"What do a coach and a dentist have in common?" she asked. "They both use drills."
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Sunday, September 18, 2011
September 18, 2005: Doing those mindless surveys!
Boredom strikes!
Bold any that apply to you.
1. I've never been in therapy but I have wanted to be.
2. I've cried over accidentally killing a bug.
3. My favourite non-vocal musical instrument is the harp.
4. I think Andy Milonakis is adorable.
5. I've run into a wall or door intentionally.
6. I've been hit on the head by a ladder. Damn you ARI. You even celebrated my anniversary of hitting my head by the ladder in the bookroom a week later at work... Lameass!7. I've been a third-baseman. Lol, during baseball games in gym class I'm the catcher all the time! HAHA!8. I have felt guilty for being heterosexual.
9. I used to plan that I would judge romantic interests on what kind of vehicle of transportation they had, so that I would be different from others (who would obviously choose based on personality).
10. I wanted to be 16 when I was 7.
11. I felt 32 when I was 15.
12. I really really really hate carrots.
13. I want to get married.
14. I've spent an unnatural amount of time thinking about how inconvenient standard bandaids are for cuts on finger joints and the palm.15. I enjoy walking "like a model."
16. I think Ben Stiller movies are just basically Murphy's Law in action constantly.
17. I thought that Jerry O'Connell and Tom Cruise looked really similar.
18. I still think that Jerry O'Connell and Tom Cruise look really similar.
19. I've had crushes on fictional characters.
20. I've never smoked anything.
21. My dad doesn't drink (alcohol).
22. I've been shouting the phrase "No mating"
23. My daydreams are more like planning than just vacation.24. I daydream entire conversations I want to have with someone.
25. My jealous streak is a proverbial mile wide, but only a centimeter deep.
26. I hate any shoe that has a heel taller than 2-and-a-half-inches.
27. I'm short.
28. I'm only photogenic if I'm the photographer.
29. If it were up to me, we would not have feet - we'd just float around and our bodies would just fade below our ankles.
30. I have never had just a plain, brown teddy bear.
31. I have been in the girl scouts.
32. Most of my friends are younger than I am.
33. I'm of legal driving age but do not have a license.
34. I'm of legal driving age and do not even have a PERMIT.
35. It has boggled my mind that anyone could be named "Apl."
36. I love stuffing (the food, just so you know).
37. My favourite flower is a sunflower.38. I love bread.
39. I would eat wheat bread if it didn't look like it had a life of its own.
40. I have considered Yale as a prospective college.
41. I want to join a nudists' colony for a week just to see how they handle certain conditions.
42. It seems like an overwhelming percentage of my friends enjoy anime.
I am not: many things you want me to be.
I love: being a goofoff.
I hate: exams.
I fear: failure.
I hope: to pass, and celebrate like I've never done before!
I hear: I'm on Fire- Springsteen.
I crave: candy and a nice gin and sprite.
I regret: not studying hard last year.
I cry: hardly.
I care: about my grades now.
I always: say fuckilovespringsteen.
I believe: in no gods.
I feel alone: alot.
I listen: to Springsteen.
I hide: my cash!
I drive: people up the wall and to jump off buildings.
I sing: badly.
I dance: like a transformer.
I write: messily.
I play: with lighters
I miss: college hoops season!
I search: for the answers to questions in my papers.
I learn: chemical equations for chemistry.
I feel: tired.
I know: nothing on what I just studied.
I say: the nicest things. (sarcasm)
I succeed: passing chinese with a C!
I dream: of Tim Duncan, Bernie Williams, Springsteen, Eddie Van Halen, Jimmy Buffett.
I wonder: if god is real.
I want: a new phone, a new camera, blah blah blah.
I have: a mad obsession over the Yankees.
I give: bad advice.
I fell: for Springsteen's music as a kid.
I fight: with dumbfuck classmates.
I need: sleep.
Bold any that apply to you.
