hello all.

i have started wondering whether i was a Snob. and as much as i hate to admit it, i think there's a significant smudge of it. isn't it snobbery that i drip disdain whenever i talk about mats/minahs/bengs/lians? apart from their truly ludricous characteristics, i suppose they might not actually be so bad right? =
i feel the weight of my karma. it's true, i kinda do diss partly because its just oh-so-Fun. maybe i've been wrong all along?

*recalls ugly incidents involving hostile minahs*

pfft, Naaaaah.

huh, see this is why we'll never attain the beauty pageant ideal - world peace. despite it all, our favourite way of working is still an eye for an eye and hell, we don't really care if we end up blind!

i was watching tv with my mudder and this Mango ad came on, so i was waaaah, i wish i was gorgey like Her! and she patted my head and said, it's okaaay, you're gorgeous inside.

[i think all mothers are programmed to say cliched stuff like that but this not the point of matter here -]

the thing is, i'm NOT gorgeous inside. how can i or anyone say that? certainly and especially not me, thinking back on how i cackled when i found out my two disliked persons -jamie yeo + tata young- were appearing on tv together and were supposed to hate each other. petty bitchiness like that, how imbecilic *snerk*

but anyway my point is, um. we're imperfect. woohoo what an epiphany.

bugger it, i hate it when i launch myself into these bush-beating discourses and end up with a conclusion that i've known all along
: i should have better things to do. like study.

...................

speaking of which, a funny Event in school today!

while lining up to buy what they call 'healthy' food, we saw a friend who for some reason was dressed completely geek-O! we asked her why, and she said she just felt like it. so hurhur we thought oh whot fun! let's have a Geekazoid Revolution! and so, we tucked in our shirts aaaall the way so our skirt bands can be seen [just like dahling mrs. ee wants] and pushed down our glasses to the tips of our noses and started our geek laugh

hur-hur-hur-hyok-hur-hyok-hur-hur.

and we pranced around amid horrified stares and dropped jaws. oh what fun attention-seeking is! later on, we came upon our buddy-teacher and stood in a row of 5 and bowed deeply to her like all teachers crave causing us to erupt in peals of laughter. almost hysterical, we went up the staircase only to find the DM glaring at us, searching for something Wrong with us so that he can give is detention but nooo, he could not do abything despite the ruckus we were making because well, we were specifically following the school rules!

*chortles madly* i love it.

note: we have three teachers who pick on our uniform law-breaking. we have mr. osgodby who is fixated on our 'missing' ie. ankle socks.
mrs. ee [assholic pe nightmare in dreadful track suits and boobs+bum that have surrendered completely to gravity]. she specializes in catching us for 'untucked' shirts and um, coloured bras. the thing we hate about her is that if our shirt looks untucked, she tugs it until it becomes UNtucked and the she'll hurl us to Herr Hitler who is another case entirely!
and there's good ole' tiger, who basically does everything else but we like him anyway cuz he's actually a Nice Guy and is only doing his job because og Herr Hitler [whom he hates too]. unlike the sagEE one, they don's victimise and pick on us =]