Killed.
Sunday, April 27, 2008 6:03 PM
whatamigoingtodo?
whatwhatwhatwhat!
help. please. *gasps*
i have maths tuition at block 48 (bendemeer road/insertestatenamehere) today.
AND THE FRICKING MATHS TEACHER IS A MALE.
and i'll be entering his territory!
i feel like emo-ing right now.
i don't need maths tuition.
i don't have maths tuition.
i don't want to have maths tuition.
i don't want maths tuition.
i 'm fine in maths.
i used to like it before <><. i loathe it even more now.
BECAUSE OF MATHS TUITION.
you know, i've figured out that people give tuition
a) just to earn extra money for a short period of time,
b) to earn money during their wait to uni/poly/jc instead of sitting at home and doing nothing,
c) because there's nothing else to do,
d) to torture little young girls by making them walk all the way from their home to block 48.
BAH.
what the blare. and who needs tuition for maths anyway (besides my mother thinking that i do)? it's just a matter of how good your neuro-transmitting (and all transmitting after that) is.
That's from your brain -> your hand -> your pen -> your ink -> the ball-point -> the paper.
And in between all those, energy is lost.
So if you lose too much energy at any stage, the component malfunctions and... TADAA!
Houston, we have a problem.
Say, your ink travels down that teeny little tube in your pen, sometimes called the TUBE!
> re-enactment <
- SBG is writing halfway in his english composition exam.
- he only has 3 minutes left, and he's only written 5 lines.
- he thinks for 2 minutes and it occurs to him that his phrasebook would've helped him.
- he shouldn't have thrown it away.
- ... not like there were any phrases in it.
"WTF my pen ink dried up!"
^ SBG shrieks, in a traditional, authentic sissy style.
"PUT DOWN YOUR PANTS."
- the class puts pens down in unison.
now yer know how a transmission misfire can occur [: it's not that his (its) pen ink dried up, it's just that the any one of the above components decided to fail him and dislike him.
wait, wait, how did it get from maths tuition to this? o_o
okay, you're probably bored now,
and it's time for me to practice my piano ("YEEEES, mama |:")
and go swimming after that..
because i'll only get a birthday present from my bro if i go swimming.
spashtick, but true.
REMEMBER HOR,
singpost day!
thritiethohfour :D
Sunday, April 27, 2008 6:03 PM
whatamigoingtodo?
whatwhatwhatwhat!
help. please. *gasps*
i have maths tuition at block 48 (bendemeer road/insertestatenamehere) today.
AND THE FRICKING MATHS TEACHER IS A MALE.
and i'll be entering his territory!
i feel like emo-ing right now.
i don't need maths tuition.
i don't have maths tuition.
i don't want to have maths tuition.
i don't want maths tuition.
i 'm fine in maths.
i used to like it before <><. i loathe it even more now.
BECAUSE OF MATHS TUITION.
you know, i've figured out that people give tuition
a) just to earn extra money for a short period of time,
b) to earn money during their wait to uni/poly/jc instead of sitting at home and doing nothing,
c) because there's nothing else to do,
d) to torture little young girls by making them walk all the way from their home to block 48.
BAH.
what the blare. and who needs tuition for maths anyway (besides my mother thinking that i do)? it's just a matter of how good your neuro-transmitting (and all transmitting after that) is.
That's from your brain -> your hand -> your pen -> your ink -> the ball-point -> the paper.
And in between all those, energy is lost.
So if you lose too much energy at any stage, the component malfunctions and... TADAA!
Houston, we have a problem.
Say, your ink travels down that teeny little tube in your pen, sometimes called the TUBE!
> re-enactment <
- SBG is writing halfway in his english composition exam.
- he only has 3 minutes left, and he's only written 5 lines.
- he thinks for 2 minutes and it occurs to him that his phrasebook would've helped him.
- he shouldn't have thrown it away.
- ... not like there were any phrases in it.
"WTF my pen ink dried up!"
^ SBG shrieks, in a traditional, authentic sissy style.
"PUT DOWN YOUR PANTS."
- the class puts pens down in unison.
now yer know how a transmission misfire can occur [: it's not that his (its) pen ink dried up, it's just that the any one of the above components decided to fail him and dislike him.
wait, wait, how did it get from maths tuition to this? o_o
okay, you're probably bored now,
and it's time for me to practice my piano ("YEEEES, mama |:")
and go swimming after that..
because i'll only get a birthday present from my bro if i go swimming.
spashtick, but true.
REMEMBER HOR,
singpost day!
thritiethohfour :D