Memorified Moments

Sunday, April 30, 2006

HUH. I was wondering what our men in white's fuss was about, when mommy finally enlightened me. After all, in the 84 places, 47 were contested, so our darling lee family only needs to win six places to win overall. But then again, they want a landslide victory, cause otherwise it'll be a lessening of power for them.

(Oi oi, my msn's being an ass again.)

But then again, what can the opposition's points against our men in white be? Lack of free speech? The GRCs?

As much as I want a gah'ment like aussie's, with free media and a general bashing of opposing parties (how fun!), if Sing's like that, we can be sure that our wonderful abang neighbour will trot over with their large numbers and toys and bombs. -_-" Weapons of mass destruction. (As you can see, I've been reading SS notes)

And much as our darling opposition loves sing and trusts us people so much, once the GRCs so much as take a leave, there'll be racial political parties trotting around waving religious banners. I mean, just LOOK at UMNO. Hence opposition: null!

Reminds me of this movie I watched, about this black guy being president. Started off with an american knowing that he won't win this election, but he believes he must find a way into the next one. So by virtue of some complex policies that I know nothing about, as long as he finds someone to contest and lose in the current elections, he can go for the next one. (Okay, i still don't understand this part.) Anyway, he chooses this random guy from a random neighbourhood just cause he appeared on television for saving an old mama. (Don't ask why. Such films are like that.)

Anyway, this guy went on elections, gave motivational speeches whose main points were that the current government wasn't fair, and that the people deserve better. Hence, with a slogan of 'it ain't fair!', and a prime minister who just so happens to be his brother who is an EX-CONVICT, he contested and he won the elections. And poo-poo to the white guy who hired him.

...

Very inspirational. Also very eye-roll inducing. I mean, it's very good for morales and whatnot, but in a basic sense, it's rubbish. America may be a very lousy country with a lousy C grade university grad as president, but its people aren't STUPID. I mean, even if our men in white are pretentious, hypocritical jackasses whom I can't stand, the general consensus is that ALL politicians are pretentious, hypocritical jackasses whom I won't be able to stand and that our opposition is no different.

And besides, when people voted for bush instead of kerry, it's cause they didn't think Kerry's plans for the future were stable. So are they likely to vote for a whiner who has no other speech material other than 'it ain't fair'? And remind me again what the upcry with all the lees in political positions is about? Something about bias perhaps? So do you think people will vote for a sissy whiner who chooses his brother, conveniently a thief, as a prime minister?

A quick look at stats.

In the most recent government election in Sing that I can remember (which isn't very recent, and happens to be in our textbook, which REALLY isn't very recent, but I'm a lazy bum who can't be bothered to get the facts right), men in white won 43 seats out of the 57. (Or is it 47 out of 53? Nvm. Let's just let the stats swing even more to the opposition.) That's 75.43% for our men in white.

Say if someone like that guy in the movie appears, and tries to win people over with cries of 'it ain't fair'. Let's say that all the people for the opposition are clinically coo-coo in the head an vote for that whiner. That's 24.56% for the opposition.

However, our lee family will not let that happen, and rebukes that guy for being nothing more than a whiner. Hence, 25% of the people voting for the guy sees the light and swings to the white ppl. That's 18.42% for opposition.

Currently the ratio of the sing population is 78 chinese:14 malays:7 indians:1 other races. Let's say half of the malays voting for the lees are racially biased and vote for the opposition instead. That's another 5.71% for the opposition. Similarly, let's say half of the chinese are racially biased and refuse to vote for a Malay. That's 7.30% away from the opposition. Then also half of the indians are happy to see a minority contesting, so they vote for opposition. that's another 2.41%. So the opposition is left with 19.54% of the population.

From my RS survey, 30% of surveyees are publically against ex-convicts. (That's not counting the hypocrites we found, but I said this is supposed to be pro opposition.) Then 15% are VERY supportive of the re-integration of ex-convicts into society. So let's take 30% off the opposition, and add 15% from the lees side into the opposition. The opposition ends up wth 25.75% of the votes, lucky them.

