another rather short post

..its all i have time for recently.
today's my bio practical and how i dread it so. like i've said and complained before, its completely stupiak because if the bloody funicle or placenta isnt there in the friggin mushy tomato, you still draw it in.

and amazingly, i suck at this. i cannot draw scientific diagrams. my hand refuses to do so. after being nicely treated with excecuting portraits that are at least decent and such, it is horrified to be asked to draw something so emotionless and dead.
and mushy.

oh and here's another amazing thing: i remembered what a funicle and placenta is! whee me. i hope they dont make us draw a maize seed. or worse, a flower.

i cant draw in in dark defined lines Eville Bio/Bore Teacher!! i cant i cant *bawls and runs into a corner to um, bawl some more*.

do you KNOW what happens in my bio lessons? she hands out the RandomVegetation [oh gawd, i hope today's not grass or WORSE, ginger] and i try to draw it. it looks hideous and i end up erasing a lot. so, in the end we go through our bio worksheet with said Eville Teacher and she draws a nice scientific diagram and i copy it down.


*dances the i am incompetent dance*
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i was brushing my teeth this morning when i remembered what inspired my short rant on burning my bras and shaving my hair off.

i was having lunch with charmaine and matthew and i was 'discussing' with her what to cut my hair into. and you /know/ what he said? "no! dont cut your hair! it's not nearly long enough!"

*glares at the entire male population*

this from the guy who calls the way i wear my hair nowadays post-war Afghanistan and quickly revised it to 'some demi-god from Hell Boy'

i am much flattered.

WHY am i even friends with him?? all he does is insult me! ah wait- i know. because i like insulting him as well. *beams*
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my brother's in the living room playing with his trucks, legos and whatever boys play with. and he's making funny noises and talking to the said inanimate objects.

you know, i dont remember playing alot as a kid especially at his age [he's in P4]. ddn have much toys either i think and the ones that i did have lay in the Storeroom Under The Stairs [just like the one in harry potter =D] untouched because i couldnt be bothered to.

i think i read and stoned in front of the tv alot. maybe did a bit of cycling.

my mum said i ddn play with my toys much either when i was reaally young like when i was a toddler. according to her, i much preferred playing with her pots, banging and opening the lids etc.

hmm.

i only had ONE barbie which is quite unheard of.
and i didn't treat her nicely either.

wait- compared to what charmaine treated hers like, i was a saint.
her mother bought her a reallllly expensive, Limited Edition barbie and the girl promptly took a scissors and cut the hair off!
*beams*
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it didn't turn out to be a short post did it?