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Name:Rivali Dass
Age:16 :)
Birthday: 5th Oct '92
Class:1D '05, 2e '06 <33,3e '07, 4e '08
School: MGS
I <3: Family, My dogs, 2e, 4e, MORONS, painting, designing, writing weird stories, being generally weird, unsettling people...


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Wednesday, July 18, 2007

10:17 pm

Well, my little shipses, Friday was GEL lesson.
Before this year, it was called Values Ed- except that I don't remember learning a single 'value' in any of the classes. Thats probably why they changed its name.



On Friday, the topic for that lesson (and the next couple of lessons) was 'Sense and Sexuality.' (evil laugh)
The form teacher's supposed to teach us about it, but since Mrs. Tee is gone, Mr. Seow taught us.

That wasn't a very smart thing to do. Hahaha. We just giggled and laughed and made fun of people the whole lesson.

I mean, I just thank God that Meera wasnt in that class. Mr. Seow probably wouldn't have been alive if that had been the case.

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So, Mr. Seow calmly walked into class and the first thing he wrote on the board 'BGR.' (Boy-girl relationship) So we all started giggling and trying to disrupt the class like 1 second after it had started. "Why are you laughing? Hwaiyee? Hwaiyee?" he asked loudly. That made us laugh even more. So I think he decided to use more drastic measures to keep the class in control.

"STOP GIGGLING OR I WILL START TALKING ABOUT GGR!" (Girl-girl relationship)

That made us laugh even more.

Evangeline: No! Talk about BBR!
Mr. Seow: No! Keep quiet!
Joycelyn: Why can't we talk about BBR?
Mr. Seow: Because.. because.. it doesn't apply to anyone here. (sniffs, as if daring anyone to say anything.)
3e: (daring to say it) IT DOES! IT APPLIES TO YOOOOUUUUU!!

Bamm! His attitude of forced calm evaporated... His shirt turned transparent with sweat in a matter of seconds...

Okay, I think I'm being too mean.


Quotes from that lesson!

Mr. Seow: So...how many of you have started dating?
3e: [Looks at Hilary]
Hilary: (pretending to be innocently suprised)Why are all of you looking at me?
3e:[Eyes narrow, as we continue looking at Hilary]
Hilary: (still pretending to be suprised)Huh- w-w-why are all of you-
Mr. Seow: Are you saying that Hilary has a boyfriend?
3e: Yess....
Me: [nudges Hilary- she's my seatmate]
Hilary: WHY ARE YOU NUDGING ME??!!?!?!?!?? [Literally pushes me off my chair]



Mr. Seow: Before dating, you must always ask "Who am I?"
Cheryl S.: You are Mr. Seow.
Mr. Seow: No... No! I- I- I meant-
Deanna: I am what I am.
Mr. Seow: Aaargh!



Speaking of Deanna, I gave her a rock today. She was acting really creepy around it during lit! Like talking to it and calling it her 'precious.' Haha. But now she's lost it, apparently. (refer to tagboard)

Mr. Seow: In a relationship, you must think about what you have to offer-

3e: (thinking sick) Ooooh...
Joycelyn: Phrase your question differently lah!
Mr. Seow: Girls! I mean, do you have to think of it in a horrible way-
3e: Yeeeessss...
Hilary: (DAMN loudly) Aiyah, of course it means Virginity lor!
Mr. Seow: (does a sort of pirouette in the air in horror) W-W-W-WHO SAID THAT??!?!?!
Cheryl Seah: The one with the most experience!
Hilary: SHUT UP! SHUT UP!

Mr. Seow: So, Cheryl (Seah)... who are YOU? As in, what kind of a person are you?
Cheryl: I'm a... very happy person.
3e: Uuuurrghh.
Mr. Seow: Yes, I agree. I always see Cheryl happy.. except when she's fighting with Evangeline..
Cheryl: W-w-well, she always starts it first!
Evangeline: I do not!
Cheryl: Yes you do, okay. I mean, remember when-
Evangeline: Atleast I can sing! Unlike you. You're always singing in class in that horrible out-of-tune voice and-
Mr. Seow: Okay, okay, okay. Er..anyway, Evangeline! What kind of person are you?
Evangeline: Er..er.. (really angrily)I AM A PERSON WHO CAN SING IN TUNE!!!
Cheryl:[throws an eraser at Evan]
Evangeline: AAAAARRGHHH.
Mr. Seow: (trying to ignore them to some extent)Evangeline, be serious. What type of person are you?
Evangeline: I.. I am a wonderful person!
Joycelyn: (dreamily) She's so amazing...
Mr. Seow: [gasps] Joycelyn! The way you said that was so... CREEPY! (imitating her)"Oh.. she's amazing.." Maybe I really need to talk about GGR.
Joycelyn: [gives Seow a look of pure loathing]


Mr. Seow: Then, you must also ask, "What is important to me?" Nicole (Heng)! What is important to you?
3e: BECKHAM..
Mr. Seow: Er... okay... How about April?
Me: BOBO! BOBO!
Cheryl Seah: WORLD PEACE!
April: Shut up....
Me: BOBO! BOBO!
Mr. Seow: I don't think April was going to say world peace!
April: [Glares at the ceiling]
Mr. Seow: Cheryl! If you love world peace so much, you should go and join Ms. Universe!
Cheryl: Huh? Wha-
Evangