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Poly wants a cracker.
First of all, I would like to say Thank You to everyone who has tagged my blog for the past few days… it’s comforting to see you guys tag your concerns and all the well wishes. Appreciate it. I’m definitely not emo, I’m just being reflective, okay… there’s a difference.
Right, so let’s move on with this post of mine.
I’ve been mentioning a lot about awkwardness in my previous post because there’s been a hell lot of it in the past week. Let me cite an example; I was chatting with my friend over lunch just the other day when a familiar face appeared at the corner of my eye. This person was slowly walking in my direction with her friend and the thoughts ran through my head. Should I say hi? Should I smile? Should I wave?
I think my heart skipped a few beats in that moment.
And no, this has nothing to do with infatuation or anything; it was just a mutual greeting.
What would you do?
Well, in the end, I just smiled and waved at the person and she waved back. How did I feel after that? A little relief, a little elation and embarrassment rolled altogether. Other times though, I would take the initiative to wave and say hi to someone but I’d get ignored instead... *shrugs* Well, at least I tried.
Like you new school? Like your new friends? Do you absolutely *~lUrBbExX~* your swanky new school campus, thinking all the while that you’d be rid of all the bastards and ass-wipes that bug you all the time? Then BAM! You meet a certain son of a bitch that you thought you’d never meet again in your life. You see him whispering to his friends, his eyes trailing you while you throw your hands up in uproar, whispering to yourself, “What have I done to deserve this?”
You know he’s bitching about you, you can taste it in the air… but what can I do?
I turned and walked away.
These people… hah! They think they’re so “up there” because the school chose to accept them because of their talent. They think that they can go about throwing their weights, disregarding the fact that people actually work hard just to get to a school that they want. I think they believe that they’ll be in that school for the next 2 years of their lives because they are oh-so “needed”. They think they’re indispensable and act like everyone should drop to their knees and kowtow to them.
I’m sure all of you know that no one is indispensable; I think you guys are smarter than these people because you are reading this blog, thank goodness for some proper EQ around here.
As seen on one of my friend’s MSN nicknames…
”The sins of the past will catch up with you, you bitch.”
So I shall not fret because I believe that I can accomplish much more than I already have and not falter because of these people.
Now, my blog post just sounds desperate and convoluted...
Yesterday, I went over to Temasek Poly’s Open House with my friends because “I’m just very free.” But no, I didn’t go there to snigger and point, though that was my initial response to WJ’s invitation to go visit the school… shallow Nicolas again…
Anyways, it was a rather insightful and purposeful experience visiting a Poly; it just seemed so much more carefree. The booths were interesting and rewarding. I had a blood test done at one of the booths. The girl pricked my finger with a medical instrument and tested my blood type. She got it right on the first try! Congrats. I urged my friends to try out the test but none of them wanted to because of the needle… haha.
Well, Farez took up the blood test in the end and it was hilarious. The girl pricked his finger once and nothing came out. She was so apologetic… then she tried again on another finger and… nothing came out again. So they increased the pressure exertion of the needle and tried again on the first finger she pricked… Finally, blood spilled out from his finger and surprise surprise! The first prick that she did on him started bleeding too… He got his blood tested after ages, and the girl kept apologising to him after that. Weird, and funny at the same time.
So we came to the conclusion that Farez has really thick skin, or his blood was channelled to somewhere else… I’ll leave that to your imagination.
Spent the entire day walking around TP, watched a fashion show, saw many cool gadgets and project works and we ended the day watching a skit that was performed in the lecture room of the Business School.
I tell you, it was laugh-out-loud funniness till the end. This Malay guy was dressed up as a drag queen and he tickled our funny bones with his witty and dirty quotes. I can’t describe the whole thing to you because I was too busy laughing but yeah, it was very, very enjoyable.
We receive any nice samples and souvenirs too!
And if you have just been skimming through this rather crazy post, here is some comic relief:
Qn: Why was the Maths book so sad?
Ans: It had many problems.
Boy: Dad, I scored underwater grades for my exams!
Father: What do you mean, son?
Boy: For all my subjects, I scored below C level.
I think that chilled you up on this sweltering day…
Alright, I just received my new timetable for next week and it is busy busy busy.
Hope all of you are coping well! =)
Hail Mary.