Friday, September 23, 2005

Try to picture yourself arm wrestling with some other people.

Now try to picture your mother.

Then try to link these two scenes together.

Do you get...

1) You were arm wrestling with a very strong guy. The guy uses too much of his energy and break your arm and then you landed in the hospital where your mother came to visit you.

2) You were arm wrestling with a not so strong guy. You use too much of your energy and break the guy's arm and he landed in the hospital. The displicine master is so angry he called your mother to school.

3) You were arm wrestling with a guy of the same strength as yourself. No matter how hard you tried, you can't seem to win. Angry, you shouted Ta ma de which means your mother, and your mother springs out of nowhere.

4) You tried arm wrestling with yourself, right hand vs left hand. You got so worked up because you can't get both hands into the right positions so you started screaming. Your mother came into the room, saw how crazy you've become, and thus sent you to Buangkok Green Medical Park (the new name for former Woodbridge).

5) You were arm wrestling with your mother.

I was just trying to be lame, never mind. But anyway, I arm wrestled with my mother, because SHE FORCED ME TO!

Tell me, which mother in the right state of mind, will force her child who is 31 years younger than she is, to ARM WRESTLE with her?!

I was eating maggie mee peacefully in the kitchen, at the dining table. Then she sat down, extended her right arm, rested her elbow on the table, and then challenged me to arm wrestling.

I went O_O. But sensing that something's wrong with her today(actually she is everyday), I decided to leave her alone. So I picked up my cup of cup noodles and headed to the living room, showing her a peace sign. But she shouted!

"PLAY WITH ME LA!"

I side-glanced at her, considered all the pros and cons of playing the game with her, and still decided not to because I want to enjoy my cup noodles. So I politely declined the offer. Then she said:

"Pleeeeeaseeeeeeeeeee."

VERY WEIRD LA!! But I still played with her, anyway. Just for the fun of it. And for the experience, haha. Who else get to play arm wrestle with his/her mother? Lol.

But I regretted the decision. She's super strong!! She finished me off in 3 seconds, and my arm hurt like hell! I used all my strength, but I couldn't even move a milimeter. =/ No wonder she wanted to play with me.

And then now she's so happy that she won me. -.-

Okay, I know. Exams are very very very very very very very near and I shouldn't be blogging, or for that matter, be arm wrestling with my mother. Crap. Very very crap.

I still miss Pulau Ubin by the way. Haha.

I really can't stand boys who can't keep quiet in class. I'm not referring to anyone in particular. Really, really, I'm referring to those boys that grow to a height of about 180cm, wear spectacles, have the surname Wong, take a deep interest in the girl that sits beside Chunying, can't stop playing Dai Dee in class, and got their shoe taken away during recess today. This is just a generalisation. I'm not against anybody in class...

Sometimes I wish I sit beside these boys, so that I can slap such people whenever they talk, to give all the others the peace we deserve. =) I shall slap such people whenever they make stupid comments because I really can't stand it!! =) (stupid smiley face that doesn't fit)

Never mind, I just don't like Ha-, oops, such people, alot. Really, don't look down on people when you yourself aren't that great in the first place. Truth is, those who are really good in a particular area are VERY HUMBLE, unlike such people. You aren't that great in bowling, in badminton, in Maths, in Chinese etc etc. You are ranked perhaps at #93861726241226127841224187612456463122147 in the world. And rest assured that isn't a very high position. So stop pissing me off! =) (stupid smiley face that doesn't fit)

It helps very much to stop saying Anson is lousier than you in Chinese and Gillian is lousier than you in Maths and Anson lousier than you in badminton and I'm lousier than you in bowling etc etc, because:

1) You did not score higher than me in Chinese. (Yes, I'm showing off to Ha-oops, such people).
2) You did not score higher than Anson in Maths, and you never will.
3) You will lose to anyone of the badminton players in Anderson because I managed to beat you, SIMPLY.
4) You did not score 220 for bowling, and the most you did in bowling was to throw the ball so hard that the thud scared all of us. And more often than not, your ball goes into the gutter. You score more than 100 only when you're lucky. Really.

Ah~hh~hh~ I feel much better now. One more point though, such people do make lots of noise when they're playing cards in class. I get irritated even when I'm one of the people playing with them. =) (stupid smiley face that doesn't fit)

On a brighter note, these people can be nice when they lower their volume and be nice and stop showing off what they don't have. But they rarely do, so, sad case. =)

I've got to bathe and I'm going out. Have a nice day!