Then, as happens in the movie, the guy is an idiot and goes and visits everyone except the AIDs patients. Let's say the lees are stupid enough to say that the guy is pro-aids. Then he explains the situation, and 5% of those voting for lee veer off in disgust at the abject stupidity of lees for doing such an annoying thing. That's 29.46% for the opposition.

See. The Lees still win hands down. And all the calculations are to the benefit of the opposition.

Okay, so I'm realllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllly bored and I don't want to revise chinese, and I got the stats off a convo with Lola. But then. It makes sense. I think I'll jaw drop if the opposition wins this time.

In fact, if they win, then the first thing they have to do is make away with all the ISA things banning free speech. Cause it's the main thing against our men in white.

In that case, the first thing our men in white will do is to launch many many many verbal attacks against them. Even without waiting for someone competent to take over the parliament again, the lees will be back on the seat.

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Okay, I'm going out to eat now. Yummy.

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Saturday, April 29, 2006

Looks like the elections have finally started affecting cck. I can now hear the damned idiots downstairs screaming through the loudhailer, though I can't make out the words. Joys of staying in a high place. No doubt that if I looked out, there'll be a sea of white. -__-" Hence, in lieu of the elections atmosphere, I've decided to show my loyalty too - I'm wearing my Hadley shirt. ^0^

Okay, back to more sensible stuff. I'm pissed with my RS mentor. I spent a WEEK, ALONE, doing a 20 page end product proposal, and she turns around and accuses me of plagiarizing it off the net cause it's DETAILED??!?!?! @(*$##*#(#&*#)~*@^$*(@!#)#& HELLO, just because YOU don't have the mental capabilities to churn out a pro report doesn't mean you can accusing us of lacking in professional integrity so you can salvage your oh so hurting ego! If you can't stand it that we can do a pro end product, then GO TO RI. (Okay, that's just me being a feminist.)

Omg, I'm so pissed at her. I'm so pissed that I'm fantasizing about bitch-slapping her for ten hours on end. I'm so pissed that I drool at the thought of bashing her head into a concrete wall with nails poking out. I'm so pissed that I'm entertaining the thought of locking her up together with the mole in a room and pouring vinegar and baking soda inside.

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*mutters unsavory stuff under my breath*

And for our report, she's saying that we're using flowery language to cover up the lack of points.

This after just a week ago she said our points were good and that we just needed to improve our grammar.

And since then we haven't even TOUCHED the report.

And after she told us she LOST our report.

And she missed TWO WEEKS worth of consultation periods cause she was so busy with her wonderful fashion show.

Hence: all her previous comments were bullshit cause she hasn't read our report yet so she made up CRAP on the spot cause we were pestering her for comments.

It's supposedly 4 days away from handing in our report, and she bloody LOST the thing, so she gives us an extension to week EIGHT where we have THREE summatives and she expects things to be fine?!?!?

*breathes in, breathes out*

Me and Sharm never even entertained the thought of putting flowery language into the report. A report isn't SUPPOSED to be made up of flowery language. And for heavens sake, when you have a ludicrous word limit of 8000 words, there isn't SPACE for flowery language, you piece of rotten pineapple!

If I wanted to add in jargon, the report will sound ridiculous with random phrases in foreign languages to substitute the english quid pro quo. Hello, Hal salllllll was one hell of an annoying mentor, but when he saw drafts of our report, he even thought that we were using too simplistic language!

If you only care about your fashion show, SAY SO. We'll go to that whatis-her-name person and request a change of mentor cause you're too busy. Stop WASTING OUR TIME.

Phew. That was nice. Okay, shall trot off to do chemmm.

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Thursday, April 27, 2006

Ouch. My head feels big. *touches head gingerly* Here's the best example that bio and theory should NOT be one after the other.

