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Thursday, January 24, 2008 @ 11:56 PM
Suay like hell
Doshite!!! WHY?!?! Today CMSK we are to group up according to the register for our next part of assessment. And why our group of 5, got that STINKBOMB! TMD LAR! Then he just now come closer to discuss about the thing with us, the smell of 'sourness', 'smelliness', and 'perfume' all mixed into one SOLID concoction... It's not just his smell that's choking, his work attitude is like that of a snorlax and slowpoke's fusion. *Cough*Slowlax*cough*, sounds like snorlax...

Sora wa unmei? Iya! Mitometakunai!!! What wrong did I do to deserve this...? Kotaero!
THIS is fate? No! I won't accept it!!! What wrong did I do to deserve this? Answer me!

This is just SOOOO not my day. We have a biological weapon in our team, who screwed some other clasmates up because the assignment he was entrusted to do, he last day before submission then tell his groupmates that he nvr even touch the assignment yet. Forcing last minute work in which he never even help out. Some thick skinned creature he is.

Pokedex:
Number ???
Stinkbomb
Gender: Male
Smelly/ghost type
Habitat: Garbage dump
-A legendary pokemon said to dwell under the pits of burning hell and awakes every one hundred year to invade the human realm, filling it with hell-like odour and resentment. Common attacks are 'sludge bomb' and 'odour stench'.

A create even smellier than Muk...(Sorry if there's is any Muk fans out there, I didn't humiliate it by comparing the two of them on purpose...) Luckily most of the time we do our project will be over the net. No smell, however that means there will be no one to check whether did he DO the work or not.

Then there's a girl in every team. Which is good, to balance out the ying yang energy in our class. Now is 17 boys 4(originally 1) girls. But for CMSK only...

Still no teachers came to us about yesterday's event thingy that why we nvr go. But it's stupid. According to 'sources', 4 of our lecturers attended, one left very early after the thing started, one went to the buffet table and began an 'all-you-can-eat' campaign, one FELL asleep while there's someone talking... and he is that bloody course manager who drives around in the car I mentioned yesterday... Why is this world so twisted...? Why are the people and the world so twisted...? =.=

Before TP organize any events in a row and stamped compulsory saying it's good, can you like understand our current workload and feelings? We are not as free as f***ers like you who sit in office waiting to go home and receive money at the end of the month... And I don't succumb in to threats, force or anything 'hard'. Try it and I will not hesitate to retaliate... and it's proven. Ask us not to play the TP system? I'll ask you not to mess with me.


Signing off:
Kirra

Penned by: Kirra