Tuesday, July 20, 2004
It has been very long since i blogged.
Many factors and obstacles have been blocking me, holding me back from blogging.
Its like the god of the internet does not want me to blog. I know that is just a lame excuse. But like everything else, life is but a lame excuse to live, you know what i mean.
The internet in my house is shut down, stupid virus. Everytime i try going onto the internet, the computer has an immediate shutdown of 20 seconds. No matter what i press, it still shuts down. My auntie corrine told me that it some kind of worm virus thats attacking all windows XP computers. I hate those computer freaks, although its a good way to make money, by making up viruses and unleashing it on the net, while maknig up antidotes to kill these viruses and sell it to those big time firms, but what about us lowly people, who use the net and do not have the type of money to buy the anti-virus. Its god- bedamn irritating.
Anyways, the teacher's- parent meeting with LMT was urgh, disgusting. That two-faced bitch.
She wrote such nice things about me in my report book but all this crap comes out of her mouth when she meets the enul and my auntie. Oh yeah, my auntie came down that day because she and the enul were going shopping later on. Whats-her-face (A.K.A. LMT) had mistaken my auntie for my mother. I had to explain it to her that the enul, the filipino is my mother and the chinese woman is my auntie. One of my classmates had actually mistaken them to being lesbians. I was so shocked when i heard that word come out of her mouth (don't wish to disclose my friends name). Anyways, the LMT had sent me away for ten minutes because she wanted to talk to the enul alone, so i did. I came back after ten minutes, when LMT, the worm, started doing that whining thing she likes to do. The " Chris ah! Why you never tell me your mother is a filipino ah. And why you never tell me you went to America for a few years." (in a very, very cheena voice, the type where all the sound comes out partially by the nose and the back of the throat, making this very high- pitch sound. Try it.)
I mean, is it really that important that i didn't tell you that the enul is a filipino, or that i went to america when i was young. Is that suppose to pose a very impact on your municipal live. I mean, just because your my home tutor, doesn't mean that i have to pour out every single detail of my life to you. I don't even trust you.
My chinese teacher came down and started to tell the enul of the ways that i can improve my chinese. All of that crap i heard before, tried it before, and it doesn't work. But guess what, the enul sucked up every single thing my chinese teacher said and now i'm FORCED to read a chinese news paper every week. I'd rather dig my eyeballs out with a plastic spoon.
Afterwards at dinner, i find out what LMT said to the enul during my ten minute absence from the scene. It seems that LMT is a bit concerned with my forwardness in class. Well i can be very forward when people do things that i don't like or if i'm very irritated. Well LMT, said the incident about when she asked me to go sweep the classroom floor. This is how it goes.
It was a rainy day, (U.I. I hate rainy days, they seem to get me really depressed.) it was during SRP, silent reading period. Whats-her-face had asked me to sweep the floor, (you might now think, how is it that sweeping the floor can be blown to such proportions that that bitch might remember to even mention it during that parent-teacher meeting, well its not the request iwas ticked about, it was the way she asked me.) LMT says," Chris ah! The floor very dirty ah, can go sweep or not. Haiyah you all ah, always litter must learn to take care of the classroom." ( Here we see what she says, but you might say that its not rude, the way she asked you to sweep the floor, although she didn't even say please. What you don't see is the action that precedes the asking) LMT says, while swipping my arm hard with a fast swish of the palm, piack, (it hurt!) " Chris ah! The floor very dirty ah, can go sweep or not..."
I have a lot of tolerance for people in general, a whole lot of patience with everybody, a lot of people who know me, know that i exercise a WHOLE lot of patience. This can be seen with my patience with Syahirah, who has until now, still owes me $50. If you were in my shoes, after waiting for seven months for a measly $150, you would have gone after her with an axe, with the intention of carving large U.O.ME.'s onto her flesh. Well so, i ignored her rudeness. My blood level is like neck high already, but i tell myself she is a teacher, have patience and she'll just forget all about you. At this time i'm sweeping the floor, until i hear her say," Chris ah! Can you faster sweep or not! You very slow, ah!" That did it.
I snapped back at her face," How fast you want!" Of course, she was shocked. What kind of attitude is that for a teacher, if you were in my place, what would you do, i expect retort the same thing back to her face, right?
I hate that woman, she makes me cringe everytime i see her. She is a walking fashion disaster. She wears these one piece suits that has a main colour of yellow, with stripies of blue, green and some other colour, i think grey, ewwww!!!!
Its time for literature, i better go, its nice to let go. Though i need to blog more often. Bye.
deadnessmaster live again at 10:22 AM
Sunday, July 04, 2004
Sorry it has been this long since i blogged.
The enul punished me and Clement from using the computer and the playstation for the rest of the month of June because we forgot to turn on her bloody washing machine while she was away, anyways that is old news. I just wrote finished a play with my friend its called 'Dessert'. Have i told you all how it goes? Well anyways, its good to put in this small entry after such a long period of absence, the mid-years are over, i screwed them up, i'm so disappointed with myself. I studied for the whole week before the mid-years, eight hours every day and sunday, i studied a total of twelve hours straight. But looking at my lit paper i really screwed it up the wall, i just hope to get an 'a' level pass. Bloody screwed it up...
I'm seventeen already, seventeen years old, i've come along way, survived through many of life's tribulations to give up now. now i study 6 hours a day thats not including homework time, my reason for going through a three year course is that in the end i want to go to university and study psychology 101. My goal, that is IF i live long enough to get there that is.
deadnessmaster live again at 5:23 PM