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Thursday, April 3, 2008

Tell me which is the most assholic website in this whole entire, entire world? Blogger, of course. Like I wanted to add some colour to my blog by posting a few pictures but guess what? My fate says the otherwise.. and now Im so angry I could eat the manager of blogger. So anger aside. I had a brilliant day today, was fab. Except for the english part, which got me all the more bored. I mean um, comprehension? Yah riiigght.

I cannot wait to be out of secondary school actually. I cannot stand on how they disrespect us so much. I am not rubbish. In fact, i am a more than extra normal human being who has great parents and delicious stuffs, who sees more to live than just study and being treated like some chimpanzee-turn-human. I hate Mr Singh so much I wish he would just get hit by an aeroplane and like suffer coma for 98 years.. I think the reason as to his car-less self is because he's saving up money for his severe abnormal brain treatment. Dont get well any sooner.

Seriously, I do not see the point as to why some teachers have to compare us, Express students, to the Normal Academic students. What's worst is that a minority of these teachers actually dares to criticise and discriminate against the NA students in front of everyone. Can someone please tell what's so bad about being in a Normal Acad. stream? 30% of them are a step further from being labelled gone case, another 20% are just plain lazy to study though they know they can actually do it if they try hard enough, and 50% of them are just like the Express students, just that they need more time to catch up on things! And besides, teachers have no right or whatsoever to judge people from one stream to another stream. Honestly, really, call themselves teachers? A baboon in the zoo with the red butt would be more worthy of that!

Yes, I might be from an Express stream, and you guys might be thinking, 'what has NA students got to do with you' kind of thing.. But hey, I've got buddies in NA stream and Im sure they'll be offended too if someone, especially a teacher were to speak ill of them. So yes, I was really offended when the teachers came in my class and started to nag at us for behaving 'like a Normal Acad student'. Again, I do not see the need for those labellings. So, does that means that being labelled 'like an Express student' good? WHAT RUBBISH!

I think girls who are A size looks really weird trying to show off something they do not have apart from all that bones. Buy a push up or something if you badly want to show off some cleavage. Sorry, no offence. (:

Apology for the mundane post. Boyfy, I missed you like real much. Dont think negative baby. I begged you. I shall end my say. Take care, readers!





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