Monday, March 30, 2009

templates for angry letters

#1: The Jane Austen Angry Letter.

"Dear (insert recipient here),
I am currently penning this letter to express my severe unhappiness in your (insert service here). It is with much distaste that I report (insert incident here). I sincerely hope that my comments will be addressed and thus corrected to prevent further recurrences of such unpleasantries. Thank you for your prompt and correct attention.

Yours sincerely,
(insert writer's name here)"

#2: The Angry Angry Letter.

"Dear (insert recipient here),
What the *bleep* is *bleeping* wrong with your (insert service here)? I had to *bleeping* put up with your *bleep* (insert incident here. Punctuate with *bleep*s.) My *bleeping* comments had *bleep* well be addressed or I'll personally drag my *bleep* self over there and shove your *bleeping* (insert service here) up your *bleeping* (insert orifice here). *Bleep* you and your *bleep bleep bleep* (insert serivce here).

*Bleep*
(insert writer's name here)"

Sigh. Conceived on one of those tired 156 bus journeys home with Crystal. Not one of the better posts, but then again it's better than nothing and I am not a puppet of pop culture D:

Credits to today's RALA lesson and a discussion on angry letters for the sad post today.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

assembly

Sigh this whole spate of "sign each other up" things are really getting out of hand.

First there was the whole thing about Yvonne being "geh kiang" and signing everyone up for the Chem survey thing by Ms Nina Chun. And to think that this was supposed to be a "voluntary" survey, as emphasised by Ms Chun, whoever she is, herself.

I opted out, so I am thankfully freed from the burden of having to wake up especially early to go to school for the survey. I'll be in school from 7:30am onwards either way; but at least I don't have to sit for 1 hour doing a survey against my will.

I honestly hate it when people attempt to boss us around.

Quote: "I'm really sorry for sounding like a bossy bastard" Unquote. Oh, the irony. Sounding like? Sounding like is saying that you'll make us go for it, but not carrying it through. BEING, on the other hand, means that you'll say you'll make us go for it, AND THEN making us go for it.

And I'm SORRY for breaking your pipe dream, but apologizing after doing it makes no damn difference at all. Perhaps fewer people might want to wring your neck, but I resent it all the same.

It would be much less of an issue if she'd just said that; at least she'd just have been a bossy bastard and not a bossy bastard who makes full use of emotional blackmail too. I don't care if the teacher in charge is a saint, I don't care if she's the freaking second coming. Whether or not I choose (note: CHOOSE) to go for her survey has absolutely nothing at all to do with how nice she is. And that fallacy just serves to make people feel bad for saying "no", when it should be a right given to them in the first place.

Sometimes I'm quite glad I'm an emotionless and unscrupulous asshole.

And just when that was over, suddenly in comes this Lit Assembly thing. From what I know, it's supposed to be an inkspiration thing. All fine and dandy; no one's stopping inkspiration from doing their little publicity stunt or educational assembly, but I seriously don't see why they have to pull RALA in.

No, wait, let me amend that. Why they have to pull the whole of RALA in. It was at first an inkspiration thing, according to my understanding, and I was planning to stay fully out of it, when all of a sudden BAM it became a RALA thing.

I pretty much resent the implication that if you're in RALA, you should contribute to inkspiration because, well, we're in RALA and therefore supposed to be enthu about writing. I'm not. I have more things on my platter and more things to concern myself with than a hall assembly thingum. Inkspiration and RALA's boundaries seem to be fading and melding together, and I wonder how much longer we have as seperate (well, as seperate as two miscible liquids can be) entities before one becomes subsumed under the other.

And when I say I don't want to help out in this, I get emotional blackmail like "Oh, it's fine... but we really, REALLY, REALLY TRULY MADLY DEEPLY HONESTLY *insert adjectives here* need all the help we can get."

If people keep lumping inkspiration, RALA and CAP together as unseperate non-entities, I will quit RALA next year. I signed up for RALA, not inkspiration, not CAP. And honestly, that's all I want-- RALA, not inkspiration, not CAP.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

freud

I had a very disturbing dream yesterday night.

I dreamt about NOI, and I didn't get a medal because my codes just sucked. And then I dreamt they were going through the answers and I suddenly realised that I'd misread one of the most important lines in the first question, and thus my answer was absolutely worthless.

And then I dreamt it was NAPFA, and I did 20plus pull-ups.

So is this dream indicative of the future, or indicative of what's NOT going to happen in the future? Both parts of the dream seem to be contradicting each other.

But for the record, I'd rather get a medal for NOI than be able to do 20 pull-ups.

Gosh, that was strange. I think it must be something to do with being sick :/

{EDIT} Ahhh I wish they'd just give us the results already! I've been obsessively refreshing the NOI webpage like 4832590923489 times a minute, but nothing. Nada. Zilch. I have resorted to repeating Zhenghao's words like a mantra:

Zhenghao:
ok anyway that was very well done!
i think you probably did just as well or better than the ri side

Damn the stupid Hwachong bugger who did 3 questions.