Friday, It’s That Imbecile
Happy [Belated] Birthday, Eunice!
Initially, I wanted to post this entry to patronise someone. Yah, a new person to get pissed off at everyday.
Monday, it?s that idiot. Tuesday, it?s that bimbo. Wednesday, it?s that shithead. Etcetra. Usually it?s just a passing thought, but today..
But then I decided not to. Why?
I realised that my bitching will not be heard by the person, and even though I confront the person, it?ll be like talking to a mosquito.
You tell it off, you smack it, but it just won?t get the hint and it?ll continue to suck your blood to annoy you. So isn?t best to leave the room and spray the best, most awesomeness invention of all; Baygon? I don?t know what Baygon is referred to in real life though, not yet. I?ll learn soon.
And I think excessive bitching is bad for the health.
I have to say though, people who think they?re deep when they?re not are loZers.
All they do is contradict themselves with their ?deep? statements [when they?re actually rambling nonsensical, long-winded words] and smack a label on themselves: ?high-class? You?re not ?high-class? when you self-proclaim it, it?s just sad man.
Being english-speaking doesn?t make you a rider on the ?high-class? wagon.
Sure, dislike the chinese language if you?re doing badly in it or unable to comprehend it well, but don?t loathe its origins or the people who speak it. That?s just plain arrogant.
The ‘high-class’ status doesn’t even exist unless you acknowledge it.
For God?s sake, show some respect.
There?s no existing equation of: Chinese-speaking people = The shit beneath my feet + I?m more high and mighty.
Any language they speak in does not affect or contribute to their character.
I have chinese-speaking friends who aren?t narrow-minded at all. There?s absolutely no link in connecting Chinese-speaking people to idiots.
These are the people whose worlds revolve around social status, money and fame.
Myopic and shallow views.
It really makes me cringe in disgust when they think being Eurasian, using money as if its of no value, wanting to pay for ?high-class fun? [if there even is such a thing. But apparently, it exists to them] and follow every single trend [yet insisting that they?re not being sheep] is the key to high social status.
It all boils down to prejudice and well, just plain stupidity/shallow-ness
These 2 factors just sums up to one word to describe their situation: Sad.
Now, THAT?S only a minuscule segment of what bitching I had in mind. I have so much more to share, but nah..
I?m so annoyed that I can squeeze the fluff out of 50 stress balls.
Ooo, stress balls. The smiley face ones which constantly remind me with their printed statement: It takes 17 muscles to smile and 43 muscles to frown!
Anyway, moving on to 3C?s adventures.
NAPFA lasted for 3 periods. It was one hell of fun 3 periods. All of us [well, the lazy ones] cheated for sit-ups, the most obvious station to cheat at. Aiyan and I did 15 or 16 sit-ups each, and doubled it. Ta dah, 30+ sit-ups each! Immediate A.
Cheated for standing broad jump. Erm, yikes. I can?t tolerate the fact that I can?t jump for nuts.
Everyone else is just prancing away with 2 meters between their prances and I can barely jump to half the distance.
So I cheated. Defying the value of TK: Integrity. Looks like I lack some, huh.
I helped Aiyan and Jaclyn cheat for their sit-and-reach.
Just like my inability to prance, their inability to stretch their arms parallels my weakness.
The difficulty was that when it came to Jaclyn?s turn aka my turn, Bal was sitting in between the sit-and-reach thingys.
His eyes were practically glued and ice-beam-frozen to the girls? queue, this exemplifies everyone?s statement of him being a pervert. HAH.
He barely glanced at the boy?s queu, so much that Paula helped the guys to cheat. Oh Bal.
So to avoid any misfortune, Jaclyn scratched her name out and put mine instead. Hahahahhahahahah.
It didn?t really matter though, my ponning sessions with Sarah and Aiyan has further erased his vague memory of me anyway.
Then afterwards, Jaclyn scracted my name off and wrote hers again. The guy checking the scores would be weirded out eh.
Anyway, somewhere in the middle of the NAPFA test, my nail broke?! Can?t pin-point when it broke, it just did.
But ouch, now I know how it feels to break a nail. It hurts like pouring acid onto your eyeballs, it bleeds internally too. Yuck, what a gross sight.
The way Jaclyn ran for her shuttle run kind of reminded me of how Navin would probably run.
Err.. A very angry Navin. Haha. Just joking.
Huanwen, as usual, has been slacking.
He emerged from his 6th and finaly round during the 2.4km run by strolling, his face looking as if he?ll murder anything that comes to his sight. Bal screamed at him, claiming that H.W had 5 minutes to complete his final round to pass, but he strolled all the way instead.
Aiyan snorted and said, ?Maybe he?s too sleepy to run.?
Err, it?s just me, but I laughed away at that joke. It?s ironic in a funny way, isn?t it? Too sleepy to run?
Then Bal yelled at him:
?I can CRAWL in 5 minutes!?
Then I had one of those Ally Mcbeal moments, guffawing to myself at the thought of Bal crawling.
I doubt he?d be able to crawl one round in 5 minutes. He?d start whining about the friction which will tear the hair off his legs halfway through.
2.4km run was.. Well, I won?t go into details. While running with Paula, I saw TX, and yelled across the assembly plaza, ?HI STAR LUMP!? but he didn?t hear. So I pretty much looked like a running goondu screaming about lumpy stars to thin air. Thanks.
During math, Vincent Tan suddenly [like, VERY suddenly] pounced onto Huanwen?s table, slamming it and yelling, ?HAH!?
His purpose was to wake Huanwen up [impossible task. He even sleeps when he stands] but it just ended making the entire class scream in shock and unison, except Oh Sleepy One, Huanwen.
I was like, ?AHHHH? when he did that, everyone else too. The entire classroom like, jumped.
But Huanwen merely lifted his head in a dying swan manner and stared at Vincent Tan with groggy eyes.
Christ.
I like the way Sarah has integrity and doesn?t cheat/lie. Well, not as often as the rest of us. I admire that.
Too bad it just takes so much energy to say no to the devil in you.