April 10, 2008 at 1:14 am (Little Miss Bahness, Little Miss Schoolgirl)

I can’t sleep. There’s nothing to think about. And when you absolutely can’t fall asleep, having nothing to think about can be quite annoying.
Well actually I did a bit of thinking earlier. I didn’t like thinking about it so I stopped.
The ticking stopped too. I take that as a sign.
I need another visit to the library.
PS: Somebody actually searched for mcgay´s favorite songs and ended up here. :8B
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March 28, 2008 at 3:35 am (Little Miss Awesome, Little Miss Bahness, Little Miss Schoolgirl, Little Miss Swear-free)
I am officially a polytechnic graduate as of 26th March 2008. Yey me!
All emotions were pretty subdued during the ceremony. Truth be told, I almost felt no emotions at all. It was only when they showed the farewell video where everybody in it was going “Goodbye! Byebye. Goodbye RP etc” did it hit me that this WAS indeed Goodbye. And I felt a hint of sadness to leave all that I’ve been used to for 3 years.
What I’ll miss most is just having familiar faces around. Giving a smile of recognition. Waving to eachother like excited little kids from a distance. Occasional hugs.I’ll especially miss those people who’ve ended up in the same class as me for 3 semesters despite class allocation being random. What luck! And I couldn’t have asked for a better bunch of guys to be stuck with for 3 friggin semesters (an insane majority of my classmates are males). No cattiness, no bitching (except about facilitators and occasional jerks in class), very laid-back and non-hostile life it was. With the exception of McBabi of course. Everyone could have done without him (come to think of it, I dont think I saw him at the Graduation Ceremony. Weird). I’ve gotten so used to their presence that by the last semester, I was publicly and shamelessly burping in class. Haha!
I’ll miss Fee Faan for I know it would be harder to have us all meet impulsively just to do nothing. Like literally nothing. As in call-everybody-up-and-sit-at-the-canteen-and-just-stare-at-each other’s-faces kind of nothing. We were family-at-school; we don’t need to talk to each other but we know we’ll always have each other.
I’ll miss checking LEO 7326452 times before the grades are released.
Gosh there’s so much I feel I’ll be leaving behind (it’s impossible to say everything here now isn’t it?) but I’m glad to have left. I did what I had to do, I didn’t fall below the mark I set for myself, I made my parents proud and I got alot more than I was asking for. Just as much as I am glad that this chapter of my life happened, I’m excited to be starting afresh too. On a clean slate. I’m not even scared of not knowing what lies ahead. I was, but I’m not now.
I don’t think there is a need for any farewell speeches here (nor am I good at any). I just wish everyone well… This to me, isn’t the end of anything, it’s just goodbye.
Loves
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March 24, 2008 at 11:22 pm (Little Miss Schoolgirl, Making death list)
I found this piece of paper in my old drawer and so I opened it. Now I wish I hadn’t because it is so not funny!!!!!!!!!!


Zomfg I used to have feelings wtf – enough to even write a poem, and a long one at that! This is nauseating lor!
What on earth possessed me to write that for English period I’ll never know.
Okay, actually I know lah.. I guess that was my way of giving closure. My life used to be so complicated sia last time I’m not even fucking kidding ok what do you know!
I think I am going to the 17th floor now……….
And then, I will jump down wtf……………..
Kthanxbye!
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March 22, 2008 at 7:05 pm (Little Miss Schoolgirl, Little Miss Swear-free)
There’s 3 types of teacher a person can be – Good, Bad or Sincere. Today I opened one of the books you gave me and I realized maybe there’s a forth type, the Good and Sincere.
Which reminds me, you’re one of the best teachers I’ve ever had
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February 1, 2008 at 12:08 am (Little Miss Bahness, Little Miss Schoolgirl)
Tomorrow will be the last day of school for us and it’s bye bye to Poly life.
I am very sad you know. Leaving so much behind.
