If you don’t like it, shut up.
*grumbles*
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On a more lighter note…
Me: Hey, do you still like Underworld?
Pea: Yeah!
Me: I got a 2 disc special edition or something like that. I bought it and then got bored, do you want it?
Pea: OMG YES!
Me: … You still like Underworld, huh?
Pea: It’s one of my favorite movies!
Me: Y’know, people list Godfather or Gone with the Wind or Titanic as their favorite movies… for you, it’s UNDERWORLD. WAAAAHOW
Pea: Shuddap!
When I hold a grudge, I hold it long.
Grudge #1: Rupa Beng Choo
Grudge duration: 4 years (and counting)
Grudge background: English teacher. Practiced favoritism, and liked the girl who didn’t know how to spell ‘preist’. I, on the other hand, went cheeky one day and wrote a composition entirely in Yoda-speak. I expected I’d fail (and I did) but what I didn’t expect was how deep that stick was shoved up her ass.
She began to fail me for every composition I wrote, and gave ‘preist’-girl A’s. She told Gwen and me that we wouldn’t make it past a B for English, we were pissed. Gwen and I got A1 for English. Her precious pet? A2. For two years I always mentioned going back to Crescent and shoving my A1 up her ass, but never did. The next two were spent poking fun at her enormous mole on her forehead which she tried to cover up but wasn’t successful.
Grudge #2: Anjali and Sarah-Ann.
Grudge duration: 4 years (and waning)
Grudge background: Nothing much. I just don’t like them. Both of them have obviously gone on to greater things, like studying medicine in Ireland doing Economics in some London institution.
Grudge #3: Azrul Hisham
Grudge duration: Approximately 3 years (and stabilizing. I don’t throw things at random people at the mention of his name anymore)
Grudge background: Cowardice, stupidity, hypocrisy and a superiority complex. We got into an internet war of sorts, where along the lines he said that the woman was ‘a better fuck’. I was very disgusted at his objectification of women, and I sort of won the internetz-war. Because once you delete your fucking posts, you FAIL.
Believes himself to be extremely talented in literature and writing. Problem? He failed to get into a university and now works as a fireman. Because if you are that great as you proclaim yourself to be, you would’ve been IN university. Just because people repeat ‘you’re great’ on end doesn’t mean it’s true. Julia actually wrote up a short blog entry on the linguistic wannabe. Apparently a new one pops up every generation, and I swear God must have a stash of those clones in his cupboard or something.
Grudge #4: Whoever used my tube of new toothpaste.
Grudge duration: 1 day.
I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN.
OMGWTF
So there I was in the Singapore Politics lecture with Charmaine and Gwen Teong.
Me: So… what happened to Fang Yu?
Gwen: Isn’t she in poly?
Char: Yeah, she’s in poly.
Me: Doing what, nursing?
Gwen: I dunno. All I know is that she looks funky now.
Me: … How do you know all this?
Gwen: Pea knows everyone, so naturally I should know everyone that Pea knows.
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Me: What happened to Rasitha?
Gwen: Oh, I dunno.
Char: Oh, she got married or something like that.
Me and Gwen: SHE GOT MARRIED?!
Me: She’s 19!
Gwen: MARRIED?! To who?!
Char: Some old guy la.
Me: How did you know?!
Char: Xiao Qing’s friend told me.
Me: OMG!!!
Gwen: Is she in university?
Char: No.
Me: OMG!!!
Gwen: SHE’S NOT?!
Me: She wants to be a housewife ah?!
Char: I dunno.
Me: OMG!!!
Char: But she’s really happy!
Gwen: OF COURSE SHE’S HAPPY. No one likes her!
All: HAHAHAHAHAHA
Well, there you go.
