Wednesday, November 16, 2005 || Let's comfort Liz. LOL.
- Oh, my life-long wish to participate in a blog war has begun.
Jon Ling has declared war on me!
*finds parang*
Hehe. But anyway, I'll REALLY have to salute myself. You know how I've always said that I'm so great, smart and everything?
SEE HOW INFLUENTIAL ONE PICTURE CAN GET?!?!?
Call me Liz the goddess.
Come on, people! Show me the love! Take pics of yourself in Ju-On-esque mode, its easy. Just put on a fake glare, scrunch up ya fingers, and POSE AT THE CAM! SEND ME THE LOVE, YA'LL!!!
Okay, ignore the BryanBoy resemblance. It is intentional. :P Just joking mah.
On a more serious note, however, the fight or whatever you call it between the Babe, the Babe's boyfriend, Ivy and I (I'm assuming that the rest aren't involved...) is getting pretty intense. So much that even Jin is commenting about it in his blog, haha.
Seeing as how blog wars seem to be a trend nowadays, I shan't defend myself here. Besides, I don't see any reason for me to get defensive. Blog wars are not meant to be held between people we know personally, anyway. It's just too ...... morbid.
Truth be told, this whole SPM shit, and getting out of it alive, is all I care about at the moment.
I still love you guys, Darien and Suet. <3
Okay lar, I better not make the whole situation to appear to be that light, seeing as how they're really pissed about it, while I'm still ... mellow.
But I'm really not bullshitting when I say that we really did want to apologize today, for whatever drastic crime we commited. But oh well. Things happen.
Anyway, I got back my school leaving certs and testimonials today. WTF, my teacher placed me in LEO and Rangers. When I have absolutely NO interest, nor did I sign up for these clubs.
Goshhh, I HEART YOU, Puan Asimah! You rock for not giving me zero marks, which I deserve!
Hehe. And SPM was slightly more tolerable than yesterday, I guess, though I was plagued by a horrible headache. My history is screwed, but let's not dwell in the past. My english essay was only 'so-so' at its most, too. :(
I really should start cursing my headache and the Gods of Slumber. But never mind, regardless of how shitty I think I did in both english and history ... It's in the past. :( I'm powerless to change anything now.
I'd love to type out my whole essay like Suet Li did (I thought your essay was great, girl! Definitely kicks the arse out of mine.) but unfortunately, I don't really remember what I wrote. Shit.
Modern maths later, doubt that I'll score well for it, considering my huge lack of preparations for it. *yawn*
Is pretty funny, this conversation I had on the phone with my so-called tuition teacher.
The Teacher: "So are you prepared for your mod maths and physics?"
Me: "Not at all .... Err, stupid question, but let's say I don't know ANYTHING at all for physics, since the last time I touched a physics book was last May, do you think I stand a chance to pass?"
The Teacher: "Ya. Don't worry. Cause there are a lot of people who are stupider than you, even if you use your natural intelligence alone."
*gloats* Okay lar, I guess he was just bullshitting. But oh well. Fake or whatever ....... At least a small ray of hope has shone on me, right?
Edited: Now I know why I'm so, err, uneducated.
My dad asked me, on the way home, "Girl, you have your MCE right?"
Me: "...... It's SPM."
Dad: "Ooo ... how many As are you aiming for?"
Me: (Was feeling cheeky ...) "Two lor. Three if I'm lucky. Four if I'm blessed. Five if a miracle happens."
Dad: "Oh ... okay. Cool."
...... OMG, I swear, if it were any other parent, they'd freak out. -_-
I guess I should be thankful. =/