Today andrewchi a summarized a two hour lesson into an hour, in typical andrewchi a way. But then again, he's a good teacher, so however he does it, I actually learn something. So here's the summary of the lesson (In italics, so those who find it boring can skip. It's basically to refresh my memory.):

Evolution happens when there are many offspring with a variety of features, and there is a selection pressure on them, so the alleles that thrive in that environment survive, and the rest gradually die out. Evolution happens through sex and conception, and does not involve an individual specifically. It goes through many many generations, and there are micro evolutions (where organisms evolve but only a little, so they remain in the same species, and when they mate together they produce fertile offspring) and macro evolutions (where organisms evolve to produce distinctly different characteristics, until they are no longer the same species, and when they mate together, their offspring are not fertile).

Then there's taxonomy and what's its name again. *checks bio log* Oh. Phylogeny. I knew there was something i needed revising. So basically taxonomy is the classification of animals through their phenotypes, such as animals, then thingies with spines, then mammals, and so on. And it's in the order of Kingdom, Phylus, Class, Order, Family, Genus, Species. Kay Poh Class Of Fat GirlS. Oh yeah. I rock man. Then phylogeny is the classification of organisms through their evolution history, so those animals who have the same ancestor get grouped together. The animals are classified through morphology, embryo development, chromosomal characteristics, Molecular biology - nucleotide (DNA RNA) and amino acids sequence and fossil record. Okay fine. So I cheated and referred to bio log for this para. Ahwells. End of revision.

So what's been happening these few days. Let's recount. Hmmm.

English - argh. Screwed up the summative. Damnit damnit damnit damnit damnit. English's my good subject damnit! Argh. I still wish I know the school average though. It's sorta like rubbing salt into the wound, but I can't help wanting to know. Maybe competition is in my top ten strengths. Hmmm.

Chinese - SA coming. Freeeak. Don't like chinese. Can't wait for JC then I can get RID of the subject. Oh the joys.

Maths - oh yeah, the assessment. Actually, I think the ABC grouping thing was a bit the tactless. And for someone like ME to say it's tactless, it HAS to be so obvious that it whacks someone in the face with it. And it was definitely biased. I mean, if you want to base it on people's test scores, say so. Don't give some pretest and pretend it's fair. Cause I filled in a grand total of three blanks in the whole worksheet. And so did wenting. So by all rights if it went by the pretest, we should be in 1A. I mean, HELLO, i didn't even know what was a factor! (okay, so that was my fault). But in the group of four of me wenting chrissie brenda, it first started off as the three musketeers and the fly (wenting), to the three musketeers and the fly (me. heyyy!) to the four musketeers and gen's group. Such is life. Wenting tried to push chrissie down that sloping...slope at the door. Too bad she discovered early. It would have been...extremely hilarious.

Chem - do you still need a daily report? I hate the Mole. I still hate the Mole. I hate vinegar. I hate baking powder. I think you get the message.

Bio - Andrewchi a's a damned good teacher. OMG. I think I might actually like bio after a year in jiggly's class.

Physics - argh. The file. I don't want to file it, but thioc k was looking kinda pissed today, so shall go to school tomorrow and file.

SS - SA coming. I need to revise, but it takes a whole lot of willpower to look at that thick stack of notes. Shall revise on weekends. Really. At any rate, chewchew is funneh. His method of talking about singmal relationships is really hilarious. Do we rub it in their face? Of course we do! Just look at your national day songs.

There was a time, when PEOPLE said that singapore won't make it,
But we DID.

OMG. I never realized how gloating the songs were until then.

Philo - ahwells. I like philo. feelo.

Er anything else? Update complete. Shall proceed to visit blogs again. I like, haven't visited for dunno how long already. Went to mary's yesterday, but mommy came and chased me off to bed before I could go anywhere else. Lolx.

Noodles! I mean, toodles!

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Wednesday, April 26, 2006

I did a good deed today. I'm sure that those present will, many many years down the road, remember this day fondly as the day the mole got her just deserts.

Yep. I splashed her. She screamed.

*smiles blissfully* I'll commit this to memory, I will. The day I splashed the mole with her own 'very good idea' Peetee. Oh revenge is SWEET.

