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Friday, March 24

t.o.w. the beeg smile

I am extremely happy. Blocks are over!

Ok I think I'm over-reacting to this whimsical feat seeing as how this was perhaps one of the smallest and insignificant of the 4 major exams I have going on this year. But still, of all the exams I've had to do in hwachong (which isnt a lot actually), I think I'm just really happy about this one. For one I actually feel good for most of the papers. Like I don't necessarily think I'll score great grades but I do think I'll fare ok and that it'll be reflective of the amount of work I put into it. And now that is actually a great deal of shitass work because I hauled ass from the friday before the holidays and for most part of the many days, I could be found ferociously devouring my notes like little tomatos. Secondly, I feel quite contented having known I probably did my best during the exam period so what the heck with the scores, I couldnt care less.

You know what, I am seriously considering writing a letter to MOE to ask them to majorly overhaul the syllabus so that we are only tested on MCQ. I mean that seems to work the best cos' those are the questions that test the concepts. Essays and other shithead stuff, ok maybe not for maths and arts but surely the sciences because all that essays serve are to hone our memory skills so instead of giving me an unblemished O level cert maybe the ministry can give me certificate to recognise the little amount of memoric capabilities that I possess. Like I have a MAT (Memory Aptitude Test) of 2040/2400 (as was my SAT).

You know during the entire mugfest I kept telling myself to blog about certain things but I can't really remember now. Bio takes a whole lot out of you. Actually today was quite a nice day in the morning cos I felt like I knew a lot of bio stuff. Haha. Happy happy dumbass.

Oh, but one thing I remember really well is the entire socio-analysis that we have going on in our public transport. Well namely buses I guess cos I havent been on the trains for like 2 months now. But anyway! I really don't get why people deem it fit to inform the entire bus of their phone conversation. And its not like obvious bragging stuff like complaining about the heavy traffic to their soulmates at home about being bunched up in traffic while their house guests Zoe and Fann were are sitting pretty on the couch looking at the traffic situation on the news channels. Its silly nonsensical stuff like "I'M LATE LA. BUS TOOK DAMN LONG TO GET HERE. STUPID 74. YA OK. REACHING SOON LA. SORLI SORLI." That I really don't get. But I guess its indulgent behavior from phone usage at homes or perhaps the guy on the receiver is the deaf equivalent of Mr. Stevie Wonder. Right. Anyway. The next thing I don't get is the "giving up the seat to the elderly/pregnant folks". While I'm all for that movement, I don't think its an obligatory gesture. I mean, it should be done out of courtesy and all as part of Singapore turning into a great polite city. (right.) But nonetheless, I don't feel like those who are seated simply have to all get their massive bums up from the chair to allow that one poor lady who just boarded a free choice of her seat. So I found it extremely weird when this old lady (50s-60s) came up the bus and then squeezed her way into the main pack before gesturing to this dork at the aisle seat to get him to booze up so that she could take the seat. What the hell was that? Even worst was when this rather largely-sized old man boarded the bus with his friend. His friend wasnt that old and made his way to the back to stand along the sides while a kind student kindly stood up from the outer seat to offer the inner seat to the old man. That he did and the old man plonked his considerable behind on the chair and seemed to purposefully shift his bum and ass crack around to occupy about one and a half seats. The student was kind enough not to want to infringe on the much needed butt breathing space because it seemed like another person on its on so he moved away. The old man then waved to his merry friend at the back and asked him to join him at the front! That his friend also did and when that happened, his butt seemed to magically contract and only occupied a little more than the one seat.

Amazing I tell you, what people do on our buses.

For the betterment of our shiny sunny state, I hope they all die.

Oh. I also have this feeling that the future IRs are gonna be uncle / aunty hangouts where the uncles have overbulging breast pockets that are filled with every single possible contraption concievable by man and the aunties clutch onto their fake leather prada, LV bags like it was the bible.

I am very scared.

I want to be a newyorkista. Please please please, let me go. The people in the casinos at atlantic city are really hip and cool.
kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 10:56 PM