Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Oh Well, Just Bitching.
If I were an inventor or a scientist, my first invention would definitely be a silent vacuum cleaner.
si·lent (slnt) adj. Marked by absence of noise or sound; still.
Yes, a SILENT vacuum cleaner, one that doesn't emit jarring noises that cause severe irritance to the ears. Why hasn't anyone invented one??
I've been surrounded by noise the whole day and it doesn't help that I'm having my period and am in an irritable mood. Actually I was in a pretty good mood for the first part of the day, say from 11 am till 4 pm.
Cos I was out and there wasn't horrible noise pollution surrounding me.
When I reached home, I wanted to take a nap but it was impossible cos renovation was just going on next door. Note: my parent's bedroom and the study room. VERY DISTURBING.
Then at about 7+, the hardworking ( TOO hardworking, I would say) contractors decided to call it a day and so the noise pollution ceased temporarily.
And then my maid had to take out the UNSILENT vacuum cleaner and started vacuuming the whole house and the noise is really getting to me.
When can I get peace?!
Ph-uck.
I'm not even sorry for being whiney so if you don't like whiney pmsey girls, you can clear off and go watch cows grazing on the green meadows against the powder blue sky or something.
I'm not only feeling whiney now but also bitchy. Gasp, horrors of horrors.
Okok. Bitching makes me feel a teeny bit better. Alright ok, I admit a good bitching session lifts my mood several notches up. Hey, at least I'm honest!
It's very good therapy. Angst-filled people should bitch more to release the unwanted energy trapped inside. Hey, I'm not kidding :).
Bitching time!
My friends and I were at the infamous techno kopitiam opposite school today, having a supposedly innocent lunch gathering. So we ate and chatted about mundane stuff, and we suddenly brushed upon the topic of a somewhat eccentric tutor.
Obviously, I will not mention this tutor's name. I wouldn't wanna get into trouble or anything cos of some innocent bitching. Hehe.
This tutor has really small slit eyes. Not only are they slitty, but they also droop at the sides, so that he looks like he just got outta bed all the damn time. On a good-hair-day when everything seems bright and cheery and the world is a beautiful place, his slit eyes actually don't look too bad. In fact, they're kinda cute, in a beady small sorta way, ya know?
On a bad-hair-day, when ominous clouds hang over your head and dull shadows are cast across your face, his slit eyes could really fry your nerves. They look extremely irritating that you wish you had a couple of toothpicks on hand so you can prop them up against his eyes to widen them.
Anyway, this tutor is very mean.
At the very start, I didn't like him already. I felt that he was quite aloof and sarcastic.
Now, I don't like him even more after hearing some horrid tales about him from my friends.
He disses and discriminates other races during APEL class, for goodness sake. SO MEAN! I mean, no one's a saint, but at least pretend to be one when you're conducting a moral education class?! Everyone knows that answers to shitty moral ed questions like "What would you do if you found a wallet on the pavement?" are mostly lies anyway.
He talked bad about another tutor in front of his student and that tutor he badmouthed happens to be one of my favourites! She's those that wouldn't hurt a soul and very nice kind. No one would hate her kind. It takes a VERY mean person to dislike a very good person. GRRRRR. SUPER MEANIE!!
He shamed his students in front of the whole class. Hey Mr Meanie, that's a nono. That's VERY rude. Where's your sense of respect? We're all adults.
Every of his lesson is like a sit-in comedy for me. It's amusing to see him struggling to keep his cool but yet, you can see the annoyance written all over his face. He badly wants to explode, but he's keeping it all in. For that, I have to give him credit. Heh.
Hahahaha!
There are more but enough bitching for now. I feel better already. In fact, it was kinda fun typing all that.
HAHAHAHAHA.
Gee. I'm the mean one now. *sheepish grin*
si·lent (slnt) adj. Marked by absence of noise or sound; still.
Yes, a SILENT vacuum cleaner, one that doesn't emit jarring noises that cause severe irritance to the ears. Why hasn't anyone invented one??
I've been surrounded by noise the whole day and it doesn't help that I'm having my period and am in an irritable mood. Actually I was in a pretty good mood for the first part of the day, say from 11 am till 4 pm.
Cos I was out and there wasn't horrible noise pollution surrounding me.
When I reached home, I wanted to take a nap but it was impossible cos renovation was just going on next door. Note: my parent's bedroom and the study room. VERY DISTURBING.
Then at about 7+, the hardworking ( TOO hardworking, I would say) contractors decided to call it a day and so the noise pollution ceased temporarily.
And then my maid had to take out the UNSILENT vacuum cleaner and started vacuuming the whole house and the noise is really getting to me.
When can I get peace?!
Ph-uck.
I'm not even sorry for being whiney so if you don't like whiney pmsey girls, you can clear off and go watch cows grazing on the green meadows against the powder blue sky or something.
I'm not only feeling whiney now but also bitchy. Gasp, horrors of horrors.
Okok. Bitching makes me feel a teeny bit better. Alright ok, I admit a good bitching session lifts my mood several notches up. Hey, at least I'm honest!
It's very good therapy. Angst-filled people should bitch more to release the unwanted energy trapped inside. Hey, I'm not kidding :).
Bitching time!
My friends and I were at the infamous techno kopitiam opposite school today, having a supposedly innocent lunch gathering. So we ate and chatted about mundane stuff, and we suddenly brushed upon the topic of a somewhat eccentric tutor.
Obviously, I will not mention this tutor's name. I wouldn't wanna get into trouble or anything cos of some innocent bitching. Hehe.
This tutor has really small slit eyes. Not only are they slitty, but they also droop at the sides, so that he looks like he just got outta bed all the damn time. On a good-hair-day when everything seems bright and cheery and the world is a beautiful place, his slit eyes actually don't look too bad. In fact, they're kinda cute, in a beady small sorta way, ya know?
On a bad-hair-day, when ominous clouds hang over your head and dull shadows are cast across your face, his slit eyes could really fry your nerves. They look extremely irritating that you wish you had a couple of toothpicks on hand so you can prop them up against his eyes to widen them.
Anyway, this tutor is very mean.
At the very start, I didn't like him already. I felt that he was quite aloof and sarcastic.
Now, I don't like him even more after hearing some horrid tales about him from my friends.
He disses and discriminates other races during APEL class, for goodness sake. SO MEAN! I mean, no one's a saint, but at least pretend to be one when you're conducting a moral education class?! Everyone knows that answers to shitty moral ed questions like "What would you do if you found a wallet on the pavement?" are mostly lies anyway.
He talked bad about another tutor in front of his student and that tutor he badmouthed happens to be one of my favourites! She's those that wouldn't hurt a soul and very nice kind. No one would hate her kind. It takes a VERY mean person to dislike a very good person. GRRRRR. SUPER MEANIE!!
He shamed his students in front of the whole class. Hey Mr Meanie, that's a nono. That's VERY rude. Where's your sense of respect? We're all adults.
Every of his lesson is like a sit-in comedy for me. It's amusing to see him struggling to keep his cool but yet, you can see the annoyance written all over his face. He badly wants to explode, but he's keeping it all in. For that, I have to give him credit. Heh.
Hahahaha!
There are more but enough bitching for now. I feel better already. In fact, it was kinda fun typing all that.
HAHAHAHAHA.
Gee. I'm the mean one now. *sheepish grin*
# posted by Gracie @ 8:09 PM 
