Sunday, May 27, 2007
If I haven't already mentioned, it's the end of the first block and this means it's the holidays! For the design school only though. Heh.
I have no idea how I'm going to survive the next 2 blocks. As it is, 1 block is like hell already. And without breaks in between, you tell me how to sleep?
I think it's really sad that people think that poly students have it easy. Seriously. So I've mentioned it before but everytime people pass comments, maybe unintentionally, but it irks me to no end. Jo was telling me how her friend makes really stupid comments about us slacking around and doing nothing. Well, here's my response:
STFU mate~
Okay, that was uncalled for.
I'm not so sure about the other schools but here in design, we have it bad. I have no idea how to put down into words the things we've gone through the past month, but I've never done anything close to what I've gone through before.
I get the feeling that I'm on the receving end of condescendence when I tell people who are not in design about stuff. Maybe I should carry a banana around cause condescendence deserves a stab with a banana. And when I'm done stabbing people, I can eat it. Conversely, if I carried a fork, I wouldn't be able to eat it. But that's besides the point.
I propose that everyone be put through different forms of education! At least for a week, so that everyone gets to share everyone's misery. You know what they say, misery loves company. But that's just me. Our very wise and rich
gahmen will never allow it, too time comsuming. And when time is consumed, them moolah goes down the drain as well. You know what they say, time is money. I shouldn't be talking to much bout the
gahmen. The next thing you know,the secret police will be dragging me away to a cesspit and leaving me there to rot.
Speaking of the secret police, there's someone working for TemasekHoldings ie,
gahmen's money making machine, in my Japanese class. So the teacher was asking what a few of us thought of Singapore and I was telling May we had better say good things or she'll call the secret police.
I think I'm mean.
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Mum:What do you want to drink?
Me: Anything
Mum: There's no such thing as Anything.
Me: Oh now they do.
[potential conversation]
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