oh. my. gosh.
palin is the dumbest nitwit on earth!
and i'm sorry, keed, for comparing you to her, but she's even dumber than you!
and that's saying a LOT!
i know the whole of today, i've been saying "in what rresspeck, charrliee?" to imitate her silly interview
but watching more of such interviews online gives me a sense of hopelessness
like, i canNOT believe there are people out there who actually believe in her, and think she can help run the country!
what is going to happen to this world?!
let's look at it this way:
assuming mccain becomes president (and i hope not!)
if and when he dies (because he's ancient)
palin will take over as commander in chief
and she will run the u.s. of a!
and the rest of the world will die!
because i honestly believe she's worse than even bush!
obama, help us!!!
yup, this is it.
one of many infamous interviews
sealing her notorious stupidity in just a few badly chosen words
this one's with charlie, or charles gibson, on september 11 2008.
she sucks.
and this is a collection of many stupid answers.
it's a longer video
and it also includes the "in what rresspeck, charrliee?" interview
haha.
my gosh, watching palin is such stupefying entertainment.
but so funny!
anyways
pat and i came late for the econs lecture at 10
and then after an hour and 20 minutes of being restless
we walked through the rain to eat at macs
keed and jerrald got completely wet
so joel was happily left with the purple gay umbrella
while pat and i shared jerrald's umbrella
oh yea, pat finally climbed the rope thing!
congrats!
and then we went back to the school library to study
before taking a break at three
to go drink teh ping and milo
and goof around in LT1
and then i went home
and left my phone in the car
i'm too lazy to get it now (at 5.50 pm)
so if i reply messages really late
now you know why
announcement: i'm not going for econs mock papers
just postmortem
alright!
fin*
p.s. i think i was super irritating to joe well today
not sure i regret it though
and doel, you'll see you IC chinaman face here soon!
haha!
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Monday, October 13, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
i really, really, really dislike the new principal.
i really do.
her patronising lack of trust, which has in fact been detrimental to my studies in that i can't get any actual studying done, really gets to me,
especially since i cannot do anything about it.
absolutely nothing. zilch. nada. zero.
i can choose to skip school, devote my time to studying, whilst getting an earful of shit from that particularly notorious tyrant.
or i can go to school dutifully, come home late, be too tired to study, flunk Prelims, and still get an earful of shit, albeit perhaps from a different source.
either way, it's a lose-lose situation.
i freakin' hate this.
what sparked this off, at so late a time as 12.55 in the morning before the school week starts?
besides reading dan's blog post, which i agree with wholeheartedly, i read the letter that the school administration sent to every one of our households for our parents to read and sign.
yes, sign.
like we're bleeding 10-year-olds that need to be supervised in things that have a bearing on our futures.
yea, yea, we know; we get it.
A levels are coming, it's time to get serious about our futures.
we know, because what's at stake is ours.
we don't need power-crazy people demanding that we study the way they prescribe, because we've been doing it for the last 11 years.
and, lest we forget, how can i not mention the fact that most of our papers are freakin' before the one week holiday?
how in the universe are we to study with classes going on, pray tell?
especially with classes going on till 7 in the bleedin' evening?
bah bah bah bah.
the aforementioned "bah"s are there as substitutes to vulgar words that i otherwise would have used.
but i've decided to refrain, and to be a lady despite the "bleedin's" and the "freakin's" that's i've let slip past me.
because it is 1 in the morning, and i shall need to catch some sleep.
one final bah.
good night.
finanana*
stickin' it to the man passively in a blog entry that will make no discernible difference
i really do.
her patronising lack of trust, which has in fact been detrimental to my studies in that i can't get any actual studying done, really gets to me,
especially since i cannot do anything about it.
absolutely nothing. zilch. nada. zero.
i can choose to skip school, devote my time to studying, whilst getting an earful of shit from that particularly notorious tyrant.
or i can go to school dutifully, come home late, be too tired to study, flunk Prelims, and still get an earful of shit, albeit perhaps from a different source.
either way, it's a lose-lose situation.
i freakin' hate this.
what sparked this off, at so late a time as 12.55 in the morning before the school week starts?
besides reading dan's blog post, which i agree with wholeheartedly, i read the letter that the school administration sent to every one of our households for our parents to read and sign.
yes, sign.
like we're bleeding 10-year-olds that need to be supervised in things that have a bearing on our futures.
yea, yea, we know; we get it.
A levels are coming, it's time to get serious about our futures.
we know, because what's at stake is ours.
we don't need power-crazy people demanding that we study the way they prescribe, because we've been doing it for the last 11 years.
and, lest we forget, how can i not mention the fact that most of our papers are freakin' before the one week holiday?
how in the universe are we to study with classes going on, pray tell?
especially with classes going on till 7 in the bleedin' evening?
bah bah bah bah.
the aforementioned "bah"s are there as substitutes to vulgar words that i otherwise would have used.
but i've decided to refrain, and to be a lady despite the "bleedin's" and the "freakin's" that's i've let slip past me.
because it is 1 in the morning, and i shall need to catch some sleep.
one final bah.
good night.
finanana*
stickin' it to the man passively in a blog entry that will make no discernible difference
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