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Thursday, April 27, 2006 10:46 PM ;||*burn it up; turn it up*|| i didn't know that the first week of SIP is so dead boring, i swear. what's more; it's from 8.30am to 5.30pm. but people like me who loves to stroll wherever she goes, enter the lab at only 9am. and today, a bitch, a REAL fucking bitch indeed, ruined my Wednesday morning. fuck! just like any working people, they have to punch their punchcard whenever they reached their workplace; but as for us, we have to clock in using our matric card and it will scan the matric barcode. but unfortunately, this morning, that bitch was there. so she was known as someone who is very strict towards her SIP student, but then again, who will give a fucking care about her, right year3 engineers? (at this point of time, i know im gaining some supporters, but nevermind, probably at the end of this entry, i'll gain wow number of supporters, you bet.) not only that, to expose her pathetic side, she actually came out with ridiculous rules, i must say. let me recall some.. 1. there should only be a pair of earrings. 2. girls, no hipster but you can wear skirt. (wtf?! i know.) 3. no flip flop, no sandals. only covered shoes. 4. boys, no bermudas, no shorts. and bla bla bla. god bless me for actually remembering four exclusive rules. hahaaa. i walked in with my pumps and the first human being i saw in that room was her, sigh. and oh, she got this ohsofreaking stuckup look that i don't mind if someone were to stuff her bloody nose with a wine cork, what. i could have sworn that i almost wanted to show her some respect like greeting her a goodmorning shit or whatever, but you know, the look she gave everyone was omg, i think my butt is way friendlier. i was about to walk towards the back door when i heard a tigress' voice (it will sound like that if only tiger can really really talk): you, girl! i turned around giving the look 'who, me?'. amazingly, she can actually read my facial expression. "yes you. come here!" i walked towards her. i badly wanted to drag my feet there, but pumps; they are meant to let you walk with much confidence and pride. bitch: what did i tell you about wearing hipster? (looked at my jeans and stared at her.) bitch: im asking you a question. me: huh? oh, i know i know. (i was hoping she will ignore me and let me off, fast.) bitch: what do you know? it's either one, you weren't paying attention during my briefing, or two, you just don't want to abide the rules or three, you didn't attend my briefing. hmmph? bitch, how are you going to play me? for momma's sake, she was bloody screaming directly at my face. "im going to play her back. and i will." my heart started to agree with me. me: i did attend your briefing and i did pay attention during your briefing.. (and i even jot down important stuff, okay?) i wanted to add those sentence, but will she give a fucking care? no. bitch: don't you have any decent pants? me: no. i have all hipster pants in my wardrobe. bitch: ha! you mean you don't have skirts? bapak kau punya nenek pe ajar yang skirt lagi decent dari hipster pants?! me: huh? skirt? no. bitch: what, you mean you don't wear skirt? dear readers, can you actually see the attitude she was giving me? fuck. what makes you think that all girls wear skirt?! i know that we do not share the same skin colour, but hello, am i the only soul here who's wearing hipster?! look around you, bitch. then it struck me; payback time! me: no, really. bitch: laugh me: the thing is, i don't wear skirt due to religion stuff. (and i threw her that look) her facial expression started to change and her voice started to volume down. "much better." i thought. bitch: oooook. ok, i will give you one week to go and buy a decent pants. im going to give you a chance today but if next time if i catch you, i'll issue a warning later. will that do? hah! what a kiddies' threaten. maybe i should just buy 3 for $10 pants. or maybe i should just wear track pants to school. better still, wear cargo pants (the one with countless pockets at the side). and today, i wore a skirt to school, but that bitch wasn't there. damn! start to get the drift. if i can be rebellious towards my parents, i too can be rebellious towards her. towards someone who doesn't even know the meaning of respect, yet desperately want to earn respect from others. ha! told you, what a day to start with. That's It For Today. Goodbye.
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