1. I've never been in therapy but I have wanted to be.
2. I've cried over accidentally killing a bug.
3. My favourite non-vocal musical instrument is the harp.
4. I think Andy Milonakis is adorable.
5. I've run into a wall or door intentionally.
6. I've been hit on the head by a ladder. Damn you ARI. You even celebrated my anniversary of hitting my head by the ladder in the bookroom a week later at work... Lameass!7. I've been a third-baseman. Lol, during baseball games in gym class I'm the catcher all the time! HAHA!8. I have felt guilty for being heterosexual.
9. I used to plan that I would judge romantic interests on what kind of vehicle of transportation they had, so that I would be different from others (who would obviously choose based on personality).
10. I wanted to be 16 when I was 7.
11. I felt 32 when I was 15.
12. I really really really hate carrots.
13. I want to get married.
14. I've spent an unnatural amount of time thinking about how inconvenient standard bandaids are for cuts on finger joints and the palm.15. I enjoy walking "like a model."
16. I think Ben Stiller movies are just basically Murphy's Law in action constantly.
17. I thought that Jerry O'Connell and Tom Cruise looked really similar.
18. I still think that Jerry O'Connell and Tom Cruise look really similar.
19. I've had crushes on fictional characters.
20. I've never smoked anything.
21. My dad doesn't drink (alcohol).
22. I've been shouting the phrase "No mating"
23. My daydreams are more like planning than just vacation.24. I daydream entire conversations I want to have with someone.
25. My jealous streak is a proverbial mile wide, but only a centimeter deep.
26. I hate any shoe that has a heel taller than 2-and-a-half-inches.
27. I'm short.
28. I'm only photogenic if I'm the photographer.
29. If it were up to me, we would not have feet - we'd just float around and our bodies would just fade below our ankles.
30. I have never had just a plain, brown teddy bear.
31. I have been in the girl scouts.
32. Most of my friends are younger than I am.
33. I'm of legal driving age but do not have a license.
34. I'm of legal driving age and do not even have a PERMIT.
35. It has boggled my mind that anyone could be named "Apl."
36. I love stuffing (the food, just so you know).
37. My favourite flower is a sunflower.38. I love bread.
39. I would eat wheat bread if it didn't look like it had a life of its own.
40. I have considered Yale as a prospective college.
41. I want to join a nudists' colony for a week just to see how they handle certain conditions.
42. It seems like an overwhelming percentage of my friends enjoy anime.
I am not: many things you want me to be.
I love: being a goofoff.
I hate: exams.
I fear: failure.
I hope: to pass, and celebrate like I've never done before!
I hear: I'm on Fire- Springsteen.
I crave: candy and a nice gin and sprite.
I regret: not studying hard last year.
I cry: hardly.
I care: about my grades now.
I always: say fuckilovespringsteen.
I believe: in no gods.
I feel alone: alot.
I listen: to Springsteen.
I hide: my cash!
I drive: people up the wall and to jump off buildings.
I sing: badly.
I dance: like a transformer.
I write: messily.
I play: with lighters
I miss: college hoops season!
I search: for the answers to questions in my papers.
I learn: chemical equations for chemistry.
I feel: tired.
I know: nothing on what I just studied.
I say: the nicest things. (sarcasm)
I succeed: passing chinese with a C!
I dream: of Tim Duncan, Bernie Williams, Springsteen, Eddie Van Halen, Jimmy Buffett.
I wonder: if god is real.
I want: a new phone, a new camera, blah blah blah.
I have: a mad obsession over the Yankees.
I give: bad advice.
I fell: for Springsteen's music as a kid.
I fight: with dumbfuck classmates.
I need: sleep.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
December 29, 2005: Day before I turn 18
Isn't anyone going to ask me out on Friday other than Charlene the dumbfuck?
Alcohol and cigarettes without having to dress up and look mature, and tattoos and vibrators and dildos and sex toys as gifts for all my current/future friends, here I come.
Alcohol and cigarettes without having to dress up and look mature, and tattoos and vibrators and dildos and sex toys as gifts for all my current/future friends, here I come.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
February 7, 2006: 2:28am and still awake
January 21- February 6, 2006.