But that doesn't cancel out the fact that I still don't like her. She had the gall to SAUNTER over to the track while we were sweating our arses off - I'm sure if you go look you'll see neat rows of buttprints there - in her maternity dress - though who would want to impregnate HER i dunno - and smiling away 5 minutes late, and STILL look sadistic.

Ugh. And at the end of it all, my neck was hurting like SHIT, and I felt like dying, and she just stood there (in the shade AGAIN), and said, 'are you okay? You look kind of tired.'

Er WOW. I mean, you make your pupils spend over hundred bucks on a peetee, sweat their heads off shaking some stupid thing, get so many pimples due to the close contact with whatever is produced, ALL FALL SICK THANKS TO THE PEETEE, and 'are you okay?' No shit sherlock, I'm fine. Grand. JUST FINE. I mean, aren't we all SOOO happy to do this USEFUL peetee that sooo teaches us the rates of reaction?

At any rate, I'm convinced all the ailments I'm facing now is due to the peetee. Let's see:

People are falling sick. I mean, 409's half sick. My nose is leaking like a tap. 406's half sick too. People from our class aren't feeling too well. HMMM.

My neck was okay UNTIL the stupid retest. Then it started throwing a tantrum. See. My body parts don't like chemee cars too.

AND THE MOST IMPORTANT ONE: MY PIMPLES. I had to walk around for one whole week looking like rudolph homo sapien-fied. IS THAT BAD OR IS THAT BAD. I mean, i understand if she wants us to have mole-like features on our face too, so she doesn't feel so bad, but hey. We gotta face the truth. If we have a mole, we do. If we don't, we don't. That's life.

But hey, someone up there must like me. A lot. Aa. I shall go relive that memory for the rest of the night. Oh sweet bliss.

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Sunday, April 23, 2006

Hmm. Inspired by the gorilla's december baby post.

SEPTEMBER: Sapphire

Suave and compromising. Hey, I agree with the suave part, but compromising? Are you sure you don't mean promising?
Careful, cautious and organized. My foot, my foot, and my foot.
Likes to point out people's mistakes. *blinks innocently*
Likes to criticize. grins
Stubborn. I am soo not stubborn. I'm not I'm not I'm not.
Quiet but able to talk well. ... Er...
Calm and cool. ERR...
Kind and sympathetic. I think this list has a problem here...
Concerned and detailed. Yeah right
Loyal but not always honest. HEY! I'm HONEST okay...
Does work well. I like this one
Very confident. I like this one too
Sensitive. ...I beg to differ...
Thinking generous. riiight
Good memory. ...
Clever and knowledgeable. Yep. *grins*
Loves to look for information. Depends. What information?
Must control oneself when criticizing. Don't have self-control, baby.
Able to motivate oneself. You mean like getting my butt off my bed so I can go see the Mole?
Understanding. .........................
Fun to be around. DUH
Secretive. Er wow. Shh. It's very secret.
Loves sports, leisure and traveling. Only the last two.
Hardly shows emotions. *poker face* *bursts out laughing*
Tends to bottle up feelings. I think this results in a bottleneck situation.
Very choosy, especially in relationships. Not really. Is a hot ang moh too much to ask for?
Systematic.*pukes*

But then again, my official date of birth is august. Hmm.

AUGUST: Peridot

Loves to joke. yep
Attractive. DUH
Suave and caring. Hm. I'm perpetually suave it seems.
Brave and fearless. Haahaa. Lichen the mossy hero. What part of EVIL OVERLORD do you not understand?
Firm and has leadership qualities. Course. I'm an evil overlord.
Knows how to console others. ...
Too generous and egoistic. I'm generous. Me? Egoistic?
Takes high pride of oneself. Well, it's hard not to...
Thirsty for praises. And coke!
Extraordinary spirit. ...I'm still trying to decide whether to focus on the extraordinary part, or the spirit part. Mel's the ghost, you know.
Easily angered. *raises eyebrow* If I were easily angered, Mole would be a pile of rotting meat now. (though she already is)
Angry when provoked. Depends. *pokes random people*
Easily jealous. That's christabel's arena
Observant. Uh-huh...
Careful and cautious. ...
Thinks quickly. *thinks for a long time*
Independent thoughts. Anyone in Singapore without independent thoughts are puppets of the all-white puppeteer.
Loves to lead and to be led. Oxymoron, anyone?
Loves to dream. Of hot ang moh guys
Talented in the arts, music and defense. Considering that still can't do that stupid hook kick...
Sensitive but not petty. I think it's the other way, baby.
Poor resistance against illnesses. You dare try?
Learns to relax. Correction: such things do not need learning.
Hasty and trusty. Hmmm.
Romantic. HMMM.
Loving and caring. HMMMMMMM.
Loves to make friends . right.

