IN YOUR *insert profanity* FACE!

Noooooooooo! T_T

Guys can really be more bitchy than girls.

You're damn annoying, you know?

Seriously, if you think twice and look again, you'd see how bloody uncomfortable I am around you.

And how dare you complain to me about her when you deserve every bit of murder that she yelled at you.

Grrr.

Go sit in a corner and think about what you've done and what I've said here because I KNOW YOU READ THIS.

Its because of people like you that the male species is so inferior. All offence intended.

Red lollipops =)

Everyone's having a good ol' rant on their blogs lately. So I thought I'd follow the trend.



1. Stop jumping to conclusions. You don't know me as well as you think you do.



2. Don't assume. You really don't know me as well as you think you do.



3. Don't judge. There's a very fine line between stating your opinion and judging. You're beginning to cross that line.



4. Don't answer for me. I can answer questions that are directed to me by myself without your help. Its like a mile difference between answering for me and speaking up for me.

a) You always cut through my answers.

b)You never speak up for me.

c) THAT pisses me off.

Period.



5. Don't bitch about. Please.



Just a short quack. Nothing compared to the insane commentary flying around lately.

Tweets, peeps.

Hmph!

I'm so furious now!

Pfft!

Exams are over! =)

Haih, girls are such a pain.

They can praise and bitch about you in the same breath.

One moment they're all nice and sweet with the halo thing, then 20 seconds later, I swear I can see red horns growing above their ears.

One minute their aura's all shiny and baby blue, then the next minute you can see the red flames and steam around them.

I mean, why does their moods have to change so effin fast?

And they love using their monthly PMS as an excuse.

Pfft, its so hard to understand girls. Dratted species.


On the other hand, its not like guys are any better.

Bunch of annoying, stinky, attention deficit homo sapiens who don't take enough baths a day. I mean, conserving water and all that is very noble, but just...nevermind.

And they're the only species are born permanently with ADHD. That's why guys go round picking fights all the time.


Haih, I'm such a girl.

(But I swear I don't praise and bitch about people in the same sentence. Really. Scout's honour.)

Losing touch

Bad Vicki: I'm bored out of my wits.

Good Vicki: Um-hmmhuh.

Bad Vicki: I mean, Biology's interesting. But the way they break it down so precisely kinda gets on my nerves. Especially the food part. I mean, dude, I used to like eating. Now, saying "I eat chocolates everyday!" = "I consume various sorts of lipids on a daily basis!" Ew!

Good Vicki: Hmm-umm-hmm.

Bad Vicki: And you know, I was flipping through Genesis that day, and I found this. Gen 1:27 So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; man and female he created them. And some people don't even have the decency to leave it at that. No, of course not! We have to go right down to the smallest particle and discuss mitochondria and plasma membranes and body parts that are so small; they might as well not exist. Being part of a human being, I feel so...dissected. Ugh.

Good Vicki: Uh-huhmm.

Bad Vicki: Say something, sheesh!

Good Vicki: Mmhmmumhm?

Bad Vicki: Well, you seem miserable.

Good Vicki: Mmmhmmphuh.

Bad Vicki: Well, me too.

Good Vicki: Frrhhmhhum.

Bad Vicki: Yeah, absolutely.

Good Vicki: Ummhmffumph.

Bad Vicki: Okay, sure.

Good Vicki: Hmmf.

Bad Vicki: I miss PMR.

Good Vicki: Hrumph. Well yeah, me too actually.

Burning up, with you baby (part II)

I'm just so tired.

And I bet every other form 4 feels the same. Yawn. Someone once said teenagers need more sleep than infants. I can't remember who said that, but I do remember James saying (several times too, hmph) that teenagers need more sleep than anyone.

And I've read somewhere that a teenager's body is built to stay awake during unearthly hours and sleep during the afternoon.

Which moron said sleeping early and waking up early was healthy?

Can't believe the kind of stupidity some doctors have. All offence intended.

On to happier, or more substantial, matters, I am officially taking up modern & jazz music.

=D

Is that cool or what?

Bye-bye, classical. See you in my next life. Many hugs and kisses.

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Sometimes I think about what I do in my daily routine, and its just so hard to believe so little activities can consume so much time.

With all extra activities included, I'm now staying back five days a week. That's just immoral of the school to do such a thing to me (and a few other poor kids). T.T

Even so, its not like I have a lot to do everyday. So where does the time go? Where, where, where? T_T

8 - 9 hours (average) - school
1 - 2 hours - piano
1/2 hour - worrying about homework (worrying only, not actually doing it)
5 - 6 hours - shut-eye

So where does the rest of the time go? T_T

Takkan I eat, go online, play guitar, laze around and fiddle with stuff for 6-7 hours right?

Wouldn't it be cool if we could literally save time?

"Hey, mum, can you drop me off at Maybank today? I'm gonna bank in 5pm - 7pm today. Maybe I'll use it on Saturday, when I need some extra time."

Can we pretend that airplanes in the night skies are shooting stars~
I could really use a wish right now~
-Hayley Williams

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"...planet Earth belongs to us just as much as it belongs to the next person. We should bear in mind that although one individual cannot prevent the insane (and 120-degrees-burning-like-shhht-kind-of-hot) effects of global warming, six billion individuals can. Therefore, it it not an option, but a responsibility, to do our part in preventing..."

Here's my hypothesises on why we've unofficially changed the term "classroom" to "oven".

1. Someone's playing with our global air-con. Everyday, he/she turns it up a notch.
2. Aliens from Mars found our global ventilation system. =(
3. Scientists aren't geniuses after all. They're all stupid morons with some unknown syndrome, but they cover up by pretending to be unnaturally smart.

I mean, they're the ones who said the sun is billions (or is it millions?) of miles away from earth.

I SWEAR THEY'RE WRONG.

I mean, just walk out of the school compound and you'll realise that the sun is actually 5 inches from your face.

That's why its so damn hot everyday!

Someone needs to wage war on helium atoms. Or is it hydrogen?

Ah, either one.

~Veekee

Burning up, with you baby.

The ventilation system in our class is down for who-knows-how-long-already.

But none of us really noticed till a few days ago.

And now that we'd noticed, the heat is really unbearable. (I mean, its always stuffy and humid in class, but these past few days are really argh.)

Heck, its cooler at the windows than beneath the fans.

So since desperation invokes desperate measures, I've found a fantastic way to do homework near the sweet reprive of the windows, without the desk.

Its unbelievably easy.

1. Leave your stationary on the window sill.
2. Stick whatever extra books/papers to the wall beneath the window with cellophane tape.

3. Sit cross-legged on a chair (with the kind of chairs at school, that's challenging...but possible) and use a hardcover file as your "desk".

Its genius, if you don't mind people assuming your brain screwed up somewhere.

Malaysian weather rocks, so I didn't really mind.

~Veee