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The author is a paranoid, deranged and cynical misanthrope who records snippets of her life so that she will remember them when she grows old and withered. The identities of any names or initials on this blog are based on the assumptions of the reader unless otherwise specified, and the author claims no responsibility for them.
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The author somehow got into medical school. Yes, you of the general public, shudder and fear the wrath of an inept doctor.
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Reading, Maisy (my dog), tea, writing (albeit badly), piano, music, junk food.
Hates
Almost everything else besides the things mentioned above.
Friends
Bao Cheng' Bernice' Chien Young' Chun Hing' Claire' Faustina' Felicia' Ferly' Gloria' Irene' Irene & Jiaying' Jac' Jiamin' Jiasin' Jiaying' Lutheng' Karene' Marissa' Melesa' Mingyi' My fictionpress' Pamelia' Pei Rong' Qiu Ting' Rachel' Satires Site' Stasia' Sylvia' The Clique' Vinette' Wenjia' Xin Rong' Xue Ying' Yanne & I' Yanne & Jamie' Zeena' 203'
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I am currently bored stiff after STARTING on my Health Education project. I have made up my mind to rip everything off the Net, and just paraphrase. Damn... I can't stand this stupid project. It feels like I've gone back to Primary School, and there's tons of points to substantiate that. Will elaborate later. I have been tied down with these huge gargantuan stones around my neck, and they are pulling me deeper into the mud pool I already am in. I can't stand the school (here in Perth of course), doing all the irrevelant things. I am really tempted to put in my health education project that any moron can just stuff himself to death, and it seriously won't concern me, as I already know what a healthy diet is, and since I'd be getting rid of a moron from this dumb world. Damn... I am seething with anger.
Now to prove how 'primary-school-ish' the school here is. People have come up to me and asked if I spoke English. Perhaps I should have scolded them some vulagrities in Chinese, since they don't even understand Mandarin, but the 'good' part of me that's all stale and filled with cobwebs somehow possessed me, and made me just glare at the guy and go 'DUH', like how Mrs Ng does so. Oh well... at least I humiliated him infront of his peers. Somehow, I feel that they think Chinese are moronic. Isn't that just dramatic irony?
This is just the way my holidays have to end- Doing a moronic Health Education project instead of running around on the beach of Tahiti. To kill two birds with one stone, I shall answer Jiaying. NO, I haven't returned from Tahiti, and wish I would never need to get back to school.
Seriously, I am having daily nightmares (and day-mares, if there's such a thing). I certainly hope that I would not get a nervous breakdown in school, since I get all clammy and cold when I think of the interaction with those morons. Fine... I know I sound as if I have this 'holier-than-thou' attitude, but do let me get this off my chest before I go to school and bellow 'MORON' at those people.
Bleh. I feel so helpless, and crying doesn't help at all, though that's what I'm doing at the moment. Laugh, you people. It doesn't feel good when you don't even have tissue paper to wipe your tears, but toilet paper (and one-ply for that matter). I am just really frightened... There's 2 months more of school before another 2 weeks of holidays, and 2 weeks just passed with the twinkling of an eye. There's no more holidays till September, and I don't know how long I can hold out before I breakdown. Sigh...
Anyway, let me try to make this post have a lighter tone. My mom asked me to help her dye her hair, and I was like 'I don't know how to... I can only make your hair DIE'. She then said that it was like painting, and I was like 'I don't want another F in my Art...' That probably shut her up, since she's doing it herself now. *Evil laugh...*
I'd better do the moronic project before doing anything else. The 2nd project in 2 days, since I was helping Marissa do the LA SIA article yesterday. Bleh.
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