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Saturday, April 22, 2006

Okayy, so after my comm screws on me for three days, it decides to right itself again. Hmm.

We still have to redo the chem. Hopefully The Mole allows us to redo the 10 meters one also, cause I really screwed up chink's portion. Sorry love.

1 Mol of KoH = 1 Mol of dissatisfaction + 34 Mols of annoyed pupils + 1 Mol of Lousy Teacher.

Hmm. Me and melmel came up with the One Mol of KoH thing during LSL yesterday. (amidst her drawing me pouring vinegar into my head.)

ARGH. I HATE CHEM.

*Trots off to help monkey and gorilla and chink with chem.*

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Sunday, April 16, 2006

We had our chem project - AGAIN - today. I swear, chem PT is the most time wasting and useless thing I've ever, EVER, done. And just guess who the chem H O D is. Yep, ten points! Our favourite MOLE!

Oh, but before that I went to mass with toad. It was incredibly fun. Toad, to her credit, didn't try ONCE to convert me, which made the whole thing much more enjoyable. On friday, I was surrounded by two people who were doing their best to convert me, and I was there fidgetting and sweating like a pig caught between a rock and a hard place. I mean, it DOES sound incredibly rude to go, sorry, but I'm not interested.

We bought a grand total of 19 more bottles of vinegar today, four more cans of baking powder, yet ANOTHER bottle of sportade, and ripped apart my box of pringles for cardboard. Yep, you guessed it, we remade our car. It seems like the lousy sportade bottle cap gets more and more stuck with each try, so we have to change regularly. I forsee a huge hole in my wallet. Humph. Stupid chem PT.

Damnit. I just tutored my sis in her english orals. I swear, that prat has an ego the size of the sun and the strength of, say, a flimsy piece of WET paper. She absolutely can't stand criticism, and nowadays I just find myself cutting her off and reeling off the answer so as to spare me the pain of trying to convince her her answer is wrong. I mean, if the damned thing says, X cannot walk past the same road more than once, you just don't go, oh, that doesn't count cause the person is walking in the wrong direction. That's RETARDED. Sheesh.

Gah. Gtg go RS presentation now, cause I can't make it tomorrow, so I'll hold out the script as a peace offering. BAHHH.

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Saturday, April 15, 2006

Announcement!

To those who come here: bring all the bottles of vinegar and baking soda you've used during your chem pt to class on Monday. We can use it as class deco.

I think the chem PT is too much. I mean, if they want us to test stupid things like how many meters and such, they should make the bottles small and stop at 5 meters. Groups like jiaying's spent up to $100 on the vinegar and baking soda itself. Hence, 409 is going to stuff it in the mole's face how much they spent. If you guys don't want it for class deco, we can give the bottles to 409. But keep all your receipts. Cause the school, if possible, MIGHT be refunding us after the many many 409 parents call debtan.

Another thing is, the Mole might be getting fired. (woohoo!) Cause 409 is starting a petition, and all we need is 30 signatures to get her boom-va-va-boom, baby! I don't think many of our class are signing, but the 409 is. That's over 30 in itself.

Apparently, since the Mole hates seeing the faces of those younger than her so much, the only reason she's taking sec 4s is cause she wants to go to prom. she even bought the dress already, and she was bragging to 409 that she'll 'outshine every girl there'. I was like, did she buy an extra sparkly dress or something?

