Thank you for the music

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Wednesday, 25 April 2007

because ranting feels better on a communal ground.

ironically, one of the most fun meetings was ruined by the oh-so-grand activity at the end. shit, seriously, couldn't they have postponed it another week? name me one person who actually felt truly happy by 4pm and i will happily go kill that bastard.

everything was one bloody screw-up, and if this goes on for the coming years, we might as well not have an exco. my heart dropped when i saw the structure drawn on the board. after 2 whole years writing for a PUBLICATION, you wonder what the whole j2 batch has learnt. gods, ignoring the vocab, grammar and journalism-what-not that permeates all our meetings, what the hell happened to the values of democracy, sticking to what you believe in and not giving in to first impressions and prejudices???? if they were graded, this cca fails, and fails HORRIBLY. i am ashamed.

avoiding controversy IS NOT THE FREAKING POINT?!

and making decisions based on how people speak, look or walk just shows how plain shallow you are.

and because it's disgusting to rant when the best post has been bestowed on you, please shut the hell up.

i'll just make sure at least one pile of shit is cleared by the time you guys return. i promise. ill bug the hell out of the teacher till she has no choice but to give in ><

this is seriously BULLSHIT.

i feel like crawling deep into my bed and staying there till tmr morning. the crap that was unloaded today not only insulted the people who were left out, it insulted the people who were chosen. cheeriness all the way round i declare.

today wasn't supposed to be like that, it was supposed to be a GREAT DAY. but it sucked, and sometimes you wonder what the hell leadership has amounted to in rj. all the trash about everyone being a leader. then u get oh the creation of posts for zai people (gods YES they are zai so let's give someone else who can do an equally good job a bleeding chance shall we.)

everytime i look at some words and think about some conversations, i feel guilty >< very guilty. like they say, if i could, i really would. shame on you lickie. there are just some things in life where mistakes can't be made. and this is one of them. i better watch what i say and what i do in the future.

STOP RANTING.

controls self. there. now we all feel better.

take care guys <3 and LICHEN AND BELL i love you. i will like treat you all to huge large gelato sundaes when this whole BULLSHIT is over. tmr me meets mrs davis and abuse power. and even if this can't really express adequately how i feel. THANK YOU. thank you so very very much.

econs test beckons. tmr will be better for all of us, hopefully for some more than others. i think we need it. oh and i hope you guys get nice weather to hike in. as mr reeves says, happy BONDING (:

<3 lickie.

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