Mee Siam Mai Hum

Sunday, March 12, 2006

Stressed. I wish I had the drive to do my homework. Sadly its not there. I didn't take opportunity of writing urges, and now I'm thoroughly beat and not in the mood for homework at all. I wish there were more worksheet based homework. Anyway, I havn't done ANY homework for the past 51 hours... which is rather bad for my holiday prospects. English is due tomorrow, I have to change this profoundly ugly blogskin which doesn't complement the music in the least. It complements me in a certain way. Chaotic. Very random. One moment I do this next moment I don't wanna do that. This is hell... I wish my life had some organisation. Like someone who'd actually give me a tighter regime instead of giving me free rein at home. My mum thinks I can do things and decide and use my time wisely so she doesn't really care. My sister.. bleargh. Anyway my sister has terrible vocabulary/speech/writing skills. She only knows how to use her fists. I don't know why she's so different from me. I cringe whenever she pronounces something wrongly, states her naive opinion of something. I know this's not right, but I can't help it. My hate for her intensifies with each passing moment. She's rude, uncouth and lazy. Unhygienic too. I can't view her strengths for she has none. Leadership because she's a prefect? Thats a facade, such a fake one too. She only knows how to complain and enforce iron rules. She cannot decide for herself. Prefects... thats so lame. Leadership in them? NIL. All they do is pettily copy names in some notebook and threaten to tell the teachers. They are merely puppets of authority, totally pointless. Hwa Chong's no-prefect system is brilliant I think. Back to my sister. She doesn't in the least promote a good opinion of her school, she's hyperactive all the time, flirts incessantly with my neighbour's brother and loves abusing her brother. I really pity myself.

Not to mention my parents think highly of her. I'd vomit blood if she achieves anything of the lofty ideals my dad has set for her. GEP? Gawd... Someone should inspect her speech and interpretation of stuff. She acts so professional yet she's an empty shell inside. Something like RI lah... She gets upset all the time and throws stupid tantrums. She shouts at her parents, argues with them ,talks back... in short she's the mortal incarnation of Old Nick. She gives me hell, her very presence irks me. My mom regrets she ever had her. I agree wholly.

That was good practice for describing antagonists. With regards to my english essay, I have written 2 "worships" out of point and now I want to do fury. It might be easy. I will most likely upload 2. Desperate for ACEs. Aw... well very busy with nothing in mind. I just know I'm busy. Have to get rid of the bad habit of interrupting all my tasks with a scrabble game. My fingers itch. I think I will withdraw from the Scrabble fraternity as of term 2. 6th or 7th in the consortium is simply unacceptable. I'd puke anytime at my dismal performance. Next term I will settle for nothing less than 2nd. I swear it.

2L @ 11:21 AM
"Sorry also must exprain"
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Hello Uncle...Bah Chor Mee one. I want chilli plus tur Kwa plus can I watch your CCTV playback of Jeff Lopez...=D