OMG am gonna pile on waterproof mascara tomorrow just in case I become a crying wreck.
I’m not saying I’m gonna cry (public display of vulnerability!!) but you know, just in case...

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January 24, 2008 at 10:58 pm (Little Miss Ditzy, Little Miss Schoolgirl)
I’m supposed to come up with an 8 liner poem about what I’ve learnt for Intrusion Detection Module. This is what I have for now:
You have my love
You have my heart
All the stars above
Say we will never part
Even apart we are together
I am yours and you are mine
The stars don’t lie this is forever
My friend, my love, my Valentine
Ahaha fucking not related and it’s copy and pasted from some online forum thing. Yes, I typed in 8 line poem in the search engine -_-”
Thats how desperate I am. I’ve lost touch of feelings, poetry and literature yay.
I shall be extra careful not to hit that submit button accidentally or not I die sia…
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[Update] Thanks to THIS website, I’ve created a masterpiece. Nyehhh :B
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December 18, 2007 at 12:44 pm (Little Miss Schoolgirl, Making death list)
KNNBCCB I FUCKING HATE MCGAY LAH CHIBAIIIIIIIII.
I hope he gets his penis (if he has one that is) slammed between the lift doors.
The fucker friggin insults me everytime with his comments. Like being a totally un-hot homosexual isn’t enough, he has to be an idiot and possibly even racist too.
If theres one thing I hate more than sibeh annoying idiots, its sibeh annoying idiots who talk too much when their opinion is clearly not needed.
My dad makes meatpie out of people like him seh.
Dumb bastard lah he. I’ve never hated a facilitator for such an extended period of time until he came along. Usually I’d just get bad impressions of facilitators for a couple of weeks then come to realize that they’re not so bad after all.
53 claps to McGay for being asshole of the semester. I cant wait to say goodbye to his smelly face once and for all.
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December 11, 2007 at 11:45 am (Little Miss Schoolgirl, wtf)
A classmate is singing in class. Confident sia. He think what? Now is Hungry Ghost Festival issit?
Please stop already lor you sing until no more ghost to scare away in Woodlands already wtf.
Times like this make me realize how much I love my earphones.
I love you a lot earphones <3 <3
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December 3, 2007 at 12:21 am (Little Miss Bahness, Little Miss PMS, Little Miss Schoolgirl)
You know when you’ve had enough of something when you feel sick about it.
Like, literally.
I feel sick lor! Like wanna puke already lor! Not funny lor!!
I hate my FYP.
Like really hate it.
Like really really bleeding hate it because its been such an incomprehensible bitch.
Even when I know what needs to be done, there’d be error after error.
And when there isn’t any error, thats when I’ll really need to worry because it’s most likely gonna be a HUGEASS problem later.
Like… right now…
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And just now I turned into some hormonal unsexy beast I think. Because I was so stressed like… umm some hormonal unsexy beast wtf. So irritating lah just now!
Anyway thanks Hal for not being mean to me (for once. lol I keed I keeeed) and for keeping a level head and all…
And M2 wrote me this:
Aisyah Smile!
Sing to the tunes you know,
Dancing like an angel in the snow.
Like the ship that sails away,
Your smile is always here to stay.
Bring that basket full of apple,
And I’ll turn them all into Snapple.
If only I could see you smile,
I wouldn’t mind running a thousand mile.
Even if it meant I have to cross the sea,
I promise I’ll bring along your favourite bubble tea.
I know you can do it Dear,
Have faith and do not fear.
Because by the time you’re done with FYP,
I know you’re going to be very happy!
And once everything is over,
We will go shopping at Dover.
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Which was friggin sweet lah oi… heh
Back to the subject… The thing is, we’re screwed for this FYP I swear. Our success percentage, heck, progress is well less than 50%?
And almost everything was with the help of the supervisor.
And none of us really know what we’re doing.
So how could I not be freaked out about it correct anot?!
But I’m okay with it now… Because I’ve accepted the fact that I’ll prolly get a not-so-pretty grade for this one. Lawl.
No, really I actually feel better once I’ve settled with the fact.
May I suggest this technique to Nisha?
Heh. Heh.
I’m trying to help OK not be pessimistic or what!
Zzz end of entry. Tomorrow’s McGay’s lesson. Meeting supervisor. Have nothing to wear. Have to wake up early.
Ee-er *puts paperbag over head*
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November 11, 2007 at 4:01 pm (Little Miss Ditzy, Little Miss Schoolgirl, wtf)
Was talking to M2 saying how I’m always hungry these days. With cravings and hunger pangs even at 2 o’clock in the morning.
Then I mentioned that my weight was 50kg.
The last time I checked it was only around 47 but I lied and said it’s 50 because I felt fat.
Then I went to my room…
Hopped on the weighing scale…
50kg it said.
Fucker. I’m really 50 la seh! (shuddup eh nanie. lol)
No wonder my ass looked so big that day when I was out with Nisha. I was whining and all about my ass and it didn’t help that there were reflective surfaces everywhere.
Say hello to my new fat ass y’all.
doubleyouteeeff.
Well I hope my dad’s happy now. He’s been asking me to put on weight on a daily basis.
Ee-err T__T
Okay whatevs. End of topic.
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I’m in my final semester and I’m supposed to be motivated/interested/efficient and all but I’m not.
In fact I’m at my worst and I don’t quite care anymore…
Until a few minutes ago when I realized that I would need the facilitators’ testimonials to look good when I’m out job-hunting.
I think you all know rite what word came out of my mouth immediately after that?…
Haha yeah you guys should be smart enough to guess…
Anyways, how now brown cow?!
Like this I have only 2 more months left to start being punctual for classes, act smart in class, talk a lot during meetings and make a good impression of myself.
I think people who talk a lot in class are actually quite empty up in the head but I have no choice I have to become like that also, because facilitators are quite irritating like that.
Dont ask me how I’m going to be punctual eh because I dont know either.
Maybe instead of sitting in heavy traffic, I could jog to school? That way I could lose weight at the same time.
Whatever, just a suggestion…
*slaps self*
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November 2, 2007 at 10:44 pm (Little Miss Bahness, Little Miss Schoolgirl)
Today was the day I absolutely did nothing for lesson. Not even research. I just looked and listened to the chinese in my group discussing.
Quite irritating.
I don’t see why I need to ask them what each sentence means because they damn well know I don’t understand the conversations.
So I thought to myself “Well eff this, I’m going to do something useful for me” and the whole day was spent making the poster for my PP presentation.
Ironically the only teammate who ever asked me if I was bored because everybody was speaking in Chinese was a fellow from the original China. Striking out the fact that he’s cute, he’s quite a gentleman (despite the fact that he bites his fingernails all the time wtf). Insisting that he opens doors for me, asking if I’m okay when I cough, asking me to take care of myself yada yada. You know, simple polite things that absolutely everybody should start learning.
lol.
Anyway I don’t see why the team can’t just speak in English you know? In class I speak malay, yes. But thats only when I’m bitching with the VS babes. Which actually happens quite often.
BUT THE POINT IS… I speak english for everything else. Everybody understands english. So why dont they just speak english? So hard meh?
Whatever. So now I’m supposed to be doing the equally irritating RJ.
Question: “What are your contributions to your team today? Please discuss any issues that you have with your team (and also the teamwork).”
Haha effing ha.
This rj would actually be good for me but in order to write about the issues I have with the teammates (they are actually very nice people but this is nothing personal) I also have to admit that I did absolutely nothing on top of coming late for class.
Very smart facilitator. Verrryyy smart.
Today was also the marking of the beginning of one week holidays.
Yey no school for one week babeh! Even though I only attended one lesson this week (which was a very miserable today), one week of official holidays still sounds so good.
*spastic dance*
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