I work for like 2 weeks then take off on a nearly month long vacation with the family... My pay for January is like 50 for the first week then 50 for the second and 30 for the third week cause I worked only for 3 days. And so, 16 days went by like a gust of wind.
The first thing that shook me from my senses that I'm back in Singapore is the pilot announcing on the plane that the weather is 30 degrees outside... And seeing perverted men at the immigration desk. People driving on the left side. Next, hearing that the gce results will be out on Friday, which scares the hell out of me. The countless nights in September- November pulling all nighters practicing math and writing out definitions thousands of times for Biology. I know I'm in for a tough week at work, with debates on Friday night, the 89 class phototakings, and back to back classes of attachment with only a half an hour break after uh, 3 straight hours of 2 classes on Sunday. I'd still rather be in Val D'Isere skiing now. This doesn't seem to be right. I'm not sleepy and it's 1:38am local time. Don't have a cellphone since mine is spoilt and it's impossible to contact me until March, which is when the father says he'll change the phone for me which sucks... Being uncontactable isn't fun.
OHH WELL. I NEED GOOD LUCK, I DON'T EVEN HAVE TIME TO THINK ABOUT IT. Too many things on my mind which I have to do. Developing photos, burning cd's for the family, doing the laundry, sorting out the gifts etc.
A little bit about my vacation... I landed in London at 3pm local time (GMT) on the 21st of January after a 14.5 hour flight, and threw up water cause I was bloody dehydrated and ate 2 boxes of cup noodles among tons of biscuits... Singapore Airlines service isn't that good, when they aren't serving they forget what soda you asked for...so it gave me the opportunity to go to the back of the plane to ask for vodka and orange juice. I had to be super careful, by asking for 3 cups of orange juice everytime I wanted a shot of vodka, and drank while standing at the galley. So in total I had like 9 cups of orange juice. Mum didn't suspect anything. Was jet lagged and ended up eating Macdonalds on the street which our service apartment was located and slept at around 7pm local time. England is home to all the fucking coolass bands and singers like Iron Maiden, Led Zeppelin, The Pretenders, Deep Purple, Radiohead, Muse, Def Leppard, Arctic Monkeys, The Animals, Suede, Simply Red, David Gray, The Who, Elton John, Eric Clapton, Whitesnake, Sting, Coldplay, Jamiroquai, Fleetwood Mac, Pet Shop Boys, David Bowie, The Beatles, Bee Gees, Ting Tings, Oasis, Buzzcocks, Pink Floyd, The Kooks, Johnny Foreigner, Visited Waterloo Bridge, Westminister Abbeys, Covent Garden, Leicester Square, the British Museum, V & A museum, Greenwich and Oxford in London to name a few. England is the home to... I watched Blood Brothers and a few musicals, which had weird idiots sitting behind me who were drunk and on cannabis, could fuckin smell it... and tried to start a fight. Went skiing in Val D'Isere and the 4 hour bus ride from Lyon in France was ultimate horror. I got so dizzy and wanted to throw up.
Stayed in a small chalet/lodge and we had a housekeeper who prepared breakfast and dinner daily, her cooking was so damn fucking good that I licked the plates clean even when the appetisers were all vegetables. And my ski instructor was amazing, Gareth or Gavin, either one is his name.. he's got a double degree from Oxford. I'm killing myself for not taking a picture with him. In the village there were hot men everywhere I swear and I tried to check them out but the parents never allowed me to...
The ugly part was the mother refused to go skiing with the troll and father and she followed me because of stupid reasons that she wasn't feeling confident though she's way better than me in skiing. She didn't want me to have G to myself when I went up the chairlifts because she knew I would talk trash and I couldn't say much, which sucks. And the housekeeper was only 21, a true countryside girl from Edinburgh. Had alot of fun with her talking about the winter olympics... Ahh Speaking of that my ski instructor, yes, he taught the whole family skiing but at different levels... with alot of waiting at the lifts... he competed in the world championships and went for Olympic trials in 1998 and 2002 for Great Britain but didn't win. WOW. And the operator of the lodge was a jolly good old guy who couldn't stop talking on the bus from Lyon to Val D'Isere. I wanted to get a photo with him but he ran off at the airport and I had to go pass the immigration counter.
