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Be good, and if you can't be good, be careful.
Intro
i am who i am
i hate squatting toilets and people who cycle on pedestrian paths
i love my sg gibson bass guitar and playing crisis core
i spend half my life in yuhua secondary school
for the love of God why
Sunday, March 15, 2009
... do people like to marry other people who look like douchebags?
... do tall guys love to be with short girls?
... are there so many dumbass losers out there who like to talk like they know everything, but actually they don't know their ass from their armpit?
... do people complain the local music scene sucks, when (a) they will shoot down people who are good, but different; (b) they will shoot down people who are good, but don't look local, and (c) they will shoot down people who don't sound like we've-made-it! bands, even though they don't want us to sound like we've-made-it! bands anyway?
I am not going to waste my time getting angry with douchebags, because the world is full of douchebags. Better I know that they are douchebags, and ignore them earlier, than think they actually know what they're talking about, listen to them and then be sorely disappointed.
I am just going to do what I do, and be happy doing it. As long as it's not illegal and I'm not forcing it down anybody's throat, no one has the right to stop me.
I am listening to Justin Timberlake. I listen to this song whenever I feel cheated by someone. I have been feeling cheated quite often lately.
Anyway what have you guys been up to during the holidays (or pseudo-holidays, since most of you still have to come back to school)? I have been around for the Sec 3 Holiday Programme (which some people *looks pointedly at Wanrong* have been PONTENG-ing). Now I am still in school doing preparations for 2009. Yay! 2009! Omg there is so much work to do.
Oh! Birthday wishes!
HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY CHUN HENG JOSHUA AND HEMA!
Lol soon I must post for Min Er and Wei Jie too.
Oh I changed my template since a lot of people complained the other one was so hard to use. Am hoping to incorporate Brenda's picture into a new skin. My blogskin pro (aka Yew Liang) is working on it. Yay!
I want to form a band. Just to sing one song - Avril Lavigne's Happy Ending. Anyone interested?
You were everything, everything that I wanted We were meant to be, supposed to be but we lost it All the memories so close to me just fade away All this time you were pretending So much for my happy ending
Today was a bad day. I got angry with a lot of people. I screamed at my students. I was so tired I couldn't walk straight. Every little thing was annoying and a pain in the butt. Ugh. I guess when you get really really high, the only way you can go from there is really really low.
To all the people I screamed at today (there were a lot :S) I apologise for the screaming. I hope Scary Ms Straaten will stay at home tomorrow and not come out for the rest of the term. Esp to 2E5, my creepy clappers who don't clap anymore. Sigh.
I have more pictures, but I'm just not in the mood to post any. I'll link up my Facebook album instead.
Eugene said very specifically not to blog about him today, so this post is not about him. :)
*** The other day Liying asked me, "Ms Straaten why you emo?" and I was like x_x because I was really tired and crampy and irritable.
Today was worse. Today got bad from very early on. Then it steadily got worse... One by one things would happen on top of each other, until at 1120 when it was time for 3E5's lesson I was really ready to slaughter someone - anyone - with my bare hands. Poor things, I made them write essay. But I was stunned at how they couldn't answer the question... You know, I feel very bad whenever I hear how many tests and whatever strange remedial stuff they have to do, but then I feel worse when I realise there are so many things they don't know for English. And though I want to teach all these things, I don't know how much they want to listen. Sometimes it feels like I'm expected to be the joker teacher all the time, play only, no need to really study. After all how do you study English? You can't. You just keep using it over and over again. You read, you write, you speak, you listen. But, I ask you, (rant)
WHERE GOT TIME? GOT THIS THING THAT THING SORRY MS STRAATEN WE GOT A LOT OF TESTS YOU KNOW
I KNOW LE! Then English how? Never mind la? Score distinction for everything and then fail English what's the point? (/rant)
Then I remember they really have A LOT of things to do and remember. And I feel really, really bad that English doesn't come as naturally to them as it does to me. :(
*** So I was telling Yew Liang that I was in a bad mood later in the afternoon because someone scolded me for something that wasn't my fault. Raow. I was going to write about it but I think I should just let it go. I just need time to cool down and cool off, before I say a lot of things I cannot take back. Hahaha sendthisguytohell@hotmail.com.
*** I can't decide which was worse:
1) People playing DOTA during CME 2) People inviting me to play DOTA with them 3) People playing Icy Tower during CME 4) People offering to teach me how to play Icy Tower 5) People demanding for my Friendster page 6) People demanding for my MSN 7) Erin and Joshua fighting over who gets the bigger page in the Underwear Diaries for today (one never wear this, one never zip that) 8) Eugene thinking that Freerice.com Vocab Level 14 is enough to beat me (it's not, my best level is 48) 9) People forgetting to turn off the computers (this was yesterday) 10) People forgetting to turn off aircon (this was today)... It's ok. Domestic Helper Ms Straaten was on hand to deal with it. -.="
*** My friend googled "Ms Straaten" and found all my students' blogs. I am highly amused!
*** Because I really need something to laugh at, I decided to go to this site where I watched the most hilarious video I've ever seen in my life. It totally doesn't make any sense and that's why I love it. It's called the Llama Song.
Rigging (from Anglo-Saxon wrigan or wrihan, "to clothe") is, on sailboats and sailing ships, the collection of apparatuses through which the force of the wind is transferred to the ship in order to propel it forward. This includes masts, yardarms, sails, and cordage.
(And no, Melvyn, you can't hang laundry on rigging unless you live on a ship.)
I have concluded that I am actually quite bad at wearing heels for long periods of time. You would think that this revelation would have come to me earlier, but once again denial proves to be more comforting than acceptance. I still like my heels though. They are useful for stepping on persons who annoy me beyond my limits of tolerance.
In other news, for people still dying to hear some gay songs, this is one of my favourite songs, from the musical The Producers. It's aptly titled Keep It Gay. (If you need backstory, the two guys in suits are trying to convince the dude in a dress to direct a really bad play for them, because they have a secret plan to make millions in profit and run away with the money. Unfortunately for them this guy is really seriously gay in every sense of the word.)
(rant) By the way. Just in case anyone has got opinions about what I should write on this blog, or what I should wear to school, or what I should and should not say in class - I say thank you very much for your concern. I appreciate that you want me to do the best job I can. However I believe I should be the judge of that, and not you. I welcome advice, but that doesn't mean I have to follow it. I encourage giving opinions, but that doesn't mean I have to change to suit you. I am more than fairly certain that I know what I'm doing, and I'm more than certain that I know what I should be doing, more than you. (/rant)
Okay I've had enough of being emo and angsty. I shall return you to your regular programming. :)
Today was a bad day. I got angry with a lot of people. I screamed at my students. I was so tired I couldn't walk straight. Every little thing was annoying and a pain in the butt. Ugh. I guess when you get really really high, the only way you can go from there is really really low. 