I know, I'm whining a lot. And I should be doing work instead of whining cause whining is unproductive. But whining relieves stress, and I'm bitching about the Mole on the phone now, so:

WHINE WHINE WHINE WHINE WHINE

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Malaysia has stopped building the half bridge. As it should. I mean, if they want to continue saying that the causeway is ugly, think of a half bridge. How scenic is THAT? And since Malaysia is bowing to Singapore's will, let's listen to the diplomatic crap that our men in white - you know who - is spewing.

"We respect this decision of the Malaysian government. I'm sure our bilateral relations will continue to be very good. There are so many areas that we are cooperating."

Of course, now that Malaysia is listening to Singapore. Exactly ten days after you-know-who accused malaysia of being a hypocrite - "Members would recall that in 2003, Malaysia had applied to the International Tribunal for the Law of the Sea to stop Singapore from undertaking reclamation works within Singapore's sovereign territory. Malaysia's actions were guided by the principle that any major work in the Johor Straits, even if done within the sovereign territory of Singapore, could affect Malaysia. Similarly, we have reminded malaysia that any decision to demolist the causeway has to comply with the principles enunciated in teh ITLOS order and must also be fully consistent with the requirements of the international law."

In other words - you stopped us from reclaiming land, and so we shall stop you from building your bridge. If you want your bridge, then you have to let us reclaim land. You can't have both at the same time, you hypocrite.

"And I have a very good working relationship with Syed Hamid and I hope that between the two of us we can continue to promote good relations between the two countries."

Threading on each other's toes and then rubbing the salt into the wound with insincere apologies and thanks and 'we respect this decision of the Malaysian Government', of course, in other words, gloating.

Maybe one day I should go work in the ministry of foreign affairs. How fun. -__-"

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Thursday, April 13, 2006

I am deliriously happy today. We finally showcased out Lit PT, and I've never been so happy with a PT before. THANK YOU, monkey and fei and brenda, for doing all the effects of the video, and chrissie and chinkie for doing the voiceover with me and happy chopping the video. x)

Watched finished Hotel Rwanda today. The later parts are, really, not that bad considering that the first few parts nearly made me cry. Of course, that was weeks and weeks ago, so BLAH BLAH BLAH. Anyway, the traumatizing incidents were in the first part anyway, so the only time I felt like crying was when I realized I had no popcorn to go along with the movie. We happily ponned recess to finish the damned film, and I'm glad I've finally watched the movie.

WEST SIDE STORY WEST SIDE STORY. I WANNA WATCH WEST SIDE STORY.

*twacks Melmel and Monkey for gloating in front of me.* *Readies monkey cage and priest fo exorcise the poltergeist.*

MUAHAHAHA. OMG. Monkey's witch laugh was so damned cool lah. but then again, it's monkey, so go figure.

Good Friday tomorrow. I'm going to be attending a church later in the evening. Coolio. It'll be the first time I'm attending a church since dunno when. Ahwells. Always a first time for everything. (Even though it isn't really the first time.)

I think believing in a religion is so damned cool. I mean, it doesn't take any reason (and most of the time there isn't any), and it reassures you all the time cause you know there's a higher being protecting you.

LALALA.

Chem PT tomorrow also. MUAHAHA. I hope ~~christabel splashes the vinegar and baking soda in her face again~~ no accidents happen.

*grins evilly*

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Wednesday, April 12, 2006

There are cowardly cretins, and then there are cowardly cretins. Received my first issue of Times today. (So it turned out I didn't misplace the order.)

Flip open to page 30, and you have Why Iraq Was a Mistake.

First I thought it was one of those reflections that journalists like to have after incidents. Like, How the Tsunami Could Have Been Prevented, or whatsover, totally useless except to rile up the public. After all, if foresight was 20/20, why do we have wars and all that shit anyway? Hitler would probably remember not to attack an ally. -__-"

Read the whatever-you-call-that-line-under-the-title: 'A U.S. military insider sounds off agains the war and the "zealots" who pushed it.

