my miseries. noooo.
written: 9:16 p.m. on Wednesday, May. 04, 2005

Bad, bad move. BAD HORRENDOUS AND ABSOLUTELY IDIOTIC MOVE. Why? Because they are doing Science and Technology right now. I read through the module notes just now and newsflash, I had close to no idea what 99% of the notes were off about. Science and technology!!!!!

Wait, correction; to be more precise, it's new science and tech. I mean, obviously I know what forensic science is but what in the world is biometric scanning and what has that got to do with ATMs?

I am so in over my head and the teacher whom I'm substituting has a class first bloody period tomorrow morning at the ungodly hour of 0800, a.k.a a time during which normal people are supposed to be sleeping, yadayada, my point is, I AM DEAD. I'm gonna make a fool out of myself and THAT'S certainly something I abhor with all my heart and soul. How how how? And to top it all off, I have nothing to wear!

I am so dead. The teacher has like three classes and they have GP every day! Hell I don't even like GP; do I have to whore myself in order to make some extra money???

Right, it's just the nerves talking. I reckon it should be pretty fun after the initial 'oh my god I have no idea what I'm supposed to do oh my god they're gonna think I'm a joke oh my god what do I say???' period of awkwardnesds has worn off. And hey, the bright side: it's only until next Friday!

The teacher who called me was briefing me today on what I'm supposed to do which is swell except that I've forgotten what I'm supposed to do tomorrow (save for some mind map thingy and that's about all I can recall right now) which is absolutely fatal! First period in the morning! And I'm supposed to take over his civics duties as well, which means that I supposedly have to sit through the principal's monologue session during civics period tomorrow! And hell, just when I thought I'd left it all behind. How nice and swell, ain't it.

When faced with an entirely new situation in which I am a poor sputtering fish out of water, my gut reaction is to complain; hence. Oh, and apparently the teacher's civics class which is also his GP classes has like three really tough to handle boys who, like I was warned, might give me some trouble.

Okay, typing all of this is seriously weird. I need more mental preparation! You don't just throw me into the deep end out of nowhere and expect me to stay afloat, really. I wonder what happened with the one that they hired over me; I wonder if she was asked to leave or if it was the other way round. Too bad I don't really know the teacher who called me, who's supposed to be kind of aiding me along for the next two days and one week; otherwise I'd totally get all the dirt from her, no doubt.

Oh well, here's hoping that things don't screw up too badly tomorrow, although I have a bad feeling that Murphy's Law is going to manifest itself in all its almighty glory and flip the third finger in my face. Joy!

Moving on now. I went swimming today after ten trillion years of not exercising, let alone swimming, and I am pleased to announce that there is a large amount of water stuck in my ears right now. It was worse a few moments ago, such that it really felt as though I couldn't hear anything in my left ear - a thought that was actually melodrama 'cause I heard perfectly fine. Apart from the water-stuck-in-ears thing, my arms hurt, my legs hurt and my back hurts. Oh, and my eyes hurt too. I don't wear goggles when I swim 'cause goggles makes me look ugly so I have to open my eyes when I'm underwater to ensure that I don't swim into the wall (which I almost did when I was swimming underwater, body against the floor of the pool) and after I was done, my eyes were literally bloodshot and there were colourful halos around the lift lights, as well as a film of mist covering my vision. Quite scary. If I can't wear contacts tomorrow, my life will end without a sliver of doubt.

Anyway, swimming was great, despite everything. I love the water. When I first jumped in though breathing became slightly more difficult, probably due to the water pressure or something. Also, I used to adore diving at the 1.8m end, ie. diving downwards, body against floor, things like that; however, I didn't even want to try it today 'cause it's been so long since I last swam and hence some confidence in my otherwise amazing swimming ability was lost. Yeah.

I think I could've been a competitive swimmer; it's my best sport and I was pretty damn good at it when I was younger. My coach always praised my form, but then again, my speed left much to be desired and that's the whole point isn't it? Oh well, I'm glad I wasn't; swimmers have really ugly shoulders and I like my shoulders the way they are, thanks.

Anyway, I was attempting to iron just now and it pissed me off. We should get that vertical steam iron thing; I couldn't iron properly 'cause I was scared of being burned by the uber-hot iron and I was also sweating profusively and I hate that so I just did it sloppily and my clothes are still pretty rumpled but heck, I don't care.

I soooo wanna take Japanese lessons. I sooooo wanna watch The Hidden Blade; I have this thing for samurai-related stuff now, all thanks to Samurai Champloo and the absolutely dashing Jin. Bwahaha.

Oh, and one last thing before I conclude this entry: I watched The Interpreter yesterday, right? So towards in the end, in the middle of the climax, the dialogue suddenly disappeared, followed by a black screen and then the lights and music came on.

Fucking stupid Bugis piece of shit cinema. Technical error during the most exciting fucking moment of the fucking movie, and they didn't even have the decency to apologise. So that was what I paid an extra fifty goddamn cents for? I don't understand the justification for the movie price hike if they're not even gonna improve their lousy service.

Same applies for transportation. I hate it when I'm waiting for the MRT and I want to know how long more it's gonna take to arrive and I look over at the LCD that's supposed to display this vital bit of passenger info but all I see are a bunch of stupid ads that do not give me any semblance of a bloody answer. I get this kind of shit, non-existent service and they want me to pay more for transport when I'm already paying ten trillion kidneys? And do they know how long Bus 171 takes to arrive? Ten bloody light years! They say that they need money to fund their research and development, but I say screw that to hell because I don't want the damn TV Mobile; it's not like an average bus journey is long enough for a person to watch a programme in its entirety, for hell's sake, and it's bloody noisy with abysmal reception to boot. I don't need stupid LCDs in MRT platforms that play stupid ads that don't tell me what I want to know; I preferred the old yellow dots against black background thing, for at least that provided lucid information on how long more the train would take to arrive, and it's available at all times, unlike the damn LCD which flashes the info for like three seconds and then switches to the stupid ads. Also, I don't want train marshalls, yadayada, 'cause they do nothing anyway.

And if you really want money to fund your precious R&D, why don't you get it from our amazing and prudent government? After all, the government is rich enough to provide 28 million dollars, considering the fact that it's perpetually enjoying a budget surplus and everything. What's the use of a consistent budget surplus if the government is not going to pay for such insipid extraneous 'services' that aim to improve the quality of transport in Singapore but only get on my nerves instead? In other words, WHY DO I HAVE TO PAY FOR CRAP THAT PISS ME OFF?

I swear, I really need a car.

Wait, I need driving lessons.

Hold the phone, I need money for driving lessons. Why are they so expensive?

I could go on bitching and bitching but I'm watching Eye for a Guy at 10 and I'm supposed to continue reading the GP stuff so in conclusion therefore Yelen has a job and Yelen swam today and Yelen hates ironing and Yelen is pissed about the transport fare hike and the movie price hike, thank you and good night.

before sunrise // before sunset

Previously:
- - Tuesday, Aug. 29, 2017
I'm moving. - Sunday, Jul. 11, 2010
In all honesty - Tuesday, Jul. 06, 2010
What I want for my birthday... - Sunday, Jul. 04, 2010
On Roger's behalf. - Friday, Jul. 02, 2010