"I'm Smarter Than You"


it was on some SC's shirt when we went for the open house today.

and yes. i'm smarter than you. don't try :)

my friend was talking to me yesterday about how his friend backstabbed him, told me how his friend went to tell the girl he likes, that he likes her.
so i thought, say that sure sounds familiar.
and i realised that, there are actually so many ways a friend can backstab another, and hence i decided to make a list of
the many different types of backstabbers!


(disclaimer: examples are purely generic and not made in reference to any particular person. experiences are not all personal and some are my friends')


1. The Classic

actually does not like you very much as a person, but still pretends to be friends with you for some reason.
goes around bitching about you to her friends, yet still pretends to be nice to you.
classic. i tell you.


2. The Big-Mouth

you tell him/her that you like somebody, he/she happens to be friends with the person you like, he/she tells that person, even though he/she knows that the person you like would end up ignoring you.
you can conclude yourself.


3. The Moralist

you complain about a particular person to him/her who happens to be a friend of you both. he/she goes and tell that person all about it, citing reasons such as "i think he/she deserves to know" or "i think he/she has got to know that you're mad at him/her, if not you're lying to him/her"
oh the irony! get off the moral high horse already.


4. The Self-Righteous

bitches about you to another friend, but instead of plain bitching, cites problems about your character, your behaviour etc etc. can be often heard sprouting phrases such as "i think he/she has to change, this is really not good. he/she shouldn't do this do that do this do that, all while looking really concerned for your welfare and wellbeing.
this i can understand and appreciate even, but what's really ironic is, don't you have something wrong with your own character too, by talking about that person behind his/her back?


5. The 重色轻友

self-explanatory actually. basically tells all your deepest darkest secrets to the person he/she likes, all in hope of getting attention, and maybe hoping to make you sound like a nasty person at the same time. may sometimes be masquerading as the moralist.
why?
don't ask me. ask those who have done it.





thats all i can come up for the time being.
i need to sleep.

like a lot of people, i'm one of those who think that friendster is a place that screams 'narcissists galore!!!'
hello. if you have more than 30 photos of yourself, and you say you're not a narcissist, then i say you've got a problem.
but never mind that.
i'm still inclined to think that friendster is a very useful little tool for locating, ahem, people.
after all, since it had proved to be useful thrice, i thought, after the particularly unfruitful day of yesterday, it would prove it's worthiness again.
unfortunately yesterday proved itself to be a bad day once again.
even through all ways and means and all connections possible, there was no luck. and i do mean ALL connections.
(and now hundreds of people are probably wondering why i even viewed their profile in the first place. CRAP. no thanks to the new completely pointless tool on friendster. stupid friendster.)

so anyway thanks to that, i'm completely zonked out right now.
bye. i'm off for a nap.





what poetic justice.







alright. i'm back.

i know i've said many times that i can get to really dislike the school at times, but sometimes i can be completely contradictory.
like for one, i've complained many a time that the culture was sometimes too overwhelmingly angmoh. (haw haw. i bet i'm the first. where got anyone complain about culture being too english?) nothing to do with the vibrant lifestyles blah blah of course, it just had to do with people being condescending of people who are cheena.
(and it was only in this school that i finally knew what it was like to be the minority. not in terms of race, but in terms of the language that we were more used to. it's ridiculous. have you ever been asked right in your face to "stop speaking chinese lah! why you so cheena! you don't understand english meh??" twice. from the same person. it wasn't to me. but it was more than enough to make me boil. and in case you were wondering, neither am i lying nor exaggerating. people can vouch for it)
that's the only part of the culture that i cannot stand.
but anything else, i'm all up for it.
i love it when there's school spirit. (which coincidentally went down the drain after last year. i wonder why)
i love it that during open houses, when the mass dance music comes on, there would be a collective scream around the school, and people would come rushing from all corners to the mass dance ground.
i love it that efforts are made to have a proper farewell assembly, complete with video clips and hilarious skits and all. (and a guest performance by the funniest guy shyam (?) in the school. my sides nearly split)
so yeah. i'm really okay with the school after all.
and of course like i've said
i love the fact that the school is so near to my house.
i love the school uniform. (ooh. completely shallow HA)
i love the tiny school compound. (open houses are so much more easy this way.)
freedom in dressing, i like :)
i love my cca of course.
my friends.

now really, there are far too many things that i can say.

but i've got to stop here for the moment.