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Since when has temasek polytechnic become a secondary school? Yesterday before my last paper, an anonymous person called my number. She didnt even have the courtesy to introduce herself and straight away started rambling.
I was like who and what the fcuk is this beach talking about and i had to ask her for her particulars. The tone of her voice pissed me off and it turns out that her name was some Mdm Tan whom i have never heard of and is supposedly my form teacher, since when the fcuk. Through my whole year in poly my form teacher has always been a Virginia Cheng. Impostor, i thought.
She spoke things that did not make sense, like "Ridhwan, your results have been very poor and not up to standard. You need to buck up" and guess what, she gave that helpful advice an hour before the commencement of my last paper. Beach, check the calender. And also "Your attendance has not been good, have you been skipping classes?", eh beach, you already say its not good still ask for fcuk?? And i still don't know who the fcuk is you!!
That was okay, but the worst thing happened the next day just awhile ago. That beach called my father and talked about school. Nobody, and i mean NOBODY talks about school with my parents. I don't know why the fcuk but school is more important to them than their children's aspirations and dreams.
Maybe some parents want us to achieve what they couldnt when they were younger. But isnt that narrow minded thinking? For some of you who got their parents support in whatever decision and reason, good for you. That is not my fate.
I mean i dont hate them or anything as they are the reason why i am here, but i just feel that sometimes they are the barriers to my happiness. My dream for now is to get out of this fcuking house asap and i promise i will not fcuking regret it if it comes true.
Woohoo ah. Just finished my exams yesterday ah. But i think i will have to resit 75% of them ah. But nevermind, when the time comes i'll just have to study again ah. The main thing is my holidays of 2 months have already started ah! =D
And why are my posts getting shorter and shorter ah? Lol ah. I think i'll write a more appropriate post next time ah. Hah ah.
Maybe i'll add some pics then!!
Hmm. Good deal.
SHE WAS ALIVE??
Pictures speak a thousand words.
In case you didn't know, the soccer guy is Peter Crouch and he is hella tall.
I don't know why, but these past few weeks i've been feeling very delusional about life. Everything seems like a dream to me. My mind keeps leaning towards the entertainment aspect of life. I have not been giving a flying fcuk about my priorities even though my conscious is fully functional.
Is this a normal feeling?
This. Is. Bad.
Seeing that only 9 hours is left for my next paper and my habit of staring into books have not vanished. My hopes of becoming a professor has faded into the oblivion..
Ahh, home sweet home. Just got home you sonamapeach! Anyways, me and 5 others had a ride in Lachtmen's car just now. Ya, he is a yellow triangle man; he just got his license yesterday. And the most exciting part was when the car started to literally dance on the main road eventhough the car was not fitted with hydraulics. Don't worry Lachtmen, people who saw that must think that you are kewwl with the double w.
RANDOM WARNING: Changi Village is dangerous, the He's over there got my heart racing. Please God, i want to remain straight T_T
Riding with fresh new triangle men/women is always exciting because there is an element of surprise. The other time with another dude, we almost banged into a lady who jumped out of the bushes suddenly causing him to jam brake and the car made a sharp swerve like a Tokyo Drift wannabe.
We decided to confront her but she immediately flew to the top of a tree. Actually we wanted to compliment her charming looks and cute white gown. She gave off a flowery scent too. We honestly had no intention of scolding her.
And also riding w/o license is teh sacks. (Not me!) It's fun but kids, dont try this at home. This is not across the causeway. Don't let me find out, i will definitely smack your dinggedingdongs until it shingelinglings.
Anyways, i felt guilty cos i betrayed my books today. I vow to study from now until the end of time so that i can pass my upcoming exams. Thank you every march and left right, left right, left right left.
Many local people tend to criticize our local talent in the field of music. For this topic, i am on the fence. Its true that the majority of kids here prefer mainstream and popular hits to underground tunes. We argue that local music lack 'successful' elements - such as quality, appeal or is just plain crap and CMI. In my opinion, I feel that it is impossible to define what music is, as music differs with each individual. If something is nice and pleasant to hear, then it is music to the ears.
In fact i listen to many genres of various origins, even local ones. However I am not going to persuade anyone to suit with my liking as i believe that everyone should find their personal taste. I would prefer to introduce a brand to someone and see if they like it rather than forcing them to conform.
Recently i discovered a genre called "S'pore comedy" by local bands. These songs are catered to S'poreans as much Singlish is used. The lyrics are humourous too!
The current song on my profile is a good example. Take a few mins off and listen to the song on my profile. Sit back and sip your 'kopi'. (The song is in Malay though.)
The medicine that the doc gave me was strong. Ive been in and out of reality for the past few nights and it feels great. I wished i could've stayed out and not come back to papa. This is because i havent even started focusing on my revision yet even though i am highly motivated to pass my exams.
