Thursday, January 13, 2005 @ 20:36
number one hundred and seven
you find me offensive, i find you offensive for finding me offensive.
words of wisdom. perfect for meaningless arguements just to pass time.
i feel that class time = waste of time. whole day just hear those same people talking talking talking talking, surely won't be bored one. some act smart, some show off smart, some act cute, some not cute want to act cute, some a.p (me), some bochup, some only know how to copy notes wholesale. speaking of that.
screw them. not screw them. but lower screw them one notch. today the miss sia that notes. please, you can find all the things inside that textbook whick you all bought for a two-digit number. what is not in the note are: extra, irrelevant pictures and some extra less-than-one-minute-can-copy type of notes. what the hell. and they still need to photocopy the bloody powerpoint slides. that is the hardcore version of kiasuism. die die must have everything. if everything is in the notes, damn, i'll sell my teaxtbook and get a file to file the notes and read that instead. dicks.
back to the topic. we got a monk, a brute and a carpet in our class. similarity, they can't keep their mouths shut. on every single damn sentence that the teacher says, they must say something too. especially during maths, can't they just SHUT THEIR FUCKIN' PIEHOLES FOR ONE PERIOD?!?!?! i'm not mad at them, just pissed off. of you know the things, fine, shut your mouths, do your work. no one would think that you've died or something. can't give people a thought.
the monk is okay for some lessons, he knows how to be serious. and he is a bit loose in the mind.
the brute is well, brutish.
the carpet is hairy. if you're offended, that's probably because YOU like him. yes, YOU. that act smart but actually stupid girl (duh). YOU, not anyone else. but you. dumbass.
sia bee hui, please perk up your lessons or i will really die in class and all you get left is a corpse at the table. stinking up the class. you would want any corpses or foul decomposing smell in class do you? it would make you puke, us like YOU make me puke. yes, you again. don't be surprised.
nothing more. i dedicate this post to screwing up other people and ruining their days, making them feel offended and dissing other people.
you're welcome.
remember, you find ME offensive, i find YOU offensive for finding me offensive.
so come on, tell me.