hehe... let me 'chuan' you a bit
ok... results have been flooding in since Monday, but no, i'm not about to reveal all my --
EWW!!! i just saw this picture of a dissected rat! wow. the poor thing. Did you know, if you don't give the rat enough anestetic, they'd be half concious when you do the dissection... Can you imagine feeling all that PAIN and yet, not being able to squeak or move? The horror! My physics teacher was telling us to pity the poor rat and you know, just kill it or something. She was saying that there's this spot at the back of our necks... one poke at the right place and you're dead. So, we should just poke the rat there, and kill it so it won't have to suffocate when you put it in the gas chamber or whatever it is you do.
I can't imagine being a rat. mouse, guinea pig.
well, putting that aside, hehe... back to where i was before i got distracted.
so anyway, no, not telling you my marks. Just my accounts marks. hehe...
'guess what? guess what?'
'what?'
'I FINALLY got back my accounts paper.'
'Finally?'
'Yea. i know you got yours ages ago, but i just got mine today.'
'...'
'Oh! did you know, before we got our paper, they (some ppl in my class) were collecting 3 bucks from all those who took the accounts paper. They were saying that if we didn't all pay up, we wouldn't get our papers back!'
'WHAT!'
'It's true! It's true! that's weird isn't it? i wonder if everyone has to pay too... isn't it like... blackmailing us?'
hey! that makes me wonder. Why is it called BLACK mailing? why BLACK? Maybe it's coz black is somehow known as a... bad luck colour? hmm... I wonder.
Why is a table called a table? Why is a chair, well, a chair? Who came up with all this names? lucky ppl. they get all the fun in naming everything. i mean, imagine...
you're walking in this room, and there's this four legged 'thing' in the 'room'(if someone named it a room already) and suddenly this word comes into your head and you scream: "TABLE!"
Done. Your work is done and you get paid 100 bucks. nice.
ANYway, so i got my paper back.
'93' --that number was plastered on it in red. i shrugged. not bad.
then i started looking at my mistakes. BUT--
there were none. just one objective question. ONE objective question costs me SEVEN marks? haha... error in calculation by teacher. Maybe she was too tired after marking sooo many papers and did a little mistake.
so now, i've got a new number on my paper. YUP! 99! YAY!!! i've never been that close to a 100 for a loong time...('cept that time we did the maths paper in form 3-trial exam)
ok then. i'm DONE 'chuanning' you. Hehe...
Till i find more to crap about! ^^
EWW!!! i just saw this picture of a dissected rat! wow. the poor thing. Did you know, if you don't give the rat enough anestetic, they'd be half concious when you do the dissection... Can you imagine feeling all that PAIN and yet, not being able to squeak or move? The horror! My physics teacher was telling us to pity the poor rat and you know, just kill it or something. She was saying that there's this spot at the back of our necks... one poke at the right place and you're dead. So, we should just poke the rat there, and kill it so it won't have to suffocate when you put it in the gas chamber or whatever it is you do.
I can't imagine being a rat. mouse, guinea pig.
well, putting that aside, hehe... back to where i was before i got distracted.
so anyway, no, not telling you my marks. Just my accounts marks. hehe...
'guess what? guess what?'
'what?'
'I FINALLY got back my accounts paper.'
'Finally?'
'Yea. i know you got yours ages ago, but i just got mine today.'
'...'
'Oh! did you know, before we got our paper, they (some ppl in my class) were collecting 3 bucks from all those who took the accounts paper. They were saying that if we didn't all pay up, we wouldn't get our papers back!'
'WHAT!'
'It's true! It's true! that's weird isn't it? i wonder if everyone has to pay too... isn't it like... blackmailing us?'
hey! that makes me wonder. Why is it called BLACK mailing? why BLACK? Maybe it's coz black is somehow known as a... bad luck colour? hmm... I wonder.
Why is a table called a table? Why is a chair, well, a chair? Who came up with all this names? lucky ppl. they get all the fun in naming everything. i mean, imagine...
you're walking in this room, and there's this four legged 'thing' in the 'room'(if someone named it a room already) and suddenly this word comes into your head and you scream: "TABLE!"
Done. Your work is done and you get paid 100 bucks. nice.
ANYway, so i got my paper back.
'93' --that number was plastered on it in red. i shrugged. not bad.
then i started looking at my mistakes. BUT--
there were none. just one objective question. ONE objective question costs me SEVEN marks? haha... error in calculation by teacher. Maybe she was too tired after marking sooo many papers and did a little mistake.
so now, i've got a new number on my paper. YUP! 99! YAY!!! i've never been that close to a 100 for a loong time...('cept that time we did the maths paper in form 3-trial exam)
ok then. i'm DONE 'chuanning' you. Hehe...
Till i find more to crap about! ^^
posted by cookie at 2:39 PM
2 Comments:
Ahh thank you for chuanning me... Never get enough of those... You successfully made me feel like crap. Whoop...
Anyway same here... I sometimes wonder why are stuff called stuff and not something else like 'futag' or something... Ahaha... Oh well.. I'm done crapping..
WOW...99! U psychopath! But....as u have had a great time "chuanning" ppl, i shall not spoil your euphoria....anyway...that was awesome man!! Girl, i mean...u go girl!
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