<meta name='google-adsense-platform-account' content='ca-host-pub-1556223355139109'/> <meta name='google-adsense-platform-domain' content='blogspot.com'/> <!-- --><style type="text/css">@import url(https://www.blogger.com/static/v1/v-css/navbar/3334278262-classic.css); div.b-mobile {display:none;} </style> </head><body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/7809231?origin\x3dhttp://dream-jing.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
.


info


dreams




calendar




joy




statistics

counters



friends


doodle




archives

June 2004
August 2004
September 2004
October 2004
November 2004
December 2004
January 2005
February 2005
March 2005
April 2005
May 2005
June 2005
July 2005
August 2005
September 2005
October 2005
November 2005
December 2005
January 2006
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
August 2007
Wednesday, May 02, 2007

what the fuck lor!
i sat at the place where i sat is because i had no other choice. Damn it! i know it was free-seating. but 1st day of school, the class was moving in a super messy manner that terrence called us back. i was 1 of those few who had hearing sensitive enough to hear her lah. the others all scrambled to class to find fengshui seat already. by the time i got to class, there were no more totally unoccupied seats. each 2 tables connected had at least 1 people. and i know how people are like lah.. they'll probably tell me "this place is reserved for blahblahblah". you think im a stupid idiot who chose to sit there even though i am aware there are really tall guys in front of me? what great choices i had right... there were only 5 or 6 people who listened to terrence lor!
you are not the first person to talk about where i sit... many others have asked me why i chose such a seat already. and my answer is standard. typical singaporeans being kanchiong. the world is never fair to anyone okay... the fairest thing is 24h per day.

and what the hell lah.
i already told that teacher many times i cant hear her. i verbally told her right in front of the class and also one-to-one but both times, it didnt work out. yes, my brother had hearing problems since young but doesnt mean i have right. bloody hell! if i have hearing problems, i would be telling g to speak louder even though he's already so damn loud! idiots! maybe next time i shall tell him to speak louder so that the whole class can go deaf except me. if that teacher can tell me to sponsor her a mic because i suggested her using a mic, then since she suggested i go for hearing test, pay for it lah!
at least our maths teacher knows she has throat problem and doesnt let it affect the class because she chose to use a mic.

dont know why people dont like to use their real names. try writing "the reality" next to the blank space beside "Name" on your exam script. LOL! there's plenty of chances to do it now, do to your hearts' content. xD

people did things behind my back by breaking into my personal blog... yet claim to have done nothing. -.- heard of the phrase what goes around comes around? because this was where i let out my feelings, i kept it personal so not to affect anything. this person broke into my blog, so that person found out im a BACKSTABBER, like some great discovery WOW! if i didnt blog, i wonder if you were just going to pry open my brain and look at my personal thoughts... imagine if i loved someone and did some stuffs with that person and i was very happy that i posted it on my personal blog to serve as memory, then uninvited people read. there was a reason why i password-protected my blog. putting a simple password is another different reason because i trusted people not to break in.

so what if the tags are history? we are all doing history elective what? like DUH! why do we have to learn things of the past?? to learn from their mistakes lor... which i think no longer exists, but we still learn. maybe that's why i fail history lah, i have no interest in such things at all.

"cowards attract cowards" is a wrong statement. in many many cases in the real world, things which are alike repel. that's why there is population growth. however, think in another way, there are gay marriages too.. but not popular.

no one said i was mature. you were right to say im immature anyway. i havent even stepped into the corporate world or gone anywhere near there.. its only when you step into the real world and get exposed to all sorts of things, then you slowly mature. people say guys mature after NS, i havent heard about girls, perhaps they dont even mature... and our english teacher also said that JC1 students mature suddenly during the holidays, so it's perfectly normal than im immature now...

LOL! its my relationship with a teacher, why do uninvited people have to care? not like you can help solve my problem lor~~~ still care so much. why waste your time on this fucking rotting blog?

hmm.. i do speak out in class lor. or what do you mean by class? during lessons time or during class discussions? its obvious why i dont speak out during class discussions what. cos i find them boring and i already stated that i regret coming to this class. as far as my memory serves me, i remember myself voicing out any questions i had in class.. or at least in the beginning of the year, before i got that unnecessary rude stare coupled with an irritated tone of voice. plus, its not like i have a million questions to ask, thats why i dont speak out that often lor.


aiya. conflicts among countries. 1 of the reasons is difference in beliefs...


i failed once again @ 8:02:00 pm