First of all, my hair looks FANTABULOUS!

Thanks Denise :D!

Oh yeah, I kena-ed by Warden Lim during maths this morning.

Mr. Lim: Blahblahblah.. Tuck in your shirt....Stop advertising for United Uniforms...blahblah...how much are they paying you...blablah..

He sounds exactly like Ms. Chan.
Everytime Ms. Chan sees my shirt not tucked in my underwear, she will ask loudly, " Erica! How much money does United Uniform pay you to advertise??????"
I will then mumble something about "volunteering"....which really pisses her off.

She will exclaim loudly, "OH! I didn't know you were so cheap!"

"Lame.", my brain says.

Ms. Chan had also boasted about her "fan" club. The President being Chun Kit.
What a crippled joke.

Mr. Lim also had mentioned something about a fan club, consisting mainly of Changi Prison wardens and policemen.

Sheesh, is there a book called " How to tell crippled jokes to your students - it just makes them sick! "

The "advertising" joke is really getting tired.

It may be funny the first time, it's less funny the second time, but it's just DOWNRIGHT UN-FUNNY the third time.

Ah well.

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I'm really getting better at this "Control Your Temper" thing.

Everytime something pisses me off (every other day), my neck starts to feel hot...and before you know it, I'm suddenly as fluent in Hokkien as that lao ah pek drinking kopi at the coffeshop.

But now I'm better, I tell myself, "It's okay Erica... calm down.. do some yoga.Meditate, meditate.. RELAX. Relaaaaaaax.
It works. Most of the time.

Great. I feel more mature already.

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Anyway, many thanks to those people who have been Bon Voyage-ing me... all of you shall get donuts :D

See ya on the 6th!
-ric

I am very tired.
Cheebye umpire.

Today has just been a terrible, terrible day.

We lost our second match to Bedok North all because of the umpire.

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Hafiz, I apologize.
It's not your fault.
Should have gotten my facts right first.

Now I know who the real asshole is.

I take it back.
Should have gotten my facts right before I started apologizing.
It is all your fault.

Hafiz, Hafiz, Hafiz..... next time don't be such a wuss and complain to teacher about me..
You don't like my face... so you sabo me?

What kind of pussy can't stand words from a girl?
Pathetic.

Anyway, assembly was ho-hum as usual, some people from the Science Centre came and did a short skit on Star Wars.

Luke Skywalker: I can help you father!

Darth Vader: You're right Luke, tell your sister.....you're right.

Leia: Luke! -points a gun at Darth Vader-

Luke: It's okay, Leia.

Leia: Oh no! Has he turned you to the Dark side too?!

Luke: No...he has become good.

Darth Vader: Yes...it's true.

Leia: Great! -beams-

Luke:-beams-

Darth Vader: -digs nose- (kidding)

-The End-

The ending just shocked me.
I almost expected them to hold hands and sing to the theme song of Care Bears.

Jeez.

-ric

My computer has escaped near death.
I am thankful.

After saying that, I still feel very frustrated with my computer as it keeps hanging and I have to press "Ctrl, Alt , Delete" furiously while cursing fluently at my computer.

Bloody hell.

But I guess I can't have everything.

Oh yeah, dear father has bought me an MP3 player last night.

It is very strange indeed.
I considered asking him the "are-you-on-drugs" question but decided against it because I might incur his wrath.

Might update later, if I survive maths homework.
-ric

I think it's okay to forget a whole year of memories.

It has been too long...

Just sent David at the Airport.. not gonna say much about it because it's all to personal.

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I have come to terms that my computer will never be revived.

Each time I ask my father to fix the computer, it is always " Later."
And by "later" he means, "when I grow a beard six inches long."

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Right now, Life is just one endless cycle... Go to school, get tortured by Police Warden Mr. Lim (maths teacher), do maths homework, sleep.

Other subject seem insignificant compared to Maths, when I wake up in the morning I think "Oh man. Maths again."

Ah well, that's life.

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I am definitely toning down on my blogging ways. Especially since Ms. Chan is on spy-on-the-students'-duty.

Ahh..and speaking of teachers like Ms. Chan, they seem to have formed an alliance against me.

First, Ms. Lim.

The class was playing some kind of ice-breaker game and Shi Rui kena forfeit.

I suggested, "Dance the friendship dance with a boy of your choice... ha ha ha.."

Ms. Lim said it was a good idea (naturally) and asked ME to dance with her.
The class seemed to find it hilarious.

Second, Ms. Chan-mali-chan-oei-oei!

I don't know why, but Ms. Chan seems to be on permanent sadist duty.

"Why don't we make fun of Erica's F9 in chinese!! JOY!
OR OR.. make fun of her lack in vocabulary. WHEEEEE!! WHAT FUN!
Oh wait...let's make her the E. maths rep!! HAHAHAHA! GENIUS!"


Terrible. I bet that's what goes on in Ms. Chan's mind.

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Just the other night I was having a very rare mother-daughter conversation with my Mum.

Me: Hmmm.. I still dunno what course to take...something to do with journalism? Or science.

Mum: Don't worry. Me and your Dad are open with anything.

-silence-

Me: Ma.... I'm a lesbian.

Mum: GAGOH!! (a curse word in tagalog)

Me: HAHAHA! KIDDING!

Always trust me to spoil the moment.

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Ahh...and I see Tanya has tagged my board again..probably for the last time.

You know what? Idiots are always the same when they lose a fight with me.

" u r a [insert irrelevant insult]!! I don't want to waste time fighting wit a low-life like u! Gdbye!"

Pretty ironic seeing how much time they've already wasted. But it's been fun :D

See ya when I get hold of another computer,
-ric