Wednesday, May 03, 2006 : History repeats itself. In a good way.
There might be a sequel to the drama I did the other day. What's the occasion you may ask? Teacher's Day I expect it to be. The previous one was Star Wars : Light Unto the World. Wonder what the sequel is going to be. You can give suggestions in the comment box. =D
I'm starting to hate me hair. It doesnt stand up like how it used to a year back. This is really depressing. Hmm.... maybe all I gotta do is get a haircut.... But I don't want to. This might sound crazy to you but I plan to keep my hair long after school. Not long as in girly long but long as in long long, if that made any sense to you. Okay, to put things in a simpler way, longer than what's allowed in school.
Now, my hair can't even stand up on its own. It needs gel or wax to really stand. It does look good once you get some gel/wax on it but that's not what I want. Need a cut.
I've got Moral Projects to finish up. Friday's the deadline. Monday's the gateway to Hell.
I seem to be having more fun in Form 5 than Form 4. I know, wtf? Its supposed to be the other way around. Nooooo. Can't control the urge.
Today, I got nagged by Aiza again. After spitting 256879 gallons of saliva on my face, the only message I got out of it was; your pants is too low. Wat a pain in the ass! I can't help it that my pants is low. Actually, I can. Haha but it would require alot of energy, something which I'm very stingy of.
You see, on the day of purchasing my pants, I had a choice between size 34 and size 36. The problem was, I'm a size 35! It would either be too tight (34) or too loose (36). After giving heavy considerations, I figured its better to be too loose than too tight. So I bought the 36 and it was SERIOUSLY loose. Made the pants look baggy and made it look lower on me. Bah.
Today, I laughed. Hard. After hearing an essay I wrote. Ms Veni read it out to the class. I wrote about an imaginary camp in the essay. A camp somewhere in the jungle.
Guess wat? One of the settings was Kuala Lumpur and it was snowing. Another one was in a jungle and civilisation(think tall buildings) surrounded the jungle. A participant of the camp got lost in the jungle and was never to be found again.
I also dissed the locals of the jungle because all they give you is a piece of land for you to shit on. A few people would share the same piece of land to shit on. Then, while you're shitting, the locals would push you and disturb you. I laughed my ass off when I imagined this part!
I'll help you imagine. Imagine this. You're squatting down on a bare piece of land with grass. You're forcing your shit out, when suddenly someone comes up behind you and starts rocking your body and disturbing you in ways I'll leave your imagination to design.
Dunno whether you found that hilarious but it sure was to me. One day, if I ever get the essay back from Ms Veni, I'll transfer it here. But for now, my words will have to suffice.