So. It's this miserable chicken who fled when war came, and now saw his chance to publicize his appreciation for life.

In 1971, the rock group THE WHO released the antiwar annthem Won't Get Fooled Gain. To most in my generation, the song conveyed a sense of betrayal by the nation's leaders, who had led the US into a costly and unnecesesary war in Vietnam. To those of use who were truly counterculture-who became career members of the military during those rough times-the song conveyed a very different message. BLAH BLAH BLAH Never again,, we thought, would our military's senior leaders remain silent as American troops were marched off to an ill-considered engagement. It's 35 years later, and the judgement is in: the Who had it wrong. We have been fooled again.

Correction: military leaders like you were either zealots who happily went to murder little children, or cowards who fled. No one was fooled. I believe there were enough news about the, say, OIL in iraq in dunno how many countries to show everyone the truth. Fooled? Are you sure it isn't cause you were, say, too SCARED to speak up?

"Inside the military family, I made no secret of my view that the zealots' rationale for war made no sense. BLAH BLAH BLAH. I retired from the military four months before the invasion, in part because of my opposition to those who had used 9/11's tragedy to hijack America's security policy."

Well, obviously your view wasn't open enough, cause instead of standing there to argue your point to the end, you FLED to the comfort of your pretty little house cause you didn't dare to speak up. What happened to the marching parades with signboards that protested against the invasion? Why didn't you participate in THAT? Your retirement wasn't a show of opposition. It's I-don't-like-what-you're-doing-so-I'M-WASHING-MY-HANDS-OFF-THIS-BUSINESS-SO-GO-AND-MURDER-THE-CHILDREN-IT'S-NOT-MY-FAULT-CAUSE-I'VE-RETIRED.

Until now, I have resisted speaking out in public. I've been silent long enough.

Because, obviously, now that the matter has blown over and there's little chance of you being prosecuted for speaking out, or now that the shrub is so busy hiding his face and trying to repair the damage he did that he'll welcome people like you who apparently show that not all Americans are bad that you're in no danger, you're happy enough to finally stand out, and portray yourself as a hero instead of the uncaring-for-native-americans you'll have undoubtedly been labelled by shrub back then.

I shall go off to sleep. For those who haven't read it, go read it. He goes on to speak of the 'cost of flawed leadership' - apparently cause the lieutenant general himself ~~fled~~ retired at this critical time.

On another hand, our men in white should learn from this chicken. He may spew off a load of crap, but at least it sounds plausible. It's much better than 'but the causeway holds so many fond memories and I'll really miss it.'

Stupid glory-seeking jackasses who think that they can gain good opinion by waiting until everything blows over then saying some perfuctory 'oh, we have been prejudiced...'

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Monday, April 10, 2006

I'm feeling very light-hearted today. This matter has been weighing on me for quite some time now, and everytime I have that lesson it just becomes more unbearable.

It's not for me to not be able to stand insecure people. Everyone is insecure sometime or other. If I had perfect confidence in myself, I'll quit rg now and go enroll in Harvard. However, I canNOT stand those who attempt to put others down so as to give herself an ego boost.

Though i really cannot understand what she was saying. Does doing half a worksheet entitle me to being low? Hmm.

Well, at any rate, she failed. Today I gave her my best qianbian face (tm), and the only way I could have cared less about her was if I had started clipping my nails on the spot.

Yeah, so it was super rude and disrespectful and whatnot. But hey, if you want to 'teach' by saying 'oh, you don't know ar, go find out yourselves lorh', I'm sorry, i can't respect you. Granted, I've done nothing to deserve your respect either, but I'm not getting paid to study under you here. If I were, you can expect my to finish my work every time and not yawn when you open your mouth. $10 bucks per hour and it'll do the trick.

Point is, if you don't want to teach properly, then I have every right to not study properly. In fact, I have more right than you cause I'm not the one getting paid to teach here. I don't do the same to other teachers. Yeah, I forget to bring my worksheets once in a while (though it's better this year, cause everything is under my table), and I don't hand in work for chinese. But I assure you, I pay sufficient attention in class to keep teachers happy. (Or perhaps cause they teach, so I listen.)

