The Recovery...

Yay I'm almost recovered from my sick spell. My sore throat and fever's gone, but my flu is still here. Its not like those serious flu cases where you never stop sneezing. I feel perfectly healthy, except that my nose just never stops producing snot. Oh well, that just means I'll have to bring like a whole bag of tissues to school tomorrow. Nice.

My mother totally crushed my dreams yesterday. She was driving when all of a sudden, she asked me what I wanted to do after the 'O's. I said I wanted to go to a Polytechnic and take up a course for Apparel Design, and she looked at me as if I had just scolded my grandmother a bad word. She said that I shouldn't pursue designing, and that I should try to be a lawyer instead. I just shut my mouth and sat in the car, with all my dreams of becoming a famous designer crushed and steam-rollered into a flat piece of poo. I got so depressed that when I got home, I took a black marker and started writing all over my old jeans. And when I was done, it was kind of nice. I'd show it to my mother, but she'll slap me for drawing on jeans. Boo hoo I'm sad.

This has been the longest holiday ever. I hate long holidays. I have to stay at home and clean the house like a mad Indonesian maid. If I continue like this long enough, I might talk like this. Yes ma'am, sorry ma'am, I never clean the floor properly ma'am please don't beat me ma'am. Oh my god.

I gotta go mourn now. Bye.

The Morning Sickness..

Omg this weekend has been really weird for me. I think its because I'm sick and my brain has been going nuts. I woke at six twenty a.m yesterday and started to get ready for school. Then after like, five minutes of making my bed I realised it was a Saturday and that there was no school. I sighed and went out to the living room to watch Zoey 101 which was on at six thirty a.m. And yesterday afternoon, I took this medicine which made me really drowsy. My head was literally spinning in circles, but I fought off the temptation to sleep because I had lots of homework to do. Then when I was doing homework, I think I collapsed subconciously because by the time I woke up, I had a pen in my mouth and it was all dark outside. Thank God I didn't drool on my paper. That would have been disgusting. Yuck.

This morning I woke up and couldn't breathe because snot was jamming up my nostrils. I had to like run to the toilet to clear my nose but I couldn't really see where I was going because there were proteins in my eyes. It was like a scene fom ER. I hate being sick. My room's like an ad for used tissue paper and my nose hurts like crap. Boo.

My brother's friend came over today and he left his phone to charge in the kitchen. They're downstairs right now in the swimming pool playing splash like teenage girls. That phone has been beeping oh-so-annoyingly for almost and hour now and I feel like stuffing it in the oven and leaving it there to burn in hell. But I shall be nice and just put up with it for another freaking hour. I'm grumpy when I'm sick. Who can blame me, I almost died this morning.

Okay I gotta go clear my pipes. Bye.

The Kittens..

Omg today the school had their annual Chinese New Year Performance in the hall and it was seriously shocking. The most shocking part of the whole show was when a big group of seven year old girls from Temasek Primary came out in skanky cat costumes. No offence, but they all seriously looked like child whores. I could see their thighs and everything. The little girls even tried dancing seductively like naughty little kittens. When the whole dance ended, they meowed at the audience. It was fun to watch. Ha.

I'm like so sick now. I have a stupid freaking sore throat that hurts like crap and a stuffy nose. I had to drink like bottles of water in school so I never stopped going to the toilet to pee. Everytime I take some medication I will feel all drowsy and faint on my bed, and I end up not doing anything but sleep. Being sick sucks. Boo.

Okay I'm tired I gotta go sleep. Bye.

The Secret Show..

Omg I love the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show!! Its so jaw-dropping. At first, I thought that it would be like some boring runway show where the models just walk up and down the runway like automated robots, but it was so much more different. It was like watching broadway. There was like a really thick layer of glitter on the runway, and the lingerie outfits were made of real candy and stuff. Most of the models had to wear these really big wings and they all looked a lot like pretty gargoyles. Tyra was in the fashion show, and she was doing some weird stuff on the runway. My mother was asking me over and over again about why Tyra suddenly had such huge thighs. I just said that she ate too much. I suddenly like Giselle Bundchen, the French model. Yay.

