Listening to: One Step At A Time - Jordin Sparks


What to give?? A tie? A shirt? A wallet? A choker? ARGH.

Anyway, I had a good talk with my mom today about school. Okay, actually it was more of complaining to her, and her supporting my arguments. My mom must have been a bad person like me back in the old days because our thinkings are similar! Yes, I'm very shocked because we don't normally think stuff of the same wavelength. Okay, only different wavelengths when it comes to academics. LOL.

I feel SO much better after complaining. Time to find the next target to listen to my complaints. =X

By the way, know what? True Singapore Ghost Stories is not the book to be read if you want to be scared because it's NOT scary at all. It's an interesting read though [I know because I read book 17 today in the library] because it's funny how people can think of crappy but amusing stories. For example, the existence of zombies. LOL. My eyes were rolling non-stop like the wheels of a formula-one race car while I was reading the story because it was SUPER LAME. The zombie who spewed mucus at a shop assistant in the toilet, and if you take a photo of it, it'll signify that you've gained possession of it. Funny?

AND before I forget, something very funny happened in class during civics today.

We had to design a shirt and a cake for National Day because it's just compulsory, and we had to decide if the whole class contribute to the design or just appoint someone. Here's the situation quoted according to the best of my memory:

Mr Wee: "So do you want the whole class to do, or get someone?" *does his frown-smile thing*
-a moment of silence from the class because majority didn't really care-
Alex [serious tone towards Mr Wee]: "Someone." *pauses* "Which is you."

Haha, and the funny thing is that he said it without seemingly intending for it to be a joke. =X

The rest of the day was tiring. Nearly died though we ended around the same time as last year. I can't imagine tomorrow because there's Economics self-study which is DAMN boring, and DAMN draggy. ARGH.

"Life sucks." As quoted from Sarah who has muttered that a million and one times up to date.

And lastly to end off my post, here's a joke grabbed from my darling daughter yuting's blog. :))

A doctor of psychology was doing his normal morning rounds when he entered a patient's room. He found Patient #1 sitting on the floor, pretending to saw a piece of wood in half.

Patient #2 was hanging from the ceiling, by his feet.

The doctor asked patient number 1 what he was doing. The patient replied, "Can't you see I'm sawing this piece of wood in half?" The doctor inquired of Patient #1 what Patient #2 was doing. Patient #1 replied, "Oh. He's my friend, but he's a little crazy. He thinks he's a lightbulb." The doctor looks up and notices Patient #2's face is going all red.

The doctor asks Patient #1, "If he's your friend, you should get him down from there before he hurts himself!"

Patient #1 replies, "What? And work in the dark?"