Thursday, July 19, 2007
In my own imagination 10:11 PM.
Kids these days are simply fatuous... Their petulance is irrevocable.
Well, i'm referring to those kids in my school. I seriously can't take in the way they behave ( making lots of noise by throwing words of profanity like throwing stones, picking on others when they're not aggravated, interrupting during lesson time and thus making teachers not able to carry on with lesson and thwarting other's diligence etc etc)
Also, power hungry teachers simply seem to have nth better to do.
I was late for school on monday morning.
Running from the sch gate to the foyer, i was panting like a marathoner.
As i was approaching the foyer, the bell rang. Power hungry duo of an
unpopular race in sg stopped me right at the foyer. I was in great unhappiness
when i saw tt the students wasn't even stood up for morning assembly.
Giving in to this fate, i joined the late coming students.
After national anthmn, everyone has got to run round the carpark 10 times as a form of punishment
After the rounds, i went back to the sitting place. Then, a voice from behind called my name. It was oe of the power hungry malay duo, by the name of Mdm R. Mdm R scrutinized me and claimed tt i had to run another 10 rounds as i was a student leader. From the closure of the prefectorial board, i explained to her instantly why i need not do it. She claimed tt i still need to be a role model and i'm still a student leader just tt iv'e stepped down from duties. All of her arguements sounded so rehearsed and planned. This explicitly shows that she spends her time on how to deal with students rather than how to make students excel better academically. This explains why her students are unproductive when it comes to examination.
Mother fucking power hungry bitch.
Well welll
I wanna relate a story whereby i encountered last week. Yea., it's quite funny though...
I wrote this for composition wor...
It goes like this :
The setting sun filtered through the layers of clouds at a renowned reservoir in singapore.There i stood with my legs wide apart on the lush green grass, preparing for my usual evening jog. The air was refreshing, filled with the lustrous smell of the green trees. Jogger's lively chats could be heard on and off. The jogging tracks was trodden by ppl from all walks of life.
Without further ado, i began running. Up the nature trail i went. The picturesque of the fresh green plants was so pleasant to my eyes that it immediately ceased my fatiuge. As i jogged up the trail, many joggings ran pass me. Guys with well-toned body and a wonderfully tanned complexion never failed to overwhelm me with admiration.
Despite the existence of these wondetrs, i hate the obnoxious rocks on the ground which always seemed to trip joggers while working out.
Out of the blue, an idiosyncrasy caught my attention. About fifty metres away, was an old wooden bench, seated by two young muscular guys. What happened next dispelled my doubts of their sexual oreintation. The two male teenagers started getting intimate. It was such a surreal and romantic scene. Attraction attention with such actions was inevitable. Therefore, they were dreched with joggers' discriminative scrutinies.
Join ME in my imagination. |
