Saturday, March 05, 2005
haha i am so amused by how much my dad detests schoolbuses.
seriously.
ok for example. i'm supposed to leave for school at 6.40 everyday. but of course it'll end up more like 6.43 or something, due to the fact that he forces me to eat a nice large nourishing breakfast which sucks but whatever. (see it's his own fault)
so. he'll nag and scold about getting caught in traffic jams and such. and then here comes the punchline: "and WE ARE GONNA GET STUCK BEHIND THAT FOOL WHO DRIVES THE BUS."
and it's really quite stressful, because if we get stuck behind the bus, he'll honk and HONK and wake all the residents up, then he'll attempt to overtake the bus, but since it's quite a long vehicle to have to overtake, he'll inevitably come face to face with an oncoming car. then he'll curse a bit. ("clown ah! STUPID DRIVER, don't know how he got his licence, MUST BE MALAYSIAN!!!") apparently, i am supposed to take the bus to school if i leave past 6.40 again. it's crap, coz really it's his stupid car clock that's fast. and if i point that out, he'll go "no look at my watch! *taps watch furiously* SAME TIME!" duh right. he set the car clock by his watch.
and i am also amazed at his loserness. nono i'm not being mean but really.
see right. he has this precious 30 dollar alarm clock which he takes great pride in. ("it's from Germany!") and one day it stopped working. so he took it down to the shop, scolded them for cheating his money coz it was quite new at the time. so they dug out this bunch of ants, scotchtaped them to the clock and gave it back to him. so he shuttup. i mean, they're ants right? could be his own ants.
so today. this alarm clock didn't ring. we all got up at 7 something. instead of 6. (my dad positively DRAGGED me out of bed by my feet) so obviously i'm late for school. had to RUN behind miss kon to avoid getting booked. ok then ladeeda finish school. dad picks me up. turns out that THE ANTS HAD GONE BACK INTO THE ALARM CLOCK AND BUILT A NEST THERE. so what did my clever daddy do?
he blew them dead with the hairdryer and shook 'em outta the clock.
sDADistic.
bah anyways. i'm not looking forward to project inkwell! i think it's a pretty dumb idea... i mean. we're not even raising funds for our own library, it's the primary school. little twerps, i can tell you that all they ever read is enid blyton idiot stories, and it's not like they even borrow the books, they just bring them to the friggin Wishing Well to read. the Wishing Well, by the way, stinks to high heaven, i have NO CLUE what they do in there but it is disgusting.
and i have to study chem and chinese and emaths okay. not like i'm some kind of free person. i'm a busy woman! hmmph. and i am feeling very concerned because i am turning out to be a stupid busy woman, having flunked multiple tests this year. SO MANY okay. this cannot be happening!!! garrh. ok i must MUST study. i shall haul my butt over to project inkwell for 3.5 hours to do my shift and then i will rush home to study. yesyes.
i tell you ah. my puny juniors had better cheer damn loud for me on my graduation day. they owe me one.
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Lord we need Your grace and mercy
We need to pray like never before
We need the power of Your Holy Spirit
To open Heaven's door
Spirit touch Your church
Stir the hearts of men
Revive us Lord
With Your passion once again
I want to care of others
Like Jesus cares for me
Let Your rain fall upon me
Let Your rain fall upon me
Lord we humbly come before You
We don't deserve of You what we ask
But we yearn to see Your glory
Restore this dying land
i love this song *sigh*
(:
PS: PROJECT INKWELL: 5th March 2005 MGS. PLEASE COME TO JUNGLE RUMBLE, 3B3's BOWLING STORE WHICH IS BASED ON "THE JUNGLE BOOK". GREAT PRIZES TO BE WON!! harhar.