminded me so god damn much of that scene. It was supposed to be a kid's movie, but the message the two movies conveyed had similarities.
"DON'T LISTEN TO FUCKED UP BITCHES WHO ALWAYS THINK THEY'RE RIGHT AND YOU'RE WRONG!!!!!!"
"ONE'S FUCKED UP THINKING MAY LEAD TO THE SACRIFICE OF INNOCENT LIVES!!!!"
And so on and so forth.
But of course since "Horton" is supposed to UMUM and watched by innocent wide-eyed kids, the ending was different. In the end everyone found out that there WERE living beings on the clover and stopped all their 'let's burn the witch on the stake' actions. The kangaroo repented and helped to shade the clover (pffft like that's any use wtf) to the top of Mt Nool where it's the safest for the Who's. Happy ending the end wtf.
The moral of the story was supposed to be "a person's a person, no matter how small" or something like that lah. But now we all know what it's REALLY about huh... all thanks to me wtf.
There was also this subplot about Jojo, the mayor's son who felt misunderstood and was afraid to disappoint his Dad. Sigh could so relate to that. He sorta saved the day. Sigh I wish I could relate to that wtf.
By the way, why were both troublemakers in both movies FEMALES??? Wtf is that supposed to mean? That bitches are more convincing? That bitches are more fucked up and should be burnt on stakes? Hmmm...
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
3 Sentences
OMG all I wanna do is lie on my bed with my laptop and play kiddy online games like CHUZZLE all day long!!!!
Again I don't have to earn a lot of money to do that right??? All I need is enough money to buy food and rent a place wtf.
Again I don't have to earn a lot of money to do that right??? All I need is enough money to buy food and rent a place wtf.
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