Attended Prefects' Annual Dinner last Saturday. That makes me miss Youth Service for the third week in a row. Yeah, the third week in a row. Does anybody miss me? I don't really know. Whatever. Anyways, Annual Dinner was great. It was better than last year. Maybe I felt that way because last year I was busy planning annual dinner till I was so sick of it. This year's different. It's hell lotta' better. Honestly, I'm going to miss so many buddies I have in the Prefectorial Board. There's so many to name. Gonna' miss them a lot. Well, of course there are some that I DO NOT WANT TO MISS AT ALL. Faham-fahamkanlah.
On Monday was another damned school day. School has been a drag for me. Some kinda' boring piece o' sh*t. That day, that damned day. One bloody teacher confiscated my drawing for no reason. After confiscating, she even tried to provoke me. WTF. I haven't got into trouble before, so I 'laser' the teacher back with sharp words. Take that, b*tch. The conversation is something like this:
*I lay my head on the table after finishing English summary.*
*Cannot-mind-her-own-business-teacher comes along*
Cannot-mind-her-own-business-teacher: Eh, what he doing ah? Sleeping ah?
Marilyn: Nola teacher, he's just putting his head on the table.
Cannot-mind-her-own-business-teacher: Eh, why you must jaga him ar?
*Sits up straight. Me. Yes.*
Cannot-mind-her-own-business-teacher: Finish your summary already ah?
Me: Not enough points, how to finish? [There was really not enough points. The bloody answers at the back of the book is also piece o' sh*t answers from the dump.]
Cannot-mind-her-own-business-teacher: Then, you're not going to do anything about it ah?
Me: What you want me to do? [Sarcastically]
Cannot-mind-her-own-business-teacher: Oh, looks like someone got off the wrong side of the bed today.
Me: Of course, especially when SOMEONE made me wake up the wrong side of the bed. [Again, sarcastically.]
*Cannot-mind-her-own-business-teacher walks away, no longer daring to provoke me. Take that, b*tch.*
She confiscated my drawing prior to this conversation. What's wrong with drawing after I've done my work. The bloody summary didn't have enough f*cking points to write, come on! I can still recall the question in my head.
Write a summary about
*what tools does [whoever's name] use to sculpt the ice-sculpture, and
*what steps does he take to create the ice-sculpture.
Use information from lines 14 to the last line.
Write your summary in continuous form [not note form]
Your summary should not be more than 120 words, including the 10 words below.......
Stupid piece o' shit, the answer scheme used points from line 12. So does that explain why I'm so pissed? Some of them weren't logical answers. DAMN IT.
INDEED IT WAS A STUPID MONDAY. STEWPID SCREWED PIECE O' BLOODY COW-PIE MONDAY. What a great start for a week.
Then comes Wednesday... I thought Monday was bad. Wednesday is also almost as lame.
I burned the whole day in school doing... NOTHING. Yea. [SARCASM intended here]
Thursday sucked sh*t. Wanted to go jog around 6 p.m. It rained. Cancelled plans with my friend. It rained only for 30 minutes. Great. Internet was damned to hell bad at night. Disconnected 70% of the time while I was online. Thank goodness there are some songs that I can listen to destress. TECHNO IS DAMN GOOD.
Right now, internet is still bad. Perhaps Streamyx is sapping customers of their money without providing their so-cslled good service. Connection has been unstable from 7 in the morning till now, around 3.25 p.m. If their reason is "Streamyx is currently undergoing maintainence works", I say they suck sh*t 'cause their connection has been down for quite a while now.
CG later at night. Great time to relax. Screw this stupid week. So full of BS-es.
Recently, there's a student in my school that just passed away. It's a sad thing [to most people, I'm not sad- I'm sadistic] for such a young chap to die like that. Passed away due to leukaemia. His cancer relapsed this year. Made me ponder on something. One question.
Ask yourself this.