Rotting away at home...

Today marks my fourth day absent from school in a row, if you count going home at 12 noon absent.

The ridiculously stupid form teacher wants a medical cert. Okay, mom says, I'll write one for you. Problem is, she wants an MC from a bona fide doctor. Maybe I should ask Sabrina's dad to write me one.

Point is, the teacher KNOWS I'm sick. My friends know I'm sick. My mom knows I'm sick. I know I'm sick.

SO WHY DO I HAVE TO GET AN MC FROM SOME STUPID DOCTOR??

...Who will probably charge me a hundred bucks in 'consultation fees' and tell me to 'get plenty of rest.' Which, excuse me, I already know.

I haven't been to the doctor in years, literally. Even the day I got thrown off (ok, humiliatingly fell off) my bike, I refused to see a doctor. What good are they for in these kinds of situations anyway?

"Oh hi doctor, I fell off my bike. What should I do?"

"Change your dressings everyday and get plenty of rest. Oh, and don't be so careless next time. Now that will be a hundred bucks please."

*mutters* "At least I get an MC..."

-_-''

I'm telling you, if we had our own version of the good Dr. House in Malaysia, he'd probably throw me flat out on my butt from the hospital while muttering about little brats wasting his precious 'do absolutely nothing' time.

If I were a doctor, I'd rather go around handing out free MCs than see a tiny, insignificant smart-alecky whiner whinging.

"Oh Doctor Stephanie! I have sticky stuff dripping from my nose! I heard it's called mucous right? Right? What should I do? It's so gross!"

*child's mom sighs*

"Ok, go home, keep yourself warm, and get plenty of rest. Now that will be a hundred ringgit please, plus 50 cents for ink and paper consumption if you want an MC."

See? I can be a paediatrician too! To think that all our science teachers are threatening to throw me (and all the other 4K girls) out of their classes! *gasp*

Why, we'd do SUCH good to the community indeed! (And charge an arm and a leg while we're at it.)

Aiyah, don't care la. I'll just let teacher mark me 'ponteng' even though she knows I'm sick.

Guilty conscience, indeed.

*cackles*


Song of the Day:

"Ain't No Other Man - Christina Aguilera"

Ok. Tummyache. Gotta go keep up my 'oh-so-sick' facade. Ciao.

Cheers

Here's to the girl who can set up computers and printers, but doesn't know how to install a webcam. *clink*

Okla, the webcam I can install, but don't know how to mount on the computer. Stupid, right? -_-'' So for now it's sitting rather stupidly on the CPU filming one half of my face.

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Anyway, I'm still sick. It's getting ridiculous, really. When I want to skip school, I'm perfectly healthy, and when I actually WANT to go to school...BAM! The fever, cough, flu, PMS and diarrhoea (yes! I spelt that right!) gods attack you all at once. Talk about misfortune. -_-''

I don't think I'm up for school tomorrow, not after I almost fainted a gazillion times today. Which is good, no aural (oral?) exam! Hah!

Today, during moral class, Sindhu asked me:

"Do you like to read up on general knowledge?"

o_O I was like, "er, sometimes."

Out of the blue, just like that. Then Siew Lei started harassing me, "What did Sindhu ask you? What did Sindhu ask you?"

"Why do you want to know? So KPC!"

"Nola, they're talking about choosing new sections heads for ed board next year. I heard they're giving the English head position to Ka Yong! So unfair! They should pick form 4 students right?"

"Whatever la, if they want to choose Ka Yong, go ahead la. That way, less chance of me getting stuck with the job. (right)"

Ok, so it's unfair that a Form 3 lands the job, and not a fourth former who has paid her dues. But I'm sure she's fully capable of the job, so if she's to be the new head, go ahead.

I mean, I'm probably resigning next year. If I can. I heard that in form 5 you have to stick with the same clubs and societies as the previous year. But anyway, I'll try and get transferred to the Graphics section. I heard that it needs some serious help, what with Siew Lei getting her design rejected 12 times in a row.

There's no creative freedom, that's what it is! They insist on the same damn cliched thing year after year. Like poor Yap's mag design. So gorgeous until a certain friend of hers designed a layout based on the pure pinkness *coughcough*, but still not good enough.

They want trees la, a picture of the school la, KL tower la...why don't they just throw in a couple more cliches and sell themselves off to Hallmark? Yeesh.

Okay, so I contributed to the sappy Hallmark flavor of the magazine with that jackassed halfwit poem I wrote a while ago (which they should NEVER publish, lest they embarass me mortally) but STILL!

Still what? I don't know. I just feel like complaining, ok?

Ok, that reminds me, I still have a rhythmic gymnastics report to write. So excuse me while I dig up old school magazines and plagiarize the material so we can all be happy in our sad, corny world.


Song of the Day:

"Won't Get Fooled Again - The Who"

OMG! CSI is on! OMGOMGOMG *kicks off button and runs away at top speed*

New layout! =P

Yupyup. Not compatible in Internet Explorer as of yet, so you backward suckers better get your arse out there and get firefox! *nyeh*

I'll try to fix it ASAP, but I'm not feeling well, so you'll have to deal with the scattered text yourself for now.

Anyone who says it's too girly or pink will have their comments deleted and their ass kicked from here to Murmansk. *smug*

I like pink, and you'd better like it too.

Or scram. Muahahahaha =P


Song of the Day:

"Perfect World - Simple Plan"

*hums* I like pink~ I like pink~