Showing posts with label Liz Lemon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Liz Lemon. Show all posts

Monday, December 29, 2008

Observations and Keypoh-sation

Brace yourselves, I am about to reveal to you a million-dollar picture that can only be seen by so few. It is a view of high worth and very few people will get the chance to see it. It is a once and only lifetime chance to see such a significant picture and I am very proud to show it to you. Ladies and gentlemen, gentleladies and men, I give you...
THE VIEW OF TP FROM MY WINDOW
Gaaaaaaaahahhahaha~

Well, it IS a million dollar view, I can see TP straight out of my window and it's exactly the centre-front of the school. Who else has a view like that? Who can actually proudly announce that they can wake up every morning, open their window, and see the front of TP directly opposite? Who else can truely say that every time they return to their room and open their window the first thing they spot is TP? Who else can raise their from their desk, out the window and see TP? Who? I DO!

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Dang it. My life here is going to be so boring isn't it? Waking up every morning to the same view of the same school that I'll be attending for the next 2++ years. Great. Just great.


Here's a little something I noticed while looking out my window today(no, I DON'T look out of my window everyday just to see what's going on at TP, it just so happens that 'something' is going on there that is clearly visible -_-). They are putting up new banner on the walls in preparation for the Open House this coming January. Don't know who those people in the banner are, but they sure look happy studying in TP. Really? Do you really become the happy looking people in the banner when you study in TP?


Unfortunately that's never true(I don't know why am I even discussing about this). Today, today, today. I got my E-Maths 2 marks and not so proud, so I frowned. There is no eternal happiness when you study in TP, dear friends, no(I am not too sure what am I blabbering about so I'll end this topic abruptly . . . here).


Speaking of the Open House, if any one of my juniors or if you know of someone who is coming all the way from Kluang to the East of Singkapoor to TP's Open House during January, do let me know. I'll be glad to move you around and show you the what's special about TP(and the non-existant eternal happiness that you'll obtain here).



Another thing I want to keypoh about is a new trend among the boys of this part of the world. Boys, seriously, what's going on? What are you guys trying to prove here? What's the message here? Are you guys sure you're giving out the right signals?

That's right. It's the "manbag" trend. I'm not quite sure if I've made the word up, but I think I have heard of it somewhere...anyway, "manbag" is the men's version of the women's handbag. Seriously! Why are men carrying bags like women! Why!! It's weird...at least to me. It just doesn't suit right. Meterosexuality is definitely kicking in, with more men beauty products in the market, guys really care about how they look nowdays, which is a good thing. But, really, don't push the meterosexuality too far. It's not cute. Not cute at all. Unless you're Hugh Jackman. *wink wink*

Then the guys they have this look. Their wear a tight fitting top, could be body hugging V-Neck tee, or a button down, then they wear this pants which is just at knee length. Then they wear some really nice shoes...I don't have a pic of this look, but ask me, I can't point at any direction in school and I'm pretty sure my fingers will hit on some guy with that look. Anyway, the "gay-ish"(no offense, observations, no discrimination) look is acceptable, but unfortunately it works on some guys and not on others. So don't push it, and guys, try this look at your own risk! May send out wrong signals...I'm just saying.

Man-bag, not for everyone. Seriously, just don't. Unless you're totally adorable and gay. And the the look is totally NOT working on victim #2. FUGLY bag(it kinda looked like he stole his sister's handbag and then decided, "Hey, I could TOTALLY work this, sista!"*snap*), FUGLY dress up, FUGLY! You want a bag? Trash bag would have looked better on you.

Random TV quotes of the week:

"Why do you sound surprised? I love America. Just because I think gay dudes should be allowed to adopt kids and we should all have hybrid cars doesn't mean I don't love America." - Liz Lemon(Tina Fey) on 30 Rock.


Phoebe: How can you let him talk to your crotch like that?
Rachel: He's talking to the baby.
Phoebe: Ohhh! Okay! Okay, 'cause when- when he said "I can't wait to hear your first words", I thought, there's a trick!
-Phoebe and Rachel on Friends.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Arrogant, Insignificant, and Unworthy.

Tuesday.

What a horrible day for me. Thank you, thank you, thank you for ruining my day. Thank you so very much, for f**king up my day just as it was about to begin. I thank you for that. I thank you for your arrogant, ignorant and selfish ways.

Tell me again and explain to me, as to how a person of your status, as a teacher to the weak, how do you share knowledge with students when you carry with you all your egoistic, arrogant nature around? How is it possible to pass knowledge to people of lower intelligence when you build your selfish, male-ego around you and you prance around proud with your nose held high? How, as a teacher, do you walk around, stepping on your students' head, thinking they are less important than you, that they are lesser human than you?

Am I wrong in my interpretation of you?

But still, I have to thank you for calling me to your challenge. Your puke face awefulness has awaken me from my slumber. The bald spot on top of your head that you tried so hard to hide unsuccessfully every morning with what's left of your remaining hair so has led me to convince myself that you, like so many other arrogant, nonsensical man before you is not worthy of my feelings and attention. You are a mere obstacle. A hideous object standing in my way, challenging me and putting me through tests I wouldn't have dared taken on myself had I have a shell outside to protect me.

Though my countenance of innocence may fool you to think that I am weak, but I assure you, you puke face, that I am much stronger than that. I am more than who you think I am. I will rise up and be much more a human than what your sorry ass could ever achieve. I will realise my potential as a true human, with emotions and kindness towards those weaker than me. I will prove to you, you sickening monster, that I am much more WORTHY than you. I realise that I do not need to defeat you, I just need to be more WORTHY than your insignificant presence.

I would remember you in the most grimmest, coldest way for what you did to me. Unfortunately for you, your sorry ass would be classified on the other side of the fence together with all the dirts of society that I have come across in my lifetime. Or rather congratulations to you, for that is where you belong, along with others with the lowest ranks of humanity. Ignorant, ignorant man. You are nothing but a silly ignorant, naive old man, blinding yourself in your own world where you are the king and the rest are nothing. Arrogance, ignorance, blind.

In the words of Liz Lemon, "He can eat my poo."

I shall end this post with the ultimate ego song by the ego-man himself, Kanye West.


 
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