Flight from Heathrow to Singapore sucked dick. 13 hours in hell. I kept saying I was going to die because there was turbulence for like 2 hours straight, twice. I only drank like 1 shot of jack daniels with a can of coke. And I thought I was going to throw up but didn't. The ride from hell was over. And you know something? I DIDN'T SMOKE AT ALL FOR THE WHOLE VACATION!
Can't wait for another trip.
I work for like 2 weeks then take off on a nearly month long vacation with the family... My pay for January is like 50 for the first week then 50 for the second and 30 for the third week cause I worked only for 3 days. And so, 16 days went by like a gust of wind.
The first thing that shook me from my senses that I'm back in Singapore is the pilot announcing on the plane that the weather is 30 degrees outside... And seeing perverted men at the immigration desk. People driving on the left side. Next, hearing that the gce results will be out on Friday, which scares the hell out of me. The countless nights in September- November pulling all nighters practicing math and writing out definitions thousands of times for Biology. I know I'm in for a tough week at work, with debates on Friday night, the 89 class phototakings, and back to back classes of attachment with only a half an hour break after uh, 3 straight hours of 2 classes on Sunday. I'd still rather be in Val D'Isere skiing now. This doesn't seem to be right. I'm not sleepy and it's 1:38am local time. Don't have a cellphone since mine is spoilt and it's impossible to contact me until March, which is when the father says he'll change the phone for me which sucks... Being uncontactable isn't fun.
OHH WELL. I NEED GOOD LUCK, I DON'T EVEN HAVE TIME TO THINK ABOUT IT. Too many things on my mind which I have to do. Developing photos, burning cd's for the family, doing the laundry, sorting out the gifts etc.
A little bit about my vacation... I landed in London at 3pm local time (GMT) on the 21st of January after a 14.5 hour flight, and threw up water cause I was bloody dehydrated and ate 2 boxes of cup noodles among tons of biscuits... Singapore Airlines service isn't that good, when they aren't serving they forget what soda you asked for...so it gave me the opportunity to go to the back of the plane to ask for vodka and orange juice. I had to be super careful, by asking for 3 cups of orange juice everytime I wanted a shot of vodka, and drank while standing at the galley. So in total I had like 9 cups of orange juice. Mum didn't suspect anything. Was jet lagged and ended up eating Macdonalds on the street which our service apartment was located and slept at around 7pm local time. England is home to all the fucking coolass bands and singers like Iron Maiden, Led Zeppelin, The Pretenders, Deep Purple, Radiohead, Muse, Def Leppard, Arctic Monkeys, The Animals, Suede, Simply Red, David Gray, The Who, Elton John, Eric Clapton, Whitesnake, Sting, Coldplay, Jamiroquai, Fleetwood Mac, Pet Shop Boys, David Bowie, The Beatles, Bee Gees, Ting Tings, Oasis, Buzzcocks, Pink Floyd, The Kooks, Johnny Foreigner, Visited Waterloo Bridge, Westminister Abbeys, Covent Garden, Leicester Square, the British Museum, V & A museum, Greenwich and Oxford in London to name a few. England is the home to... I watched Blood Brothers and a few musicals, which had weird idiots sitting behind me who were drunk and on cannabis, could fuckin smell it... and tried to start a fight. Went skiing in Val D'Isere and the 4 hour bus ride from Lyon in France was ultimate horror. I got so dizzy and wanted to throw up.
Stayed in a small chalet/lodge and we had a housekeeper who prepared breakfast and dinner daily, her cooking was so damn fucking good that I licked the plates clean even when the appetisers were all vegetables. And my ski instructor was amazing, Gareth or Gavin, either one is his name.. he's got a double degree from Oxford. I'm killing myself for not taking a picture with him. In the village there were hot men everywhere I swear and I tried to check them out but the parents never allowed me to...