Every evening, i will just lay my books out in front of me and just stare blankly into it for 3-4 hours, but then falling asleep later because of not doing anything benefitial. I dont know if its a psychological problem, but me and studying just dont quite get along with each other unlike me and your sister.
Alas, tomorrow will be the last day of school.. last?..
..Eh? Last day of school??? Serious ah
Damn, how come my mother never tell me sia!
K nevermind, back to topic.. ^_^ Eh, but fcuk you! There never was a topic in the first place. I forgot to put in a title for this post -___-
Anyways, i barely managed to pass all my coursework. Everything depends on the main test next week..
EH! NEXTWEEK?!
How come your father never tell me sia!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH..!!
Ill put on my study cap tomorrow and study like ive never studied before. The whole world's depending on me right now. & if i fail, so will the world.
So lend me your strength guys.. KameHAmeHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!
Well today, the 8th of Feb, is officially the craziest day of my life. I would have faced terrible consequences. Death included. Fortunately God willing, i made it through the day. I really should think more rationally now. And, many thanks for your help dude, though I had doubts about you; I wasn't sure whether you were trying to help me, or kill me. However it would have been impossible for me to make it alone. (^_^)
This might be my shortest post ever therefore it is short. (-_-)
Okay, now to prepare for my final presentation tomorrow!! (O_O)
Oh wait, lets recite this 'DIY yourself' poem together kids.. lol. (~_~)
This is cool shiet, Go ahead - invert it
Instead of Angels and Demons, You'll see Bagels and Lemons
Hey ill try, To lengthen this So dont cry, Im your sis
Poems are fun, So are birds Which berd? Berd birds
I don't know if you're reading this, but i just want to say that i love you.
Or maybe i don't. What do you call an affectionate feeling for someone for years? (2 years i think lol). Too bad its one sided. & no Shafiq sec 3, its not Amy. _|_(^_^)_|_
For this post, i'll name her 'chicky'.
This might be the first time im confiding about this chicky. Too bad this piece of sh!t can't respond (this blog). The reason why i cant confess is simply because that chicky is my friend -_- Jeng jeng jeng, makkau.
Okay, i feel all gay right now typing all this slimey stuff. I dont want my keyboard to get all sticky and also tak macho sia post ni bende but ill try to endure.
Basically i dont want to jeopardize things now. Its cliche when relationships sour and so does your friendship. Nevertheless, from time to time, i think about this chicky. I will be contented just to watch chicky laugh from afar. *Pa-pa-kek!*
But painfully and gradually the feeling vanishes. Distracted by other fake chickys might be the main cause, hmm. However, when i see that chicky again my energy comes back to life like drinking tongkat Ali. Magical chicky girl. lol.
Affairs of the heart makes one all vulnerable and at the same time a pillar of strength. Its like paying money to a drug peddler eventhough he overcharges you and you knew it, just because you need a dose to survive. I would be glad if i could get a dose everyday.
Luckily, there are gay friends to make love to me. Eg Bucktooth, Busok, Fireman, Trojan, Tuna Mayo all of you.
Ah damnit, thats enough for now me asswipes! I am going to sh!t from my mouth if this goes on. Ill not entertain questions from anyone. Thread closed. Haha
Time to have a breathing exercise and drink coffee! Yes ah!
Posing in front of a large durian we bought at discount from the market.
I have a few assignments to complete now, however i would like to spare a few minutes of my time writing this piece. So, lets talk bout sex today.
Haha.
But before that, lets look through the news. Everyday, conflicts of all sorts seem to take place. It is evident through political conflicts (eg war, rallies), differences of values (racism, debates) or a wounded pride. (I am not talking bout asian pride, or gay pride though. lol.)
You can even find conflict in works of art - Literature. You know the one where, "person vs person" or "person vs nature" or even "person vs animal"(?) bull.
Getting back on track, train goes "choo choo", where there is conflict, swords clashing go "ching ching", violence is not trailing far behind.
It would be a happy ending with fairies stealing milk teeth from children under pillows for their stew, if everyone in the world understood each other. No debates, no murders, say no to drugs. However fairies do not exist and so does a peaceful world. From what i see is going on around the world right now, i can safely say that the world is a fcuked up place.
Even a rational a mind, one can go bonkers if they keep burdens bottled up for too long. Who would expect say, a loving and successful man to erase his whole family including himself after losing all his physical possessions to the recent recession. Thats an extreme example of what when you have conflicts with yourself. This happened in the states.
At the end of the road, we are just mere humans who just don't understand humans..
Enough with all these conflicts, time for sex!!
And oh ya, Happy 19th Birthday *kepak kepak kebing kebing doong doong kedoong* (Jiran kat sebelah shouts, "tu bunyik orang kahwin bodoh!) Hidayah Jais. Best wishes with your mr postbox. ^_^
