Thursday, September 29, 2011
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
A mother passing by her daughter's bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then she saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the bed. It was addressed, "Mom." With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands: Dear Mom: It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new boyfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you. I've been finding real passion with bob and he is so nice-even with all his piercings, tattoos, beard, and his motorcycle clothes. But it's not only the passion Mom, I'm pregnant and bob said that we will be very happy. He already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. He wants to have many more children with me and that's now one of my dreams too. bob taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and we'll be growing it for us and trading it with his friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so bob can get better; he sure deserves it!! Don't worry Mom, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to know your grand children. Your daughter, Jessy... PS: Mom, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbor's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that's in my desk center drawer. I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home...."
Monday, September 26, 2011
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Friday, September 16, 2011
OMG, the school counselor is super good. She says what she wants to say, but no in that annoying blunt way.
And she is totally unafraid to talk about herself. She was just like “I am in a good mood, because I am not PMSing.”
Oh, and apparently you are your true self when you PMS. So, our true self is bitchy and emotional at the same time? Okay….
I don’t think I PMS. But then again, many people who PMS think that they don’t. I mean like, I never know when 3rd factor is coming because I don’t PMS. At least, I think I don’t.
And sometimes I truly believe than men PMS more than women. Like, ahem ahem, some teachers. Haha, I think the problem is less of PMS than menopause with, ahem ahem, some other teachers.
Okay, this is getting really off topic. I started with the counselor, then somehow got to menopause. Enough.
I think we admire others’ beauty too much to have time to admire ourselves. In primary school, I envied those girls with the pretty long hair and nice figures. I just thought of myself as someone super ordinary. Okay, this may sound ego, but I never realized that I have nice legs. I didn’t even know they were nice until Audrey pointed it out last year and I took a good look at it and realized that they were not bad after all. I mean, I have had some pretty good recognition fro my legs, quoting Shu “They are the best I have ever seen”. Okay lah, that may be an exaggeration, but still. And it doesn’t hurt that I have grown about 10cm since last year.
There are some people who complain that I like to show off my legs. But I don’t think its showing off. Its playing to the strong points of myself. I mean, since they can look good in shorts, miniskirts, and skinny jeans, then why not? I don’t know how long they can remain in shape, so I might as well take this chance and make myself feel good right? And I don’t mean that king of making yourself feel good by making others feel bad, its more of making yourself feel good about yourself. If you get what I mean.
Admire yourself. Treasure yourself. Love yourself.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Sec 3s should stop jumping to conclusions and think about what they say before they say it.
Orietnteering is fun :D I am gonna be the compass holder person. Yay :DDD HAHA I totally didn’t know what to do with the compass at first, but then I like it now. Looking forward to the next course. :)
And out temps ncos are super super funny. The way Coporal Geyu speaks is rather amusing, Its like a bit whiny but still cute. Oh, and she has her polluted mind and she polluted CPL Louise’s mind. Haha, CPL Louise was telling CPL Geyu something and then she was totally like “OH MY GOSH! WHERE YOU LOOKING ONE? NOW YOU TOTALLY POLLUTED MY MIND! SOMEMORE JUNIORS LEH!” bwahahahahah. In the end, they were talking about our shirts being too low under our no.4. Totally not our fault lah, it’s the way the shirts were made.
ok, this is totally not my blogging style. But, wtv. Ta.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Monday, September 5, 2011
Friday, September 2, 2011
Thursday, September 1, 2011
So here I am sitting on the computer chair with my body aching and cramping everywhere from ballet just now. And wondering who the BLOODY hell assigned ICT lessons. IT IS IN FREAKING REGISTER NUMBER ORDER! AND APPARENTLY THERE ARE ONLY 19 POSSIBLE TIMINGS SO THE PEOPLE AT THE BACK HAVE NO TIMINGS AT ALL. AND WHAT IF IT CLASHED WITH CCAS AND OTHER STUFF? HAVE THEY ACTUALLY THOUGHT ABOUT IT? !!! MINE IS ON TERM 3 WED, WHICH I AM NOT HAPPY WITH AT ALL! EVERYONE KNOWS TERM 3 IS THE BUSIEST TERM ACADEMICALLY-WISED, PLUS THERE IS RS ON WEDNESDAYS. UNLESS THEY EXPECT ME TO BE IN 2 PLACES AT ONCE. I HAVE HALF A MIND TO WRITE AN EMAIL AND COMPLAIN TO THE DEPARTMENT, BUT THERE ARE PEOPLE WITH SITUATIONS WORSE THAN MINE. LIKE PLATOON MATE (i forgot who) WHO GOT THURSDAY WHICH IS A FREAKING CCA DAY! SO WHAT WAS THE PURPOSE OF FILLING UP MY CHOICES AND MISSING HALF MY RECESS WHEN THEY ARE NOT ACTUALLY CONSIDERED? HUH? IT HAD BETTER BE CHANGED. FOR THE BETTER.
Enough about that. I need to start a diet and actually keep to it. I am not overweight or anything, but today at ballet I realised that almost everyone was so skinny. Like flat stomachs and skinny legs. Me, even my dad says I grew fatter. And my no.3 belt is getting tight. It used to be loose. D: So I need to shed some weight. But don't worry, I wont become anorexic. Or suffer from bulimia. Being too skinny like underweight is also not in my favor. Bones sticking out wont look nice. I really pity those who suffer from bulimia or anorexia. I mean, I can perfectly understand that everyone feels fat, but there is absolutely no need to sink yourself into that sort of misery. There is always someone out there who is actually really fatter that you.
Heard a rumor that a certain Sec 3 is going to quit. Haiz, I really think training should be made less strict and more interesting. Otherwise all this is going to go on. And not many sec 1s would be attracted either. During CCAO they were asking for NPCC and NCC(Air). Not our CCA >.< At least no platoonmates is quitting. I think.
Buh Bye (learned this from Yixin :D)
P.S. Mom, I think we need a new scale, because I think the old one is spoiled. My weight ranges a freaking 3 kg. Not good to keep track of. Like suddenly I am heavier and then the next time I weigh I am lighter. Unless it is just my own problem.
P.P.S Sorry for some certain swear or offensive words in today's post.