Grrr... It's the last day of school and I am as angry as ever. Someone in my Tutorial group is such an arse licker, jealous and complain king. He keep ranting to our mentor all because he has got this problem; He is jealous about ppl getting good grades and doesn't want to work hard for it.
Bastard ass!!!! The other friend of mine really hated him to the core and i strongly agree with her. I suggested me holding him and she punch him hard in the stomach. Make sure he feel the same kind of pain me and my friend had experienced.
I wonder why the guys in my group stinks. I can't imagine them taking care of our singaporean next time they graduate. Firstly, he boast about being too charismatic with lecturers, patients, sisters and clinical facilators. This reminds me of this guy at motorola 1 year ago. Where all the QA girls were his friends and the line leader even complains about me to him.
I really feel pithed by this type of guys I constantly experienced in my life. This person is so rude to my mentor that he speaks mandarin to her when we all were speaking english. How atrocious is this? Hell to him, i wish he would get out of this course and save our singaporean girls from getting hurt by him.
I wished I could splash hot water on his mouth and make him stop talking for weeks. To hot until his face is unable to change expressions, unable to eat just like the last time I experienced it a couple of months ago.
I don't want to waste my blog space for this type of person. Alright, thing are changing and I am appointed as subgrp leader from today. My best friend is the leader of the class and now we have the authority to change stuff.
I am going to be a subgrp leader, and I want things to change. For the better, less last minute and more hard work from lazy people.
Thursday, March 31, 2005
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
The weather is crazy!!!
The fury of the thunder god. I am slightly afraid of thunders simply because it's loud and scary. And that earth quake 2 days ago, It's coming towards our direction. Parts of singapore felt it.
That lecturer is crazy. She praise more on a person that wasn't very prepared then the people like me. So what if it's summarised in points? The person elaborating doesn't even know exactly what to say. And she says out content is too much for her, if norain can take it why can't she. She is using this lame accuse to flatter them.
I can't see why she can like their presentation when 2 out of 7 members have eye contact and she says it's good. This is getting out of hand. I am retiring from such idiotic lecturers that are so bias about eye contact. 2 of our members are also using eye contact, why didn't she say anything. Voice projection... What can you expect out of our non-native speaker in our group? Jesus!!!
Pure prejudice!!
That lecturer is crazy. She praise more on a person that wasn't very prepared then the people like me. So what if it's summarised in points? The person elaborating doesn't even know exactly what to say. And she says out content is too much for her, if norain can take it why can't she. She is using this lame accuse to flatter them.
I can't see why she can like their presentation when 2 out of 7 members have eye contact and she says it's good. This is getting out of hand. I am retiring from such idiotic lecturers that are so bias about eye contact. 2 of our members are also using eye contact, why didn't she say anything. Voice projection... What can you expect out of our non-native speaker in our group? Jesus!!!
Pure prejudice!!
Monday, March 28, 2005
Grr....
I am so angry about today until i could have blood coming out from my eyes, ears and mouth. Just wanting to take a rest when some selfish, stingy, self-centred asshole plays his darn guitar at a dreaded time in the night when I am having my beauty sleep!!!! I will tell you who he is. He's my useless brother who plays rhythmless, shallow and noisy "music" (I can't even call it music man!!! It's totally rubbish sound waves trashing my ears).
Today sucked and I want to drain it away with sleep when someone wakes me up to remind me how unlucky I am these few days. How cruel!! Firstly someone from the human resource of TTSH lied to me and my friends, then there's this groupmate that leech upon our grades. Who doesn't want to forget about all these using sleep?
Sorry for being crude but a tired man is an angry man. You must always bare that in mind. Damn him, BHB person. Does all guys have this mindset? Shameless and oblivious to people's feelings? I wonder!
Waking the dead is one thing, but my mom is one damn hypocrite man!!! I can't wake her up and she talks like hawkers when I am sleeping today. Why? She yelled at me for no rthyme and reason just to get the heat off her chest! She uses me and yet never give me any support that I deserved.