Sorry everyone for disrupting the class. I won't do that again. But for now:

That felt so damned good.

Nolite et bastardes carborundum

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Sunday, April 09, 2006

MUAHAHA. Ate fish with my left hand. I so rock. MUAHAHAHA.

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Firstly,

SS IS DONE. OFFICIALLY. I'M NEVER TOUCHING THIS THING EVEN IF YOU PAID ME. EVER AGAIN. (Okay, fine, it depends on how much you pay me.)

Since that piece of double ass is done, I can now concentrate on other stuff. Namely, LSL, RS, Chem, and Lit. Sorry for being so ~~irresponsible~~ busy the past few ~~months~~ weeks. I'll start on LSL then go to RS.

But for now, let's talk about chem.

Went to school to do chemcar on sat. Our car looks quite pretty, even if its just tape and water bottles and cardboard and wheels. (Which wonderful liqi provided. <3)

But the wheels. -__-" We had...QUITE a lot of fun with the wheels. First, liqi fixed them on the metal stick thing, then tried to make them turn, then the wheels fell out. O.o It turned out that she didn't stick them in properly. *giggles*

Then, since the wheels were affixed to the damned sticks, they had to turn with the sticks. And no one could figure out how until chrissie came and suggested straws.

Sighs. I suppose that gorilla has some brains once in a while. (Though her HUSBAND, on the other hand, could not figure out how until the thing was done. I think monkey is blur. Heehee.)

THEN, after we built the chemcar (the building process I shall not describe cause it's embarrassing - for me, duh), we tried it out. The first time the damned thing didn't move. But the second time - booyah, I rock. 4 meters.

Then after more tries and parabolas - damned thing - we ran out of vinegar and baking soda, so monkey and mushroom went to buy them. Me and chrissie tried to modify the car to get rid of the parabola - which didn't work, by the way - and when we ran out of testing baking soda and vinegar, we made a card for monkey from the remaining cardboard, in which it writes lao gong,

I *heart overlap heart* _ _ l i _ _ a. Cause gorilla didn't want to write 'you' and I wanted to see melmel's expression when she hears of this. Grins.

Of course, it's not my fault. Nope. Not at all. Melmel, if you wanna hit someone, hit chrissie. *giggles*

Of course, Monkey was...er...heartbroken when she saw it. Which inevitably resulted in her trying to flirt with christabel. -___-"

ANYWAY, then I had to go off - sowee! *giggles* - and after that the chem car didn't budge a single inch.

I suppose it would be a nice time for chrisie and monkey and mushroom to sing 'since you've been gone'.

But christabel so loser lah. *sticks out tongue* Since where do people splash themselves in the face with vinegar when shaking the bottle? Tsk tsk.

What would you do without me, I wonder.

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Wednesday, April 05, 2006

OMGOMGOMG. I'm done with ss pt!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OMGOMGOMG. I LOVE YOU GOD. I LOVE YOU. MY WORLD ROCKS. YAYYYYYY.

So if I don't get my reply from bch ew tomorrow, I'll start on RS.

OMG. YAYYY. I feel so happy now.

*dances*

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Tuesday, April 04, 2006

SS pt malaysian shit thingie sucks. I need more information on Singapore.

Hate SS.

Need to do chem.

And lit.

And RS.

ARGH. I CAN'T DO THIS.

Not today, at least. God, I'm going to sleep.

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Saturday, April 01, 2006

Dotz. I just started on SS, and I have absolutely no idea how to continue after a grand total of 200 words into the intro. I haven't even talked about multiculturalism and I'm already stuck. I'm gonna die DIE DIE for SS. As I didn't even intend to start, except the Melmel scared me yesterday, so I decided, to hell with it, better get it over with. Damnit.

Did some cute quizzes, but after posting the results on LJ, decided that I was too lazy to post it here as well. Ahwells.

Damnit. Shall go do SS. (Riight. I'll probably not write anything decent this afternoon.)

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