The ugly part was the mother refused to go skiing with the troll and father and she followed me because of stupid reasons that she wasn't feeling confident though she's way better than me in skiing. She didn't want me to have G to myself when I went up the chairlifts because she knew I would talk trash and I couldn't say much, which sucks. And the housekeeper was only 21, a true countryside girl from Edinburgh. Had alot of fun with her talking about the winter olympics... Ahh Speaking of that my ski instructor, yes, he taught the whole family skiing but at different levels... with alot of waiting at the lifts... he competed in the world championships and went for Olympic trials in 1998 and 2002 for Great Britain but didn't win. WOW. And the operator of the lodge was a jolly good old guy who couldn't stop talking on the bus from Lyon to Val D'Isere. I wanted to get a photo with him but he ran off at the airport and I had to go pass the immigration counter.
Flight from Heathrow to Singapore sucked dick. 13 hours in hell. I kept saying I was going to die because there was turbulence for like 2 hours straight, twice. I only drank like 1 shot of jack daniels with a can of coke. And I thought I was going to throw up but didn't. The ride from hell was over. And you know something? I DIDN'T SMOKE AT ALL FOR THE WHOLE VACATION!
Can't wait for another trip.
March 6, 2005: Failed
This is it, I've failed my finals. 2 B's, 1 C, 4 D's . Where the fuck can I go in life like that?
Worst graduate ever for o levels. How the fuck did I get a B4. Bloody hell, cause have the fuck care I don't give a damn about you God attitude. Pray for what fuck when the grades are still the same? If you could deliever me once, why not this fucking time! Seeing the many faces get all the nice grades, do you know how bad I feel? Or did they moderate the papers and make the passing mark higher than 50? I guess so, that's the only reason why anything could have happened. I get fired from work because ET said business was doing bad. And he's not paying me for the days I worked.
I've sent in a letter of plea and filled up an application form to repeat my whole final year in my sec school. By faith, wait. My own strength. I will make it and get back in my old school for 8 months of stress and to get my A's and B's that I have to score for.
Worst graduate ever for o levels. How the fuck did I get a B4. Bloody hell, cause have the fuck care I don't give a damn about you God attitude. Pray for what fuck when the grades are still the same? If you could deliever me once, why not this fucking time! Seeing the many faces get all the nice grades, do you know how bad I feel? Or did they moderate the papers and make the passing mark higher than 50? I guess so, that's the only reason why anything could have happened. I get fired from work because ET said business was doing bad. And he's not paying me for the days I worked.
I've sent in a letter of plea and filled up an application form to repeat my whole final year in my sec school. By faith, wait. My own strength. I will make it and get back in my old school for 8 months of stress and to get my A's and B's that I have to score for.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
November 7 2005: First day of the o levels, second time around.
Social studies sucked. The structured essay questions, which I'm supposed to be scoring ticks in were tough... Nothing of what I studied came out, boring topics like the Korea border conflict and the Sinhalese/Tamils conflict and the political system of Venice... I don't know what I'm writing seriously... they asked for the government being fair or whatsoever and I wrote about the reason for the fall of Venice with corruption in the government and then drifted on to socialism, capitalism and Marxism... holy crap. I studied like fuck for the housing shortage and education in Singapore and good governance and the population problems and nothing came out... for the second time. I AM A REPEAT KID AND HAVE TO GET AN A. I think I fucked it up, busted it up!!! Fuck, I'm gonna be leaking on the street, like what my mother said, be sold to the prostitution ring for free and slavery... she told me that last night as I was cramming till 3am...and the father's like you're gonna be skinned alive if you don't pass this time around...we've given you a second chance. I did kiss up and suck dick last night.
Actually, for everything I gotta ace it.
Earlier on Math I was alright. I jacked the transformation question and had no time to do the area of sector one... stupid, stupid. They gave it in (T)r2 and in algebraic form... all thanks to taking a long ass time to draw the stupid curve... rushed home to slog for social studies, oh the mother fetched me back home as promised.
