Friday, May 25, 2007

OMG.
The whole post on meet the parents session I wrote in the afternoon is goneeeee.
Nvm. Rewrite.
Okay. This is the worst meet the parents session okay..
My father talked for 45MINS !!!!
He told his WHOLE LIFESTORY lah!
Really.
And this session is just another opportunity for him to lecture me.
With someone HELPING him.
And he asked DAMN A LOT of questions can.
He asked like.
The aggregate of last year and this year whole level.
Whole class.
Highest scorer.
Lowest scorer.
Then he know already.
He asked the teacher around what position I will get.
Then she said luh.
Which wasn’t really that good.
Then he looked at me and repeated and stressed on what mrs heng said.
“___ position you know! Hurh. Must work hard you know. Tsk *frown*”
EVERY YEAR THE RESULTS.
NO MATTER WHAT I GET.
The last part of his statement – “ Hurh. Must work hard….”
Will ALWAYS be there.
Psle, sec 1, sec 2.
After every test.
Irritating lah can.


Okay. So he was asking all the random questions.
NOT related to results.
He asked,: “so hows their uh peer to peer relationships here?”
Mrs heng,: “ should be okay. Right? Our class got any bgr not?”
She asked me lur.
Then OBVIOUSLY have..
But I shook my head.
Otherwise they will be talking for 1h30mins already.
Dad: “ cos from what I heard ah, girls school then no guys.. then ..”
Mrs heng : “ hahh, ya lah. But I don’t think yall go outside school chase boys right around the neighbourhood right?”
Then I shook my head again.
Think we what, dogs ah.
Chase ppl around the neighbourhood.
Then my father.
“ cause last time right, her FRIEND ah. Go and prank call her you know!”
Then he did those hand actions of pressing the keypad.
Like as if he cant talk those kind..
Then I was like “ sms. Prank sms.”
Dad: “ yah sms.. cos ah, last time the news ah.
This boy go and send to this girl: I wanna hug you, I wanna kiss you, I wanna rape you.”
WHO HEARD OF THIS NEWS BEFORE AH?
Why so big then he never show me.
Even the girl drowning in the long kang one he come tell me.
Firstly, what has that stupid prank gotta do with my work! HUH?!
Secondly, the pranks are like of a TOTALLY DIFFERENT LEVEL.
Thirdly, who in the right mind would say “I wanna rape you”.
They wanna rape they still warn them for what.
Ah see ah, from studies talk until rape already.
Then mrs heng said smth like.
This is their growth stage..
Its starting, self love.
Then admiration for the same sex.
Then admiration for the opposite sex.
Which I think is total crap also lah.
But I am bias.
So I shall agree on what she says..


Then he tell me.
Its not that I don’t approve of you using msn, sms all these.
Yall talk serious, important stuff, its okay.
But once it starts to get funny like that, CUT OFF.
Yeayeayea.
Whatever man.
Totally contradicting.
“not that I don’t approve….”
“CUT OFF”
And anyway. What serious stuff is there to talk about.
Like maybe once in a while a few stuffs.
But what, not like everyday you have serious things to clarify or what right.
And MSN and smsing.
Its for you to SOCIALIZE and relax and all those.
Don’t tell me you go around being damn serious, trying to make friends.
Then he say what,: “she got calls you know!”
Calls my foot lah.
That’s like once in a thousand years.
And that thousandth year he happen to see or smth?
Then I was like: “so??”
Calling CRIME ah.
People incoming free, he don’t understand.
1000 free smes. He don’t understand.


Okay I shall stay on track.
Then he went on to ask.
Their maths ah, can I ask why issit not systematic.
I see their work.
So messy!
Then mrs heng explained to him some
“ now they want children to use creative thinking”
Dunno what shit.
Then they started to talk about my BROTHERS using the model method.
And how unorganized their work is.
How he has to search for their answers.
Then mrs heng said he and her about the same generation.
Where they were so drilled in algebra.
Then he “yeah! But actually they are using algebra in the model method too.”
Mrs heng: “ yeayea. Just that they don’t know it”
My father was like.: “ya. They know how to do all those, but I when I teach them that if you move over one term to the other side, it becomes negative.”
ALAMAK.
OF COURSE WE DON’T UNDERSTAND THAT LAST TIME.
DIFFERENT what!
Model method is you substitute in.
Switching signs is totally different!
Then he come shoot me again.
“Its not that I duwanna teach you know.
Its I CANNOT teach.”