Last week, I had to do an oral presentation on a person's picture, so I chose Coryn's plastic surgery photo. I think Mdm Sharifah watches ANTM, because she saw the photo I brought and made me go first before everyone else. I had to describe Coryn's appearance and had to guess her thoughts, so I said that she had very big hair and that she was thinking of her drug-abusive mother. I heard some people laughing at me. Oh well. It was fun.

Okay I gotta go do homework. Bye.

The Accusations..

Omg I'm being accused of everything. Shamsydar accused me of hating her. Well I blogged about hating her yesterday but that was when I was like freaking angry at everyone. I deleted that part already. I don't usually hate her, I just find her annoying and her insults deeply hurtful. Then I-sya accused me of being a drama queen. She said that I was becoming like Nuriman and that I should have joined ELDDS. No thank you I-sya. Me and Nuriman are different. I don't oogle at soccer players and people's eyes. And I'm just a little bit dramatic. If you don't like it chase me. Maha.

I just realised my neighbour is like an exact replica of a plastic suburban housewife. All she ever does all day is clean and watch cooking channels. Everytime I come home from school, I see her doing laundry, and her house is always spotless. Even her laundry area is sparkling clean. And from my house I can see her storeroom, and I think all the items she keeps in there are arranged according to colour or something. Its so neat. The weirdest thing is that her haircut and hair colour is identical to Bree from Desperate Housewives. My mother kind of hates her because she never ever says a word to anyone. Wow not only is she plastic, she's a sociopath too. Yay her!

I suddenly like watching Zoey 101 on Nickelodeon. Its like Lizzie McGuire, except that the main character is Jamie Spears. I thought it would be suckish at first, but after I watched it, it was kind of nice. Too bad its on only on weekends. How random is this.

Okay its getting late I gotta split. Bye.

The Hater..

Omg there's a freaking hater in my class. She used to be tolerable but nowadays she's like insulting me on a regular basis. She was still tolerable at the beginning of the week, but on Wednesday, its was like she got run over by a bus or something. She suddenly became really mean. Every morning during flag-raising she will always make an effort to call me a drag queen, and every morning I just sit there and suck it in. I want to smack her face and pull off all her rebonded hair, but I'm not into violence. Its not Maisarah by the way. Its someone else. She's a stupid scum sucking road whore.

On Friday during Literature, that skankhoe really took it overboard. Miss Lee was talking about this novel we were doing, and somehow she came to the subject of drag queens. She said something about fathers who became women and how they traumatise their families and all that. Then that little skank said, "Oh, like Andy" really loudly and the whole class looked at me. Then Miss Lee started talking about me and how I don't know my gender assignment and whatever. I know I'm a boy I'm not stupid. Its all that bitch's fault. I'm going to tell everyone she's a lesbian. I bet she has a ball of a time looking at all the girls stripping in the changing room after PE every Tuesday. After all, it is her fantasy.

I gotta go smash some cups. Bye.

The Rumours..

Omg there's like been tons and tons of homework every single day since school started. I didn't want to fail anything anymore and I wanted to stop being dumb, so I did every single one of them and handed all of them in on time. Teachers also like giving a huge load of homework on weekends, so I'll do nothing but stay at home and do worksheets. Yay, my idea of a perfect weekend. I talk rubbish when I'm tired, and my body is in total fatigue right now.

Today I was walking along the school corridor after Subject Mastery Time when suddenly Pamela (4N) came up to me out of nowhere. She asked me if I had finished filming my "Confessions of A Broken Heart" video, and I was like completely clueless to what she was talking about. Apparently, someone had told someone else that I put on Lindsay Lohan's dress and copied her version of the video "Confessions of A Broken Heart", and it had become a huge rumour. Well, I don't wear dresses and I love Lindsay Lohan and all, but I won't copy her video. But it does look kind of fun to scream and bang walls during a music video. Whatever I'm not doing it.

I totally hate someone right now. There's one thing to being annoying and insulting me round the clock, but its another thing to push me on the road when there is traffic. If you want me to die, tell me, don't push me into traffic. Its not cute to push me in traffic. Someone please slap this person into reality. Please.