My favorite song of the moment right now is by the Darkness band- One Way Ticket to Hell... they're a glam rock/metal band from Suffolk, it's in the east of England if I'm not wrong? In the middle? I'm not really a fan of music from the 90's and 2000's but yeahhhhhh. I still love Def Leppard, Led Zeppelin and Van Halen and Kiss...just one song only!
It was a dusty old night
and I'm the first to admit it
I'm sure I upset someone
But my memory has chosen to omit it
A tiny voice was telling me
I really should cool it
Chewing my face off
talking absolute rubbish
The first line hit me like a kick in the face
Thought I better have another just in case
Next thing I knew my heart was under attack
Bought a one way ticket to hell....
And Back!
One Way Ticket to hell and back
Bought a one way ticket to hell and back
One way ticket to hell and back
Bought a one way ticket to hell and back
I'm always trying to keep my vices under wraps
But a coach load of mutes would appear talkative chaps
They seemed fit to join me for a couple of hits
But my septum is in tatters
And I've still got the runs
Burn for a moment then you kick like a mule
Strangers would agree(?) that it was rocket fuel
Seveal lines are chocking like a glorious game
Bought a one way ticket to hell...
And back!
One Way Ticket to hell and back
Bought a one way ticket to hell and back
One way ticket to hell and back
Bought a one way ticket to hell and back
[Sitar/effects]
Stick it up your nose! Woohoo!
[Solo]
always cold(?) repeating myself, except I'm getting slightly louder
Pausing long enough to snort that white powder
Wheels steering off but I'm still on track
Bought a one way ticket to hell
And back!
One way ticket to hell and back(yeah)
Bought a one way ticket to hell and back(ooh yeah)
One way ticket to hell and back,
Bought a one way ticket to hell (oooh yeaah)
One way ticket to hell and back(woo!)
Bought a one way ticket to hell and back
One way ticket to hell and back,
Bought a one way ticket to hell
September 27, 2005: Some prelim results returned
Good things always end in a short span. I'll say the good first, then bad.
I FUCKING TOPPED THE WHOLE BLOODY CLASS FOR ENGLISH ONCE AGAIN, I GOT A 70% as the total mark (essay, letter writing, comprehension, summary and orals) for the prelims. It's an A2! Once again... after not doing any piece of homework/assignments for english given out and reading more garfield comics and the Dalai Lama book. ITS THE GCE's dude. Oh my god. I actually got a 17.5/25 for summary, the highest in class when everyone got single digits. They're pretty fucking retarded. I hate my class. They're fucking dimwits/rude bastards that never had a mother to teach them manners, they spit on the ground, try to act all poser and shove here and there and ignore me shouting at them telling to shut the fuck up when I'm trying to fucking pay attention during math and biology. I didn't listen for 3 years and study a damn thing and paying the price right now. When I tell them to be quiet, they're like repeat student serves you right now you shut up and see how it feels when you wasted your chance to pay attention last year when it was quiet, do i give a shit you want to pay attention, do i give a hoot that you want to pass, do i care if you want to listen because you're fucking me up when i want to do my things. I fucking care about my grades right now. That's why I'm seated infront.
Good thing is there are two months left before I do not have to see their ugly ass faces for the rest of my fucking secondary school life. I know I'm a repeat student, and it sucks to be one, and will get harsh treatment of people looking down at me blah blah. Fucking deserved it when I played the fool and went to church to get cash, stupid gump, I will definetely make sure there will be payback for making me go through all that shit from him, to think I'll be so nice to let him punish me all the time. FUCK. For geography, I got a 68% for map reading and industrialisation... shocking, aye? When I didn't study a fucking thing at all, and wrote rubbish thinking I'd fail... Overall, the grade is 69%, not counting social studies. And for biology/chemistry multiple choice paper (the goddamned hard one), I got a 58% on it. Half the class failed, good for them. Especially for my english grade, it seems that I'm back to supremacy.
