Experienced a nosebleed just now(the 2nd in my life, refer old posts for the 1st xD). I seriously think that my school canteen has something to do with that. Either that or I'm paranoid. Yes, I know you there in front of the comp picked paranoid.
But it's just so weird when I ate a bowl of wantan mee, I had a tummy ache later that night. The oh-so-stubborn me still couldn't resist the yummy wantan mee the next day, so yeah I came home with yet another achy breaky tummy. Haha, seems that the only "safe" food for me are nasi lemak and laksa at the canteen.
I could live with that. Okay well, maybe not.
imissCHS's nuggets. And french fries. Burger. Roti canai. UWAAAAAAAHS. *depressed* who the hell dares complain about CHS's food? ROAR.
Endured a hellish period at bengkel, again. My teacher tore up my sketches of my reka bentuk projek because I used a freakin ruler to draw 'em. Jeezes, woman. I wasn't even sad or angry. In fact, I was amused. Do I need to tell you, my dear Cik/Pn. Tan Sie Peng, that you looked like a utter madwoman when you tore up my beloved sketches? And, trust me, that is SO not a good look. By the way, your outfit sucked so bad too. Moreover, your ahem ahem, behaviour didn't win you brownie points with motha f*ckin earth either. Waste paper lahh you.
Yeh, I'm pissed. But just a lil'=D
So, conclusion is: KH teachers are crazy. But I forgive them due to those awful tingtinktongtonk sounds they suffer in the bengkels. Poor souls.
Lotta pichas the next post! susssspense xDD
Tuesday, April 14, 2009,11:08 PM |
i am fifteen years old, and fell in love with poetry recently.
okay, and maybe not only with that.
feel free to be inspired by the world. don't lock all your emotions inside you, express them and share.
share with someone who listens.
with the world.
the world needs more inspirations than tears, you know.
"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind."
thankyou for visiting. I hope something here makes you smile.