Don't Close Your Eyes

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This blog was opened by Shu Ern, the mushroom dinosaur to accomodate her mindless musings and daily rantings.
Do enjoy your stay here, and don't take what's not yours!

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Me likee cupcakes

Is this the epitome of creme de le creme?

Or is it cramp de la cramp?

Muscle cramp? Stomach cramp? Leg cramp? Eyes cramp? Brain cramp? Butt cramp? Whatever cramp you can think of!!!!

Sejarah brings it all at once, y'all!!!

Cramp de la cramp it is!!!!

-Creme de la creme actually means cream of the cream which can also be visualise as some sort of cupcake icing. Yummy~~

Vanity [power MAX]

There is this form one girl who actually looks like me!!!

I:

a) am annoyed
b) am scared
c) want people to shut the hell up because we are not related
d) want to kill people who keep on reminding me of her existence.

Actually I blame my lack of dolled-up factor in school that contributes to my "normalness".

I mean, glasses, hair up, sloppy and moodswings aren't exactly charming. LOL

So as Baoyu says, June holiday we're gonna take lots of photos during our outing and then you'll see.

So childish right? Like that also want to prove. Haha.

So when I say: "I li-keee my owh-n faise!" means I love my faise and not hers. Thanks.

Please lah, school does not add to my appeal. I'm just those people who can pull off a twelve-inch Alexander McQueen heels but not uniforms and rules. *High fashion here*

Before you judge me, Ima spit on you and kill you with a pencil [slow and painful] and then I will trample all over your dead, cold body.

Our difference? I'm more aggressive. Try me. *grrrr*

-Sometimes I will catch her looking at me and I'll wonder, is she thinking the same thing as me, which is "Cheh, I'm prettier la." LOL

Just a random rant on student's right conservation

Why should we always compromise with teacher's mood swings and the constant criticism? [if not humiliation] You don't see me yelling at you teachers when I PMS.

Why are we always the ones at fault when we clearly did nothing wrong?

Why should we be the one who always get told by some teacher "If you don't like the school, pack your things and leave." when the teachers are the one who is unsatisfied?

Why do we always have to listen to lectures when teachers clearly "want to treat us like adults"?

Why should our freedom of almost everything be taken away by some trashy rules?

Why is there no expression in school?

Why can't we express ourselves instead everytime we have to compress how we feel and if we don't, they tell you to fill up the form and transfer?

Why should we live in terror like some Afghan kids?

Is this how things work?

Is this the way to build a world class school?

Is this the way how Cambridge, Oxford, Harvard or any ivy league school handle stuff too?

I mean, there is no point in pinning your hair up or obeying the school rules if you're not being youself.

Expression is critical and if teachers don't realize that soon enough, the school is going down.

Just because we're kids doesn't mean that we're dumn and reckless. Just because you're an adult doesn't necessarily make you a responsible human being.

Obeying the rules is improtant but forcing us to obey them is unnecessary.

Some teachers are just way beyond unreasonable. They are unbelievable!

If there is something as conservation of student's right, I will be the president of it.

- Seriously, no human right? Are you kidding me? Chihuahuas in Hollywood have more perks than us.

I've a confession to make...

I've been living in ignorance for all these years (maybe months)....

I actually have a Facebook account!!!!

OMG!!! How super duper unbelievable is that?

But I do not intend to use it anyway.

You guys should know how I dislike that shit.

So now you know, no need to get all curious and pump up and add the (dead) account and asked me is that the real me.

Yes, it is me. So what? I never knew it exist, I don't when I created the account and how I created it.

Let's just leave the unknown in the shadows.

Well, till next time, I discover some other major secret.

Just clearing it so my friends won't keep adding and asking.

Just clearing it so that a certain someone (who's way too sensitive) wouldn't go and block a dead account. I did not create it to stalk you. I have wayyy more life than that. Ha.Ha.

-Fly free, birdies!!!