tsk tsk. adult world.
i really would love to just stop ageing once i've reached 18. yes, once i am legal, but not totally an adult. something happened in school. some teacher (let's call her A) has been bad-mouthing another fellow teacher to parents! and A has no regard of the rules and regulations in the company (meaning my mummy's school and the other branches by her partners) contract. will not take the trouble to state the various conflicts she had caused, since you wouldnt understand anyway. but fyi, mummy'll be giving her the sack. what can i say, one reaps what he sows. especially after all the advice, warnings etc given, if one doesnt repent, then he (or she, in this case) will be punished. i am so faking all this partial talk.
seriously, i am so getting used to being around little kids with their innocent mind and straightforwardness. nowadays, i find myself displaying my innermost emotions more readily. even though i used to be pretty straightforward too previously, but it's like i still am conscious and will know how to sugar-coat my words, at least just that tiny-weeny bit. but recently, i just blab what my bloody mind's thinking. like that time, i was watching this stupid taiwanese (no offence) entertainment (rolls eyes) show. the hosts were doing some compeition on the cutest girl or something. wtf, i tell you, WTF! all the participants are loathing twits with their 1-2-3-4-5 hand signs and stuff i dont get. moreover i was pissed cause the channel i wanted to tune in to was experiencing some disruptions due to the rain or whatsoever. so we were watching, watching when i suddenly splattered, "wtFUCK. can we dont watch these FUCKing twits with their bloody act-cute shits?" YES. i said fuck twice infront of my mummy. i guess she was pretty shock too, but she didnt reprimand me or anything. we just switched the channel, and i thanked the Lord for my mummy's surprising tolerance and also, freeing me from the barf-worthy "cuteness" of those girls. sheesh.
so yah, i am wondering how mummy's going to tell A about her you-know-ing her job. mummy was seeking my advice just now. yah, how useful, mum. my heart goes out to drug addicts when they suffer withdrawal symptons. how partial can i get? so mummy was like, "i rather A gets all angry and slam stuff or threaten or say that she doesnt give a damn about this pathetic job. if she pleas me, i am so going to die." HAHA. yes mummy, now i know where these impartial, cry-over-dead-ants soft-heartedness genes come from. dont you look around, it's YOU, MUM! but i got to give it to my mum's fellow director (partner/shareholder of the company). she was totally lecturinng my mum about "getting rid of all threats". cruel, but definitely reasonable. so i guess A really cannot keep her job. hai.
so that's my mummy. the gives-others-the-impression-that-she-only-knows-how-to-doll-herself-up-but-in-fact-has-loads-of-principals-and-scary-friends kind of person. geez. she aint simple i tell you. and she aint a bimbo! hahahaha! so arent i. just saying.
back to me, i really hope time for me will stop after my 18th birthday. haha. i know not every day's a sunday, and some things are impossible. but hey, a girl can dream, can she? oh yah, about the "every day's a sunday" thingy, i have a problem with it. yes. why is it sunday? personally, i think saturday would be a better example of like a relaxing, wonderful day. it's like, you still have sunday to expect. monday's the next day after sunday. i would be thinking how sick that sunday'll end with me thinking how yucky that the weekends have ended. haha. do you get? it's the whole mental thingy that the next day will still be a weekend. so SAT's so better. from now on, i will use the phrase "not every day's a saturday, baby". that's so much better cause it makes so much more sense. i dont care if you have work on saturday. like i said, it's for me. =)
hey, what the.. i drifted off again. okay, so yah, haha. it would be so nice if everybody's truthful to one another. come on, please dont be back-stabbers, people. but i know this' all just wishful thinking on my part. i have stopped hoping aeons ago. oh well. (shrugs)
xoxo.
20070110
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