But the bad thing... I failed math. Passed paper I (by only one mark) though the paper was freaking easy, but I made A WHOLE LOAD of careless mistakes everywhere. Like fuck, I forget my decimal points, and I forget the last two steps when solving the equations. Failed paper II, badly. Overall, I got a 43%, a fucking nice D grade. I knew I could have passed easily, especially for the trigonometry question, I got the answer correct in the first place but thought it was wrong and re-did the whole thing... argh. Saw it with my own fucking eyes, cause I crossed out my answer, nothing erased using white out. GODDAMNIT. I counted my marks and screamed out loud FUCKKKKKKKKKK ... and everyone turned at me. Really. Fuck. I've practiced math non stop since June till now, sometimes until late at night, folks shouting abuse at me and calling me names non stop and telling me I will fail but yet I continued to do the questions cause I know I suck at math... kissed up sucked dick but came up short... Wasted effort. I feel so defeated, why thank you god for being the main culprit of bad luck happening, you just wanted to see me falter and wallow in misery.
Fuck I need to pass this. It's my last chance. Why did I do so badly? Is 5 months enough time to make up for 3 years worth of work that I never studied?
I FUCKING TOPPED THE WHOLE BLOODY CLASS FOR ENGLISH ONCE AGAIN, I GOT A 70% as the total mark (essay, letter writing, comprehension, summary and orals) for the prelims. It's an A2! Once again... after not doing any piece of homework/assignments for english given out and reading more garfield comics and the Dalai Lama book. ITS THE GCE's dude. Oh my god. I actually got a 17.5/25 for summary, the highest in class when everyone got single digits. They're pretty fucking retarded. I hate my class. They're fucking dimwits/rude bastards that never had a mother to teach them manners, they spit on the ground, try to act all poser and shove here and there and ignore me shouting at them telling to shut the fuck up when I'm trying to fucking pay attention during math and biology. I didn't listen for 3 years and study a damn thing and paying the price right now. When I tell them to be quiet, they're like repeat student serves you right now you shut up and see how it feels when you wasted your chance to pay attention last year when it was quiet, do i give a shit you want to pay attention, do i give a hoot that you want to pass, do i care if you want to listen because you're fucking me up when i want to do my things. I fucking care about my grades right now. That's why I'm seated infront.
Good thing is there are two months left before I do not have to see their ugly ass faces for the rest of my fucking secondary school life. I know I'm a repeat student, and it sucks to be one, and will get harsh treatment of people looking down at me blah blah. Fucking deserved it when I played the fool and went to church to get cash, stupid gump, I will definetely make sure there will be payback for making me go through all that shit from him, to think I'll be so nice to let him punish me all the time. FUCK. For geography, I got a 68% for map reading and industrialisation... shocking, aye? When I didn't study a fucking thing at all, and wrote rubbish thinking I'd fail... Overall, the grade is 69%, not counting social studies. And for biology/chemistry multiple choice paper (the goddamned hard one), I got a 58% on it. Half the class failed, good for them. Especially for my english grade, it seems that I'm back to supremacy.
But the bad thing... I failed math. Passed paper I (by only one mark) though the paper was freaking easy, but I made A WHOLE LOAD of careless mistakes everywhere. Like fuck, I forget my decimal points, and I forget the last two steps when solving the equations. Failed paper II, badly. Overall, I got a 43%, a fucking nice D grade. I knew I could have passed easily, especially for the trigonometry question, I got the answer correct in the first place but thought it was wrong and re-did the whole thing... argh. Saw it with my own fucking eyes, cause I crossed out my answer, nothing erased using white out. GODDAMNIT. I counted my marks and screamed out loud FUCKKKKKKKKKK ... and everyone turned at me. Really. Fuck. I've practiced math non stop since June till now, sometimes until late at night, folks shouting abuse at me and calling me names non stop and telling me I will fail but yet I continued to do the questions cause I know I suck at math... kissed up sucked dick but came up short... Wasted effort. I feel so defeated, why thank you god for being the main culprit of bad luck happening, you just wanted to see me falter and wallow in misery.
Fuck I need to pass this. It's my last chance. Why did I do so badly? Is 5 months enough time to make up for 3 years worth of work that I never studied?
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