post #237.

moral of the story: bochup.

school has been pretty hectic. no, i mean not pretty hectic. VERY HECTIC. thr are tests every week! omg. first was maths. that one was okay-ly done. 5-6 marks of careless. i ought to go bang myself on the wall. then was chemistry. if im lucky i will be able to pass i guess. im not too sureeeee but heck that first. the results arent out yet. then thr was this DE test. seriously i had a big big big big GIANTIC mental block that day. cant solve a single shit. FUCK THE TEST SERIOUSLY. i think i will score probably a 3? if im lucky. and this coming friday will be PHYSICS. one of my lousiest subject. damn. 5 chapters to be test: DC circuit, thermal physics, circular motion, gravitation and simple harmonic motion. seriously, ALL THESE TOPICS I HAVENT BEEN LISTENING. because either i have forgotten, or the lecturer is talking to himself (ie in the case of dcc) or its too cheem for me to understand (this falls into the category of everything, because my skull is too thick).

i swear, every tutorial and lecture i have been looking more and more and more and more and MORE at the clock. roughly about 5min/look. can tell how much i hate being in lectures and tutorials? lol. i dont mind studying. i just mind the tests and homework and the stress and etc etc. plus, i have a theory paper during march, first saturday of the school holidays. damn. IM PRAYING HARD THAT I WILL PASS. i shall be doing my practice papers diligently and not anyhow anyhow scribble one answer down thr and wait for my cher to go through. yes, i want to be a good girl. but the melody writing part sucks. hello im not a composer or smth i cant compose a nice rhythm just like that. DONT LAUGH AT MY RIDICULOUS MELODY (im directing this comment to the examiners).

i've gotten, FAT. i gained like 2kg since last year when i took my height and weight. and apparently the height indicator has smth wrong because i thought i grew taller by a bit. but i didnt. you know why, because the height indicator thr has a stupid hole at the legs thr. MAKES ME SHORT. okay, so in conclusion, IM NOT SHORT. THE FLOOR IS UNEVEN. and my weight. DISASTROUS. i need to LOSE WEIGHT. like seriously. i need to lose weight. im pretty serious about this now. im not going to let myself become SO FAT and then start regretting later and trying to exercise like mad to lose all those fatty meat on me. before the fatty meat starts to accumulate more, i shall just get rid of it first. the sit up with heavy medicine ball works. i had muscle ache for 2 days after that. GOOD I LOVE THIS. so i shall go steal my brothers' weight and use them to train situps. cool (Y) and the fatty meat on my thighs, im so going to say byebye to you guys. i wont miss you. so dont come back okay.

oh ya oh ya, jurong superbowl has a pet shop, and thrs a black dog inside! SOOOOOOOO CUTE. when it sees me it will sniff sniff sniff and then lick my hand, AND THEN STAND UP ON ITS HIND LEGS AND PAW PAW WITH ME (L) then i will be like AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. then i will keep on *ahem* molesting it. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. i will be looking forward to my volunteering shifts at the spca! :D and, the jj cat has gotten fatter.

j1s started school. and the j2s were complaining that the stupid j1s were koping up all the spaces in the canteen. think again. when we were j1s and starting school, arent we doing the same to our seniors? are we in any position to complain? i dont think so. so just shut up and find a seat.

thought a lot over these few days. no wonder the lines on my hands are like getting more and more complex. finally somethings became clear to me. like how this person or that person really is. my opinions have changed here and there and still, i continue to stand by my point on some other people. 2 morals of the story: 1. bochup (main important point) 2. just smile and act blur. though im not a perfect person myself, in fact im a big asshole, but im not as shitty as them.

suddenly i miss my job at taka. its a routine. wake up, bathe, mrt to taka, work work work, mrt home, sleep. no need to bother about anything else. and you get paid for stoning, cursing at the fucked up system and people most of the time. i dont have to bother about sales a lot because i dont get commisions. but it will be better if i get. its a few hundred bucks extra. MY SALES IS GOOD OKAY. and be alert, just dont get caught by your boss while eating snake. and keep a lookout for the big ass-ed baboon and the niao cashiers. seriously they are pathetic. with heels and still shorter than me. its a no-no (N). how would i love it if i were to go back as a customer and then i do this to them: HI EXCUSE ME CAN YOU HELP ME GET THAT ONE? *points to a product at the TOP shelf (when i actually can reach it myself, BECAUSE IM TALL)* and then brings it to cashier and i say OOPS SORRY I CHANGED MY MIND I DONT THINK I WANT THIS ANYMORE BYE. if they bs i can just complain to the customer service (Y) IM EVIL.

i can list down 10 good reasons to why being a feminist is good/guys suck. either one will do, though i prefer the latter.

better get back to my books before my mind shuts down for the day. bye.