Well, just read this entry somewhere the other day. And this girl.. she actually copied an ENTIRE layout from another person's site. And this girl didn't even ask for permission to copy the layout! And if that wasn't horrible enough, when she was found out..
she still had the BALLS to retailiate and say that the owner's making a huge fuss out of nothing!
And when she gave an apology on her blog entry.. homygod.
So insincere.
Sigh. And she's older than me. OKAY, I'm not saying I'm better than her or close to perfect. I still got my own faults with my teachers to settle. But I mean, she should know she made a mistake right? Its only right if she apologizes.. still fight until no tomorrow for what? Glory? Power? Fame? Ego? Blah. It just says that much about her character. BUT I'M NOT JUDGING HER! So there, God. So please don't send me to hell for that.
So yes. That's the whole story cut short. And now on her blog? People are still arguing on her tagboard over the incident. And her friends actually side her, lah. And they side until.. damn teruk balls. Team this VS team that. So now its become some sort of a tag-blogwar? Erk. Okay..
Complicated.
As for my maths today.. first let me start off by thanking ELVIN, AUGUSTINE, RACHELLE AND HANIS - who bothered to teach me some stuff last minute before the paper. 2 LCians taught me last night on msn, and the other 2 babes taught me like 5 mins before the paper could begin. My "friends in class" practically left me there to die. They didn't teach me or share any notes whatsoever. Revenge will come when they dare pop a question to me on social studies. THEN I'LL LEAVE THEM HANGING TO DIE.
But actually ah. I'm so nice right.. that I'll forget about it when the time comes. And again, they'll happily walk all over my head.
As I walked into the cold hall, I swear I felt like giving up cos I wasn't mentally prepared for a killer paper. All I planned to do was to simply write my name and class and go to sleep. And after I saw the first question, I was seriously tempted to do such. But I didn't.
Now. The killer paper. Well, I didn't do at least 10 questions. Managed to at least scrape through the rest, so yep. THANKS for teaching me last minute, yeah fellas? And yup. I'll bet with you on Pizza Hut, KFC, Cafe Cartel, Marche, Swensen's, and NYDC that I CONFIRM lost more than 20-30 marks. So yup. Please pray I get at least 1/80.
Hahaha. That's ridiculous. My mother will bloody slap me left right and centre.
I think I'll have to hide the papers. Maybe burn them. Hell, I'll hide the bloody report book and say I lost it ah!
Cos I know one thing's for sure. Once she sees my grades.. and if she's unhappy.. first, the computer will go out the balcony. Followed by my Playstation console. And if that's not enough, she'll force me to get my books out and start studying. ALL NIGHT LONG.
And if its still as horrible in my upcoming common tests, even my novels will go to the dustbin regardless of whether or not I say they help me improve on my english compositions.
Okay. I'm bullshitting. My mother would NEVER do that. If she ever does, you'll never hear from me ever. Not on this blog, not on MSN, not no where.
Maybe in the newspapers. Orbituary column. Lol.
SO YES! Drifting from another point altogether,
Then we'll go to Orchard and meet May baby no.2: DAWN!
And we'll all have a nice, noisy dinner full of photos at Coffee Club.
I know I'm being a real bitch by fussing over it cos it got
BUT HE CALLED ME AFTER MY SHOWER AND AFTER I TOOK THE LIFT DOWN LA!
Can you imagine jumping up and down in the lift cos you're so goddamn excited and then when the lift door opens, your phone beeps, only to let you find out that there's no dinner whatever?
Then drag yourself up to your doorstep, feeling totally like.. shit ?
Damn annoying right? Damn shit annoying la. So damn anti-climax. Not my thing la. I DON'T LIKE. :((((
Feel damn upset now. From change in plans, change in timing, change in location.. turns to cancelled postponed. Sheesh. Thank God I wasn't on the way to the bus stop or the MRT station or stuck up in a taxi. I'll just bloody scream on the phone la shit.
SIGH.
Okay. You can open your eyes now. I'm done bitching.
It was for a good purpose. For her - in her sickly state - sake. I shall thus not get mad. I shan't get mad, I shan't get mad, I shan't get mad.. *chants*
I'll just sip on Nescafe's tiramisu coffee and take it as there was never any dinner in the first place.
ON ANOTHER NOTE ALTOGETHER AGAIN...
I can't believe my birthday's a day after tomorrow.
HAHA! Soon, eh? So damn soon.
Time sure flies by fast..
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