What does a scholarship mean to you?

i hate imposters. really, i do. even friends under the hood of a imposter.

don't deny it. you don't always favour your friend... not matter how close, good or just friends you are. there'll be a time where you just can't keep a straight face but to intentionally snap at him/her. right. intentionally. not the other way round.

in this post, let the subject be him/her.
if you didn't get it earlier..

(if you are confirmed being too dense to understand me yet again, i'm sorry but you are freaking t**t )



its the end of the year and what do you get? exams. exams. exams. yes, sickening i know...

and this week of school is the results hunt. and for all the hunters, i'd say they are, in nature, 'good' at their little game. they'd hunt for the extra credits to get better than the good results they already have. maybe a bit here and there and voila! a hell lot better than the previous. come on. thought exams are meant to see where you stand... guess the credits can't be taken in consideration when it comes to grading students in school now. those hunters are no other than cheats.

he/she was so intrigued by his/her single-player game (or not) that he/she failed to sense the change in the surroundings(or he/she chose to ignore). i mean, why is it imperative to go and look for an extra mark? the case is that if you are on the edge of turning that crappy test to an upgrade by 1 or 2 mark/s, it does make sense to go ahead and beg pitifully for it... but in the case where you get a strong A, (80-89), why push your luck and your pride for 3 whole marks just to get to an A+ (90-100)?? you just provoke more people talking about it, about you, about it AND you.

jeez....then its no longer your effort but your devious words resulting in those scores..

and yes. maybe it does help to place you on a higher step on the ladder in a pure science class. but i want to say this yet and again;

its not what you have studied for but BEGGED for. (maybe not beg, but to me, its the same literal meaning)


in plain words, hunters are cheaters, cheaters are imposters, and imposters are friends.(it only applies for certain time and conditions. depends on what you're dealing with) they are just not flagrant to be notice until you have the one friend who is impossibly the high ranked player, playing the game in front of you.

too bad for a relatively smart a**


:.the above is an irrelevant rant of one and only one mind.
and the subject is the one and only one intended.
it does not apply to all the haters in the world.
okay?

another fairy tale

you might think i'm some wanna be and know wat? bbq the crap out of you.
i know some people reads blogs of others then condemn them in any way possible if they don't like what they've just seen. i don't need anyone to agree with me.. i, myself, meself is more than enough. contradict yourself, just don't push the limits with me. besides, your thoughts are so trivial and insignificant,its unbearable!!

this is my post
this is how i want it
this is none of your business
AND
this is how you're going to take it all in.


picture twilight character bella and edward.
she's sleeping, he's watching her sleep. familiar?
then he start to droop and then finally fell asleep too. :) out of the current topic already..

her dad calls,and her younger sister picks it up.
she said something unclear about her sleeping peacefully sister
poor daddy couldn't think of any other than the forbidden deed
the next thing i know, i was on the phone with my dad threatening over the line.
jeez...chill papito..

crap you mini me!!


i'll have a hell lot of 'fun' tonight when dad comes home.
THANK YOU SO MUCH!! I LOVE YA!!


i didn't know edward could ever got caught..
besides, you didn't see it coming too i'm sure

c:

yea..i know..some wanna-be right?
i think you think those thoughts wrong donkey!


~if you would just pardon my hostility for today. thank you~

to my furball; 18/9/09 9:47 a.m.


i know this moment is near... there's no way around it... who can cheat death?
but still, its too sudden..
maybe i did overlook some points and at that moment choose not to bother..
its the one week where there's so many important days.. but this will the one day i'd never forget.

max, please forgive me for saying this a moment too late..

i love you...

i'm sorry i didn't had the chance to see you off sooner...could have done more for you before this..


for now,max,i see you off infinitely above.
bye max

i'll whip your butts!!

ATTENTION!!



to my lovely juniors, please bring your promised junk foods and gas drinks(if got) to school on saturday or i really would have your butts kicked. please make it a nice day for me and not a stressful one. :) your help is put to goodness and appreciated.

option 1#

you bring=you relief=i can wrap=i c:=you c: also


on the other side,


option 2#

you don't bring=you feel scared+guilty+want to go play hide-n-seek forever=i can't wrap=i :<=when i get you, you.are.dead!!=you dead, i muahaha.


see?
which do you think is a better option, hmm??

zhong zhi, you BRING IT LA. ~refer to 1st option to see the predicted effects.

lets get the bomb target!!

its been a long time since i've bombed someone... oooo yea...
can you smell the acid rain coming? steel umbrellas on the ready!

okay, its what i call the intuitive me and lets assume i'm right all the way.

i've notice there's a x chromosome in class which-well,-seem to be attracted to my y chromosome. i'm amused by it more than that of feeling irritated or insecure because of course,i'm not. xp

she's pretty in way too...just too amoi looking. following me so far? good. she seems nice and i've heard from my friend that she not so bad either. on the outside. plus, at least she can read the whole twilight saga and no, not the chinese version although quite surprisingly, she's from a 24/7 talking chinese school. 'cool'. *clap clap* :D

but i have one advise for you darling, you are so not transparent. i can see you crystal clear-every furtive glance, flick of your super straight hair, every bat of your non existent eyelashes-like me-its like pasting tomato sauce beard all over your pretty face.

and to add my dear readers, fyi, the class for that night is always North pole bl**dy freezing cold. last week guess what kind of attire she choose to parade? guess? GUESS? G.U.E.S.S??!!

a FREAKIN, SLUTTY halter back, bright yellow - if i may - and extremely panty-like red short pants. my f*ucking Kei-kun! (not that my Kei can uh-hmm. its a teddy bear)

jeez... like that's not enough flesh exposed.. hee...wonder if she did have any booty calls that night..mmm...4 words slut. ~don't want to care.

anywho, my guess you know what she's trying to do here right? if i can and may.

LOL

she like trying in vain to catch the eye of a child who's watching a bunch of assorted candies. :)
you can really see her desperation that day :D too cold? LOL

my my... you won't get far.

p.s: she's got a rather queer label...sounds like the crispy kuih eaten with bah kut teh... but lets not let me be any more rude shall we? xD

anyway, thats all about the bomb target today..


tata now

she's guilty

this is so freakin pissing me. that rat thief must have seen this blog. know why such theory?
know why?

there was a freakin old model scientific calculator casio fx-570ms under my desk monday morning-the next following week. guilty as charge you miserable rat!!!

@#$%*&^&*$#@#$%)(*&^$#@#!!!!!!!!!!

anywho..i'm so done with you. but watch your back darling and never drop your vigilance or you would be sorry for crossing my path.

I HATE YOU BIATCH!!

you just wait till the day i get my hands on you.