Sunday, May 11, 2008
It was a conversation filled with jokes. He called me a retard and i called him spastic. I told him spastic is worse than retard, meaning to say, he was worse than me. That's all it took to make him pissed. He started saying how bad it was for me to have said that. He used to volunteer for MINDS and he thought the kids there were wonderful. Of all people he did not expect such stuff to come out from me. To think that I'm teaching kids, it was not right for me to have said that. What would people think if they heard me say that? They would have thought i was bias. He kept going on and on and when i started to explain he told me to leave it....wtf? That was it...our conversation ended abruptly just like that.
Goodness i was sooo pissed. What the heck does he think man? Of course i respect such people. Am i that mean? I felt bad for a moment but i was more pissed. If you think i am that bad, then you don't know me at all. 4 years of friendship gone down the drain. You can't even take jokes. Maybe i might have made a mistake saying that but you sure as well took it to the next level. You seriously proved that you know nuts about me.
If my friend is being as ass my own flesh and blood was being worse. So annoying....i don't think i can stay in the same house with you any longer. Anyone renting house?.
I'm gonna bury myself in my books. 14th and 20th are my exams. I better start now....
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
When the day is young and i am feeling fresh, let me just pen down my thoughts. What i thought to be dead will now be awakened. Yes, i am talking about my blog. Why have i decided to give it life again? Cause i need to do it for the module Print media and Editing. Damn! What it basically means is go to my blog and keep updating it to improve on my writing skills. It's not a must, but i'd do anything to improve my writing. Anything. Even if it means i have to bring a dictionary along everywhere i go, i will. I don't wanna screw up this course.
Lecture was pretty good the day before. I believe that my lecturer is a French. Well he sounds like one at least. He has a really good body i swear. When he crosses his arm you could actually see his well defined muscles. He was not the way i pictured at all. I was expecting either a really young man or a really old man. He was someone in between. He had the looks of Kevin Costner. Definitely not eye candy though. Too old for my liking. However, unlike my previous useless lecturer, he made the lecture really fun. I don't recall the last time i actually laughed throughout a whole lecture. He told us to make it a habit to visit the BBC website and read the Straits Times everyday. I prefer watching the news rather than reading about it. However, i do not have a choice do i? I have to be current. I'll keep it short for today. Alright, before i leave..here's a ripoff line....Rocks and stones can break your bones, but words can really hurt.
Thursday, August 09, 2007
The manThe man who takes care of you,
So strong he stands
Always right by your side
Holding you by your hands
They gave up on you
You became so sad
You needed a shoulder to lean on
There was dad
He told you to pick yourself up
There's no need to cry
No matter how many times you fall
What matters is that you try
He gave you words of encouragement
Always made your day
At times you might be angry with him
Cause he always gets his way
Despite the arguments
Respect him you must
Cause he's always there for you
The one man you can trust
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Every time I listen to the song 'Single' by Natasha Beddingfield, I get reminded of my attachment. I am listening to it right now while typing this. My receiver used to be my companion during the crappy attachment. I was pretty much updated when it came to music during that period of time. And the most commonly played song was ‘Single’ be it any radio station I tuned to. I loved the song and still do. I love the fact that it brings back memories of my attachment.
Yes I hated my attachment, but the song just brings back memories of how I survived those days. Bittersweet memories I must say.
Attachment reminds me of Michael Spicer. I miss him. I really do. He helped me during the ordeal. Fought for my grades and gave me a good grade though my supervisor gave me shitty grades throughout. He was a great lecturer. He gave me his house number and did not mind me calling his house. He was genuinely concerned about me and even told my supervisor off. The look on her face was priceless. Every time he came over to the company, I felt like crying in relief. Felt like i had finally someone to talk to who could help me. There were only three people in the company, two supervisors(husband and wife) and myself. It sucked being in that place.
Yea I’m too emotional, I know. Circumstances were such. Those with me during that time know what kind of shit I was in. And I thank those for listening to me and giving me confidence. Don't think i forgot about it. Don’t think I could have survived without you peeps. Though it’s been 2 or 3 years, I felt like I should thank people and also blog about it for memory sake.
One day if you end up being a big boss in some big company, and you have attachment kids working under you, please treat them properly and make sure you don't exploit them. Just a kind request by a victim. Thanks.
Friday, June 08, 2007
Why do i always get this feeling that all the hairdressers are gossiping about me be it any salons i go to. Especially when they are chatting in a language u barely understand while cutting your hair. Its annoying. And it makes me feel insecure....lol. Am i the only one who feels this way?
Do most school librarians behave the same way. Rude and bitchy? Seems to me that they are the most hated people apart from dentists who clean your teeth as well as your pockets.
Bored at work. I swear i wish i was employed by MOE right now. I can get the same liberty as a teacher. I don't really need to come to school and yet i get paid. Cooped up in this room with no one to talk to. It's madness i'm telling you. And the constant staring at the computer screen is really affecting my eyes no matter how many breaks i take in the middle. Both the TA's are not here. Apart from chatting i have played pool, watched videos and even sang out loud, recorded my voice and cringe while listening to it. You name it i did it. Now i have ran out of ideas to entertain myself. I got to admit i miss the kids. I miss the noise they make. Miss the them running around. Miss having something to do. I used to think that it is cool getting paid for doing nothing. It's not cool at all. Not the least bit.
And for the thousandth time...I DON'T HAVE A BF AND I AM NOT INTERESTED IN HAVING ONE...or at least for now..lol..!!!...so 'people' stop asking me that question and stop telling me things i don't wanna hear.......sheesh.
Saturday, May 26, 2007
I hate sensor taps..i swear i do. I hate them cause they never seem to work when i am around. I can use all the taps and yet they will not work after umpteen tries. I could have walked out of the toilet with soap in my hands yesterday. Thank god for my fustration..i hit the mouth of the tap and it finally worked. This is not the first time i'm telling you. I hope i will never have to use another sensor tap. Imagine if u went somewhere and u had to shower using those dumb sensor taps. What will happen if u are done with soaping yourself and u need to wash urself off...and suddenly the dumb thing does not work. Saving water aside..i think saving ur pride is much more important.
Monday, May 21, 2007
Ok its not dead. Really, its still alive. It was in a coma thats all. I awoke it. It will never sleep. Unless i sleep that is..if u know what i mean.
Ok so here's the update. Met up with Sharifah, Ke Ying, Wan Teng, Heather, Cai ling, Janson, Nick, Stefen and Shih Han yesterday. It was pretty fun. Felt good to see them all again. I wanna try smoking sheesha now..thanks to someone for tempting me and showin me the pics...lol. Lets try it on our next meeting shall we?
For those two who just turned 23...please ah..old already..act ur age...dont think u are still 16..i know u do..lol..jk
Saw this real cute relief teacher. Got the chance to talk to him. Too bad i won't get to see him again...lol..its a rare sight in my school trust me.
Will make it a point to update my blog. Will try to..at least.....