Bawls loudly!!! Why my life is so ill-fated? My personal social support is so limited. I have gone through many downs and I am still not getting up. I can't get up to say I have done it, I have finally achieved what I disire without worrying about anything. Still unable to regain my confidence in life. With someone to fall back on, someone you wish he would defend your points when you go home. Someone whom I can cry to and borrow an ear to listen to my sorrows. Someone who can cheer me up. No! that person is gone forever, never to come back and attend to my needs.
That's my dad, the only person in this world that give my solid support until god take him away and leave me in great saddness. He was someone that made home more worthwhile, not a battleground. Everytime I'm with him I feel locked away from reality, that's how I can develop my confidence and self-worth.
Today sucked and I want to drain it away with sleep when someone wakes me up to remind me how unlucky I am these few days. How cruel!! Firstly someone from the human resource of TTSH lied to me and my friends, then there's this groupmate that leech upon our grades. Who doesn't want to forget about all these using sleep?
Sorry for being crude but a tired man is an angry man. You must always bare that in mind. Damn him, BHB person. Does all guys have this mindset? Shameless and oblivious to people's feelings? I wonder!
Waking the dead is one thing, but my mom is one damn hypocrite man!!! I can't wake her up and she talks like hawkers when I am sleeping today. Why? She yelled at me for no rthyme and reason just to get the heat off her chest! She uses me and yet never give me any support that I deserved.
Bawls loudly!!! Why my life is so ill-fated? My personal social support is so limited. I have gone through many downs and I am still not getting up. I can't get up to say I have done it, I have finally achieved what I disire without worrying about anything. Still unable to regain my confidence in life. With someone to fall back on, someone you wish he would defend your points when you go home. Someone whom I can cry to and borrow an ear to listen to my sorrows. Someone who can cheer me up. No! that person is gone forever, never to come back and attend to my needs.
That's my dad, the only person in this world that give my solid support until god take him away and leave me in great saddness. He was someone that made home more worthwhile, not a battleground. Everytime I'm with him I feel locked away from reality, that's how I can develop my confidence and self-worth.
Friday, March 25, 2005
Ancestor season is here!!!!
Another round of pollution just to offer my ancestor my respect. I've being doing this ever since was preschooler. Sigh, I get my dose of carbon monoxide very year and it's normal to me. I get myself sick to make the rest of the year a lucky one. Though I do not believe they ever blessed me with luck, no news is good news.
Nothing happens to me and what so ever, i am free from a life of threats. That is of course the luck i have taken for granted over the years I take pains to go to Chua Chu Kang.
I have a christian friend who never practied such stuff as to visit people in their graves. I mean why do you celebrate chinese new year and not this custom? In contrast, I also do a bit of christmas stuff like send cards.
I asked my mom why don't christians in singapore celebrate Qing Ming? She works in a presbyterian home, so she should be very familiar with the religion. She took out a book and told me some phrases from it.
ephesians 6:6-7
Work hard and don't just please you masters when they are watching. As slaves of christ, do the good will of god with all your heart. Work with enthuism, as though you were working for the lord rather than the people.
Work with enthuism at whatever you do, keeping in mind you are serving god not serving the people
Is this sentence true? No comments....
Nothing happens to me and what so ever, i am free from a life of threats. That is of course the luck i have taken for granted over the years I take pains to go to Chua Chu Kang.
I have a christian friend who never practied such stuff as to visit people in their graves. I mean why do you celebrate chinese new year and not this custom? In contrast, I also do a bit of christmas stuff like send cards.
I asked my mom why don't christians in singapore celebrate Qing Ming? She works in a presbyterian home, so she should be very familiar with the religion. She took out a book and told me some phrases from it.
ephesians 6:6-7
Work hard and don't just please you masters when they are watching. As slaves of christ, do the good will of god with all your heart. Work with enthuism, as though you were working for the lord rather than the people.
Work with enthuism at whatever you do, keeping in mind you are serving god not serving the people
Is this sentence true? No comments....
