The Unbelievably Random Rantings of a Teenage Err.

Saturday, August 27, 2005

True Story. A religion teacher assigned her class an essay on what makes a good Christian. One student wrote about praying nightly, say no to abortion, banning gay marriage, and donating money. The other student wrote about talking to God and allowing people to enjoy their lives, and supporting gay marriage. The day the teacher was to hand the papers back, she called up the second student and told him she would pray for him when he went to hell. The student asked why would he be going to hell, and why he got an F on his paper. The teacher told him that Catholicism is against gay marriage. The student looked at her for a minute, then said aloud, "I'm gay." The teacher kicked him out of class as if he had said fuck or worshiped Satan. A girl in the back of class who had a boyfriend and was obviously straight got up and left too.

If you would leave the classroom, repost this. It doesn't matter if you're straight, bi, or gay. It doesn't matter if you're catholic or not. Everyone is a human being and deserves happiness.

WHEE HEE HEE. i just came back from training. im gonna go fer training again tmr. at 7am mannn. aloneee mannn. in teh taxi mannn. omg la. i hates its. hrm. anyways. there are so many shows i wanna watch. okay la. not SOOOO many. 3 actually. hurhur.

the penguin march(is that the right title?)
corpse bride
charlie and the choc factory

wheeness. i need something to relieve my stress LEH. how LEH? hur. im stressed. i can feel it in my fingers, i feel it in my toeeesss. no la. i feel it in my shoulders. sigh. and my head.

you know. i wonder what would have been if i had not chosen to go to tp to study? i was this <> close to choosing a jc. any jc. just a jc. why? cos. i donot know. but i almost didnt go tp. anyways. why? cos. i had no intention of doing anything to do with design.
then suddenly, i snapped. and woke up. why did i have to go with whatever ppl around me told me was supposedly BEST for me? it BEST that i study in JC. its BEST that i swim while i study. its BEST that i dont go poly.
well anyways. i snapped right, i realised. why not do something i like? then. i started exploring. what do i like? what are my hobbies? so. hmm. reading, what can i do with this? skip.
lame-ing away, no courses in poly for this. skip.
DRAWING. OOH. TP. OOH. ANIMATION. OOH OOH DOUBLE OOH.
thus. i chose tp. i actually chose vsc as first choice cos my sissy was in there already. as in. there was a place for her already lar. so. in the end. i was not chosen for vsc. they gave me my second choice(which makes me uber happy thinking about it now) IMD. or MOI now. BUT BUT BUT. it makes it all the more worse. that i have to let this go. cos of the UBER KEWLNESS WHEE HEE WOO HOO friends i will be leaving behind.
i will definately go back to visit. will i feel weird when i go visit? will i feel like an outsider? yes. but. as long as u guys want me to go back. fer real man. then i will go la. or can meet u guys outside. or can come my house and leave a note(u will see what i mean when u come to my house lar) or. just call me. msg me. sms me. STALK ME. yeh baby. anything.

this is an uber long post. ay? yehs.

i will miss it all. but. no. i wont have regrets. i hope. kay la. A LIL bit. but. it will work out in the end.
you know what i like about blogging? i love ranting. nobody to judge me. nobody to tell me that im stupid or to try and change my views. nobody to make me feel foolish. i want to rant to someone. but. i dont have a best friend who will stay by me and whom i KNOW will listen when i rant. nope. unfortunately, i tend to keep people at a distance. why? it's just me. anyone care to try to get closer? im warning you. it's difficult. once i start to dislike you, it stays you know? but once i like you, God know how i will like you. as a friend or more. yeps. anyways. im ranting again. hart hart hart ranting. whee.

OH YA. i dont know if anyone will catch what im trying to say. but. i donot know. i shall just carry on la.

TODAY. during teh thingy i went to. there were these performences. and MAN! i had to resist sniggering and bursting out laughing like a mad hyena. why? cos. there were these elderly doing line dancing. i donot know what it is that amuses me about line dancing. but. they look weird. kinda. sometimes. and. they kept repeating the movements. i got bored after the third time they repeated. they repeated several times. trust me. SEVERAL.

and then. another performence. they had these small kids. they used bells in their performence. and so. they were ringing their bells in tune with the songs. then there was this girl. she shook her bell. the thing inside went FLYING! laughter and more laughter. and considering the fact that i laugh very easily and cannot stop easily, i laughed and giggled like a crazy idiot. then. they put it back. when she shook it again, it came flying out again. obviously. i laughed even harder. i think the person next to me thinks im mad la. seriously. if smth amuses me. i laugh and i have difficulty stopping.

there was once. i think i had laughing gas. natural laughing gas. haha. i laughed. and laughed. and laughed. AND LAUGHED. i almost died i think. i was gasping for air like crazy la. then u see tears streaming. face red. and clutching my stomach. ROLLING ON THE FLOOR. i always think they made ROFL after seeing me. madness. ROFL makes me think of myself. ROLLING. practically ROLLING. whee hee. i try to control my laughter when im outside. makes me seem more sane than i am. hee. IM INSANE KAY? whee hee hee. now. this entry. i applaud u if u came this far. and u have read EVERYTHING. if u cheated and just scrolled down, 'sokay. i know this entry is long and super uber lame and some parts uncomprehendable. but ohwells. its mine. MINE I SAY. WAHAHA.

i think i have weakness for older women. not way older. but. older than me. whee hee hee. im sick lar. leavemebe.

er. is there anything else i need to rant? hmm. not at the moment lar. kayness. END OF LONG ENTRY! PEACE OUT-