Tuesday, August 30, 2005
today was i experienced the unthinkable.
the unimaginable.
the first!
i had the worst pe lesson in history.
unthinkable! for such an active prat like me.
even the thought of being near a butterfly pales in comparison with that.
and i absolutely hate, detest, loathe butterflies.
*shudders*
stupid flittering things...they are so ugly its enough to make me want to bomb blast every inch of my garden which conveniently happens to be on their top 10 list of favourite holiday destinations.
*shudders* anyway, back to the story.
heres the reason why this pe lesson stunk like a pile of cow crap.
after running through the stupid useless aces day workout with us, mr singh released the boys from their anguish and let them play soccer.
and he retained us girls to do more workouts just because SOME PEOPLE expressed interest in doing so.
kick a soccer ball at me, please somebody and put me out of my misery.
seriously, i contemplated joining the boys for soccer as the linesman.
it was so shittingly devastating for the rest of us hyperactive people namely ruiwen and i.
but no way was rui wen and i going to tolerate mr singh's obsession with SOME PEOPLE.
we ran to the pe store to get out our equipment for captain's ball.
four ugly orange florescent cones-check.
one dirty orange ball which looked like as if someone had beaten the living daylights out of it-check.
and we are all set for our game of captain's ball.
(ever wondered what if someone were to mistakenly pronounce it as captain's BALLS?)
hehhehheh.
ok anyway, when we reached the hall, SOME PEOPLE were busy gyrating to the preppy beat of the workout cd.
sheesh, they looked like as if they were having seizures.
and after we had marked out our court and formed our teams, C***** skipped over to us and just inserted herself into our game which was already starting.
what the crap. and we had to reform our groups just because of her and we had an uneven number now.
not only that, she also complained about rui wen and wan being in the same team.
pfff! yeah, so what if they are both netballers?
then she kept whining and whining about it until some of us got so irritated we just abandoned the whole game.
whiny bitch.
makes one wonder what the heck does how ee see in her.
then when mr singh made us gather together and he asked us what was wrong, A*** and C***** kept griping about how we wouldnt cooperate with them and gave them problems.
what crap.
who made them queen and princess of the class anyway?
i expect an impeachment to happen any time now.
man...the look mr singh had in his eyes suggested that he wanted to make us go "push up position down."
but luckily, he didnt.
he then "kindly" gave us another chance and asked us to form two groups.
the five bitches went to one side of the court and fionn and vera joined them.
i have no idea why they would do such a stupid thing. probably pity.
and the rest of us girls gathered at the other side of the court.
haha. 13-7 our favour.
mr singh then gave us a what-the-shit-is-happening-here look and then he just sighed and made us go set up chairs for teachers day.
damn.
so we spent the whole pe period being the school's slaves, setting up chairs thanks to those 5 bitches.
thank you so much.
whoop dee do! *sarcastic*
when i laid hands on the chair i was straightening out and i saw them slacking at one corner shooting us accusing looks perfected only by pure bitches like them, i almost lost it.
i could have flung the damn chair at them if rui wen hadnt come over to me.
sheesh. anger management classes here i come.
but seriously, i bet a buck if eugene were there, he would not have only swung the chair at them but also tables.
haha. *wry smile*
and for the whole journey home after today, rui wen showed her anger by talking about C***** and A*** in a tone specially reserved for twits like them.
the unimaginable.
the first!
i had the worst pe lesson in history.
unthinkable! for such an active prat like me.
even the thought of being near a butterfly pales in comparison with that.
and i absolutely hate, detest, loathe butterflies.
*shudders*
stupid flittering things...they are so ugly its enough to make me want to bomb blast every inch of my garden which conveniently happens to be on their top 10 list of favourite holiday destinations.
*shudders* anyway, back to the story.
heres the reason why this pe lesson stunk like a pile of cow crap.
after running through the stupid useless aces day workout with us, mr singh released the boys from their anguish and let them play soccer.
and he retained us girls to do more workouts just because SOME PEOPLE expressed interest in doing so.
kick a soccer ball at me, please somebody and put me out of my misery.
seriously, i contemplated joining the boys for soccer as the linesman.
it was so shittingly devastating for the rest of us hyperactive people namely ruiwen and i.
but no way was rui wen and i going to tolerate mr singh's obsession with SOME PEOPLE.
we ran to the pe store to get out our equipment for captain's ball.
four ugly orange florescent cones-check.
one dirty orange ball which looked like as if someone had beaten the living daylights out of it-check.
and we are all set for our game of captain's ball.
(ever wondered what if someone were to mistakenly pronounce it as captain's BALLS?)
hehhehheh.
ok anyway, when we reached the hall, SOME PEOPLE were busy gyrating to the preppy beat of the workout cd.
sheesh, they looked like as if they were having seizures.
and after we had marked out our court and formed our teams, C***** skipped over to us and just inserted herself into our game which was already starting.
what the crap. and we had to reform our groups just because of her and we had an uneven number now.
not only that, she also complained about rui wen and wan being in the same team.
pfff! yeah, so what if they are both netballers?
then she kept whining and whining about it until some of us got so irritated we just abandoned the whole game.
whiny bitch.
makes one wonder what the heck does how ee see in her.
then when mr singh made us gather together and he asked us what was wrong, A*** and C***** kept griping about how we wouldnt cooperate with them and gave them problems.
what crap.
who made them queen and princess of the class anyway?
i expect an impeachment to happen any time now.
man...the look mr singh had in his eyes suggested that he wanted to make us go "push up position down."
but luckily, he didnt.
he then "kindly" gave us another chance and asked us to form two groups.
the five bitches went to one side of the court and fionn and vera joined them.
i have no idea why they would do such a stupid thing. probably pity.
and the rest of us girls gathered at the other side of the court.
haha. 13-7 our favour.
mr singh then gave us a what-the-shit-is-happening-here look and then he just sighed and made us go set up chairs for teachers day.
damn.
so we spent the whole pe period being the school's slaves, setting up chairs thanks to those 5 bitches.
thank you so much.
whoop dee do! *sarcastic*
when i laid hands on the chair i was straightening out and i saw them slacking at one corner shooting us accusing looks perfected only by pure bitches like them, i almost lost it.
i could have flung the damn chair at them if rui wen hadnt come over to me.
sheesh. anger management classes here i come.
but seriously, i bet a buck if eugene were there, he would not have only swung the chair at them but also tables.
haha. *wry smile*
and for the whole journey home after today, rui wen showed her anger by talking about C***** and A*** in a tone specially reserved for twits like them.