it's very disappointing that the room is now a place where no one wants to go except the enthu people and the oldies.
yes. it's dirty. but think about who are the ones who are creating the ness. isit the spiders and lizards and what nots that are scattering your precious lego pieces etc all over the floor??? yet, when it is time to clean up none of you bother to come down to clean. leaving the dirty job to as usual, the oldies and the enthu ones. isn't your responsibility of the room part of the membership package???? surely when u sign up for something that are small little conditions written at one small corner which u definitely would not like. wake up. u say u love being in the club and all. but ur actions are not showing it.
all the while we have been the ones cleaning up after you, not making a noise because at least there were people bothering to come to lend a helping hand. but now??? u're not even there physically. dun tell me you guys are there spiritually. cos you might as well go spiritually to the examination halls during your o levels.
so who's going to take the initiative????
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sigh. talk about the degeneration of human beings. i feel old =S
was tossing and turning in bed last night. didn't have a good sleep after knowing what my parents feel about my results.
i was one second crying, the next cursing, the next planning revenge and the next hallucinating and thinking i'm mad. perhaps this is part of the ministry of health's plan. maybe the next step to medical advancement in singapore would be madness therapy or sumthing. wadeva to do with madness. cos apparently the so called "excellent" singapore education system is driving me nuts. and i'm pretty sure quite alot of others as well.
i've got my certs and achievements laid out and packed to be photostacked and laminataed tomorrow for the submission of the DSA. not that i probably would successful clinch a place in one of those high and mighty schools which can make people think you're so smart when the truth is you aren't. couldn't find my psle cert at first and i panicked my ass off. now i know why i have so much fats there. it's to make sure i still have my ass even after so many panic attacks. yea.
thank God i found it. or rather. mum did. the process was a horrible one. having to look tru my bro's certs as well in case it was accidentally placed there. seriously. looking at my bro's organisation of things you would think he's a girl. so damn organised. xiao. he has like dozens of files of certs and all. and it's not like my rubbish certs like what ndp crap and all. he has stuff like international stamp exhibition --> gold gold gold gold gold, new south wales wadeva academic maths/science competition --> distinction distinction distinction. and to my surprise. he does have those "best pupil" cert as well. quite unbelievable. considering the fact that his book got flung out of the window. then again. what's impossible?? i got sent out of class quite a no of times in pri 1 and 2. haha. how demoralising the search for my cert was. everything he had was like As and golds and disctinctions.
must be cos he had the first serving of my mum's breastmilk or smth. they say it makes u smart. darn. pity i hada teeny stomach as a kid. not much milk went into my brain. not that it really DOES go to your brain. cos it's not part of our digestive system. if it did go to MY brain. then that would probably explain the fact of why i'm naturally dumb =)
yay yay.
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