Okay I gotta go. Bye.

The Holiday..

Today is Hari Raya Haji and I'm stuck at home doing homework. Actually I'm going to finish my homework soon, and then I'll have nothing to do. Every year Hari Raya Haji is so boring for me. I wake up at the crack of dawn to go pray at the mosque then I come home and do whatever I want. I usually don't stay to see sheep get slaughtered, because I don't like being covered in blood. My brother, on the other hand, is at the mosque right now helping to kill those poor sheep. I think if I were to help out at the mosque, I would probably name all the sheep and set them free. That'll be nice to watch.

Yesterday I watched Project Runway and it was so amazing how the designers could make sewing outfits so easy. Its as though they made the whole collection in like five minutes or something. My mother was rooting for Wendy to win. She is so weird.

Okay I gotta go now. Bye.

The New Top Model..

Omg I just found out that Heidi Klum is doing another version of top model for her country, which is Germany. I also heard that there would be top model for Australia and Britian too. They should have one here in Singapore. I'll be running into the audition room so many times that they'll have to call heavy security to get me out. That'll be something interesting to watch on television. I also heard that Nicky Hilton was a guest judge on Project Runway 2. That's hot.

Today I had my first Social Studies lesson with Miss Yati, and somehow she knew the names of most of the people in my class. I have no idea how she knew my name, because she never ever taught me before and she couldn't have known me from the class list. There were no photos of our faces on the list. I think she's psychic. Okay that was so lame. Here are the pictures.

Germany's Next Top Model

Heidi Klum advertising her new show.

Okay I gotta split. Bye.

The New Teachers..

Yay I got new subject teachers in school. I'm so happy. And for once in my life I'm actually studying and doing homework. My new Maths teacher, Mrs Lim, totally rocks. I can actually understand every word that comes out of her mouth. When Mr Yong taught me, I was too busy trying to make out what he said to actually learn anything, so I kept failing the subject. I also love Chemistry. Ms Veronica Chia speaks really loud in clear precise English, so I can pretty much understand her Chemistry lessons. My new form teacher is Mdm Sharifah, so my class' new form classroom is really nice. Its actually decorated. Yay me!

This week on ANTM, all the girls had hair makeovers, and my mother was laughing at Cassandra when she got all her hair cut off. I bet she was laughing at me too when my long hair was chopped all short. Actually it wasn't that long. It just touched my neck. Whatever here are the pictures. I'll only show my four most favourite makeovers.

The Makeovers

Coryn was given extensions and was turned blonde. I love it.

Kyle had her hair dyed chocolatey brown. Fierce?

Ebony was given braids till her waist. She looks weirdly similar to Hakim.

Jayla was also given extensions, and had her hair rebonded. Chic.

Okay I gotta go do homework. Bye.

The Haters..

Omg my parents are out to complicate my life. So is my brother. Today my relatives and such wanted to go to the East Coast Park to do god-knows-what there, and my brother happily ran off with them, leaving the house in such a freaking bitch of a mess. I didn't want to go because I had to clean everything up and then get my homework done, but my unreasonable mother called me and screamed at me for not going along with my relatives to the beach. I knew saying that I had homework would be completely useless, because she would crap on and say that I'd be watching television all day. And I knew saying that I had chores would be useless too, because she would say that I should have done them at the crack of dawn, like a good maid would. Excuse me I am not an Indonesian Maid who has nothing better to do than wipe every single shit in this messy house. And to add more stress, I still haven't chopped my hair off yet. All these bitches are evil.

So now I'm pretty much screwed. Told you 2006 would suck for me. Now I'm going to get in trouble in school for not cutting my hair, I'm going to get in trouble with the teachers for not doing my homework, and I'm going to get in trouble with my parents because the floors aren't shiny enough. And I have no help whatsoever. Noone wants to help me, noone cares to help me, and I can die on my own. I hate this. Its like I'm working two jobs and not getting paid for it. Boo.

I gotta go now. Bye.