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
You know something...
You know something... I feel like drifting away to wilderness.
Any of you bought a book called, "GirlTalk" by Carol Weston?
I bought that book when I was secondary 2 because I was eavesdropping on my classmates reading abstracts of that book aloud and it sounded very interesting to me. I was very determined to get the book, I search high and low in Kinokunia but it was sold out. I gave up and asked my classmate where it was sold
"Why? You want to know about your crush is it?" She announced to her ruthless group of friends.
It was embarassing!!! I felt a slightly warm on the face and I remained quiet staring at my feet.
"At borders, wheelock place." She enlightened me.
At that time, I didn't know where it was (see how sua ku I am). I did my own research and when down directly to purchase the book. I remembered clearly I skipped many chapters and the only chapter I read was body and love.
This book made me grew up. I understand clearly everything about being an adolecence without risking my dignity asking people.
There was this chapter i read just 2 days ago on grief and loss.
Apparently, I reckon it's false because I can't cope simple stress up till today although the loss of my dad can be emotional disturbing and I had gone through the mouning days. I lost all my courage I had during the dark days, I fear more than I had ever Feared in my life.
*****
Yesterday was disasterous! You know what? A man in his early 40s touched my shoulder accidentally.
This was how it happened:
I was window shopping at northpoint basement 1 when I saw this attractive tote bag that I yearn for a year. Then while i was immersed and dreaming about the bag, I felt weights pressuring my right shoulders.
"I am not in a relationship, I know a few guys only, how can someone touch me on the shoulders like that. I bet it must be from some handsome guy I knew last time, he must be!!!" That was what passed through my mind.
When I turned to the left, the texture of that man's skin burst my bubble immediately. Then he was there giving me a wry smile. I shall let you create your own ending from here.
I bet must be my t-shirt, that hang ten t-shirt i was wearing. Grr... I swear to god i will never buy another hang ten t-shirt again. I know many aunties love hang ten till they go nuts. So i shall not compete with them.
Any of you bought a book called, "GirlTalk" by Carol Weston?
I bought that book when I was secondary 2 because I was eavesdropping on my classmates reading abstracts of that book aloud and it sounded very interesting to me. I was very determined to get the book, I search high and low in Kinokunia but it was sold out. I gave up and asked my classmate where it was sold
"Why? You want to know about your crush is it?" She announced to her ruthless group of friends.
It was embarassing!!! I felt a slightly warm on the face and I remained quiet staring at my feet.
"At borders, wheelock place." She enlightened me.
At that time, I didn't know where it was (see how sua ku I am). I did my own research and when down directly to purchase the book. I remembered clearly I skipped many chapters and the only chapter I read was body and love.
This book made me grew up. I understand clearly everything about being an adolecence without risking my dignity asking people.
There was this chapter i read just 2 days ago on grief and loss.
If you can overcome the loss you had, you can overcome almost everything
even when you failed a minor test.
Apparently, I reckon it's false because I can't cope simple stress up till today although the loss of my dad can be emotional disturbing and I had gone through the mouning days. I lost all my courage I had during the dark days, I fear more than I had ever Feared in my life.
*****
Yesterday was disasterous! You know what? A man in his early 40s touched my shoulder accidentally.
This was how it happened:
I was window shopping at northpoint basement 1 when I saw this attractive tote bag that I yearn for a year. Then while i was immersed and dreaming about the bag, I felt weights pressuring my right shoulders.
"I am not in a relationship, I know a few guys only, how can someone touch me on the shoulders like that. I bet it must be from some handsome guy I knew last time, he must be!!!" That was what passed through my mind.
When I turned to the left, the texture of that man's skin burst my bubble immediately. Then he was there giving me a wry smile. I shall let you create your own ending from here.
I bet must be my t-shirt, that hang ten t-shirt i was wearing. Grr... I swear to god i will never buy another hang ten t-shirt again. I know many aunties love hang ten till they go nuts. So i shall not compete with them.
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