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Hectic!
Saturday, January 08, 2005 4:08 PM

I am currently 'ki siao' also known as freaking insane.My hectic schedule has driven me the point of no return somewhere somehow this week, which would explain my lack of wanting or desire to blog which I enjoy very much. Apologies to all my friends who have seen a solemn faced Carrie in the middle of lessons, or a Carrie who isn't thinking when I'm talking resulting in me talking nothing that makes sense. Heh. Rather sorry to Moo Moo* who sits beside me. I'm a pain to be with recently. Oh yeah... I seem to begin to hit off with Moo Moo much better these days though. Haha. :) Doesn't it seem interesting how people can not stand each other yet like each others company at the same time?

To make amends for being such a dull personality these days I found myself entirely jumpy, hoppy, bouncy and cheerful today. Strangely yes, and I bet it's because it's Friday and not because my heart is very guilty and I decided to make amends. Honestly, I bet it's because the week has ended and I feel as good as new again!

I hope most of the people I know understand I hate collecting money and writing notes because I just suck at the both of that and being the treasurer cum secretary cum publicity (which is the job I love and would rather only have) is extremely stressful for a maths dud like me. I cannot for the love of alien plastic cows figure out how to give people their change when I collect money. It takes me almost an eternity to sort it out and by then I forget to tick their names off the list. Freaking impossible for me. I failed maths by the way if it isn't already obvious. My left brain obviously doesn't work. I bet in a few years time, my brain will be tilted to the right side because my left brain would be so hollow and empty it will weigh nothing at all. Oh right, as well as make weird hollow 'kong-kong' noises when hit. Anyway, as I was saying (wah how the heck did I digress here!) under that amount of stress and even more self induced stress to complete the homework which never seems to get completed, I went into this moody stage for a couple of days... Giving hell with my 'sian' and 'bo chap' sounding voice to everyone who has heard it because it was just simply the really "endless hole" (something like eternal PMS without violence) period of the day.

So here I am today, totally back to normal, or at least I think it's considered normal (for me lah). I mean, I'm insane as usual and I'm back to crapping correctly. Crap that makes people go "huh!" not "huh?", got difference okay! That primitive Singaporean one syllable grunt means different things with different intonations. So... Yeah.

Kind of had this English Diagnostic Test (a.k.a the test to see if you suck at compre and summary so that the evil HOD who wants us to call her 'mam' instead of Miss whatever can band us and kick us into English night study classes!!! The horror!) which was so sad. I have never ever seen such an easy paper in my life. To think it was an O' level November paper. Sad case! What kind of paper was that. Freaking easy! (I hope I don't do badly or else I lose face! Hah!)

Whatever it is, when I went for the test (had to go back to school at 5.45pm! The evil English department want to suck our brains dry so that tired and bored we fail the test and they can suck us into the English night study!) I met Sharmaine (this is her real name lah), waiting at the bus stop for bus 28. I was also waiting for bus 28 and was secretly VERY happy she was there because a) it's freaking boring to wait alone and b) because I didn't know the bus 28 route and would probably end up somewhere else if no one told me where to get off. I was in such a good mood today I went chattering like an incessent firecracker. I bet I cracked a hole in her ear unknowingly. Oppx! :P

Heh. Went to the hall with her and we chose these ugly fugly blue tables because it was free seating (which the noisy witch like MJC transferred H.O.D tried very hard to tell us).

The witch-like H.O.D whose name is Jacqueline something (her name very weird one but no one can remember because she wants us all to address her as 'Mam' and not her surname. Weird teacher. Weird dressing- think long black rebonded hair to her waist which is like thinning and red fingernails) kept asking us to shut up and not to test her patience when she was already pissed when I came in (and there was not many people there at that time). She spoke so sarcastically and with so many bombastic phrases thrown everywhere, I thought she sounded rather artificial. Like plastic. Not that plastic isn't good. Plastic can recycle mar! When I entered the hall, the first thing she did was with this really pissed posture like we owed her something, she strutted back and forth the stage irritably repeating herself as if we weren't listening when we actually were. The problem with this kind of teacher is that she earns and commands zero respect... So in the end when she asked us to shut up, we made more noise. And so on and on. Unfortunately, she doesn't seem to understand that kids these days won't bow down to the kind who want and demand respect so rudely. Heh. Great role model Miss or is it Mrs Jacqueline Yew. Eh! I remembered her name.

=C Sheesh. Good mood gone. I think I have miscommunicated with Wei Sheng while chatting with him. He thinks I intentionally want to shoot him. Which I do not. I have no intention of shooting him and no mood whatsoever. I don't know why everytime I say something, people always don't really get what I mean. Maybe I get over 'enthusiastic' when I hit certain topics and the way I convey my thoughts isn't exactly as tactful, but really!!! Honestly, cross my heart, shoot it also can lor... =C I didn't intend to shoot him. GAH! So frustrating to be misunderstood. The problems with modern technology. Bah. The toneless cold environment. If theres anything I'd rather shoot it would be the H.O.D woman. Freaking hell. Why would I shoot him. =C No more good mood. Shall stop blogging.

**carrie** (not shooting weisheng!!!)