Yeah okay I gettit.
THEN DON’T TEACH.
He tried teaching me.
Then it was like super complicated.
I don’t know what he was teaching also lah.
Then he talk talk talk all the way.
Then when I forget.
He will shout at me.
“I TELL YOU ….. ALREADY WHAT!”
That’s why I hate asking him questions.
If exams come out and I get wrong.
He will scold me like mad.
Worse.
Whatever he teaches man.
Maths, sci, eng, Chinese.
I wont understand one.
Then my mother will help to simplify.
Mrs heng: “ you must write the answers as if the examiner is stupid. And duno anything”
Dad: “ YAH!”
(extra)
Mrs heng: “ don’t skip so many steps and do systematically.”
And my father agrees.
He teach me like I am supposed to know everything already.
When I don’t even know that topic at all.
One time I tried to be good and did some maths,
But I haven’t learnt that topic yet luh.
Then I go show him.
He was like.
“ SO MANY WRONG!”
“ I haven’t learn yet what.”
“ haven’t learn you do for what! HUH?!”


Okay. Then his lifestory.
He was like.
“Yall girls mature faster.
We boys mature slower.”
HUR. CAN TELL AH.
“ sec 2 that time, ppl like me. I DON’T CARE.
Sec 3 that time, ppl like me. I STILL DON’T CARE.”
Then he tell mrs heng.
“ cos last time im those sport type, so yeah a lot of ppl will chase..”
*PUKESVOMITSBLOOD*
He think everybody like him ah.
He sec 3 so big already still so no emotions.
Not my problem.
He slow what.
Then I heard that, I wanted to laugh la.
I sorta smirked and shook my head.
He say,
Your mood will affect your studies,
You think those friends will stay by you when you fail.
Think they say what “ eh I stay back with you one year la. Fail together.”
You go with those ppl then later you sad then cannot study.
Then still say you cannot study at home, always go out and study.
Go out study in groups chat chat can.. but…..
Forget what he said.
HAHA. Stupid.
I where got sad lah can.
I think the sad face he saw on me.
Was because of him luh!
I go out I happy can.
Seriously, I never laugh like how I do in school when im at home.
And now he says he allow study groups,
But last time I say then he object.
Contradicting pig.
Mrs heng: “ study hard luh. Half year left. Then after that you can go out enjoy already. Im sure your dad will allow you to.”
Then she looks at my dad.
Dad: “ yeah! Study hard then can play already!”
I gave them the ‘ yeah im so sure.. ’ look.
That’s what he told me since what.
P5?
And when I want to go out and remind him of what he promised.
He goes.
“ results so bad you go out for what.”
So he say that I can play but actually is,
I can play IF my results is good.
Which in secondary school I doubt so.
Which means I will never get to play!
Smart right me, my simplifying so good.


Okay. Then he told mrs heng about his friend committing suicide due to stress.
Whats he trying to imply?
That I go and die?
Or that he knows he’s giving ME stress and a damn big headache?
I don’t know.
He went to explain how the friend killed himself and everything.
Tie a plastic bag around his head.
Tie up his hands.
Put his hands in the pants and buckle damn tightly so he cant save himself.
Whatever lah.
Who cares.
I don’t have a belt on my sch uniform by the way, if he didn’t realize.
And he thinks I have those bgr shit.
He tell me “ don’t think I dunno what you doing. Everything you do I been through before.”
OH SURE MAN.
He so no life.
How to go through everything before.
He doesn’t sms.
Doesn’t use msn (irc last time).
Therefore, he doesn’t get pranks.
Cannot take jokes.
Study like shit?
Life so boring.
Still can claim that he’s been through what I have.
Then I gave him the “whatever man, you so haven’t..”
Then I think he read me wrongly.
And he “ yah! Of course!”


I was so damn bored I started crying.
Cos he kept suaning me.
And saying I cannot make it in society.
Then after I cried finish.
I started giving them those weird expressions to whatever they said.
Then after that.
I started singing.
( sweet escape – gwen Stefani ft. akon :D )
Then after that I started looking around and smiling to people.
Then after that.
I acted emo.
I looked down the whole while.
Then I sat in a lot of positions.
#1 the ladylike one.
- cross legs.
#2 the man type of cross legs.
#3 open coffee shop
#4 lean back on the bench + open coffee shop.
It is WORSE than oral.
Then I flipped my report book,
Close.
Flip.
Close.
Flip.
Close.
Then I kept it in my bag.
Then I put my tablet on my lap,
Then chair.
Lap.
Chair.
Lap.
Chair.


AND THE WHOLE WHILE
It was my home ec that gave me a 50+ overall.
So I don’t see the point of the talk.
My dad made a new friend though..





KKK.
Then AFTER THE TALK.
Finallyyyy.
I told him I’d stay in sch.
Then he continue from where he left off from the teacher.
All the way to the canteen.
Then I bought food to eat.
Like the cakes all those luh.
Then at last.
He left :DD:D:D:D:D
A heavy burden gone from my shoulders.


And he’s more spoilt than me man.
Cos at first we couldn’t find mrs heng.
Then I walked to her staffroom to find her.
Then go canteen.
Then he walking damn slowly.
From staff room I go canteen and search finish already.
I turned back, THEN I saw him just reaching the canteen.
Then in the end he went back to his car to enjoy air con.
After I find then I call him.


Omggg. Damn long.
This is for me to relieve stress only.
Hahaha. I realize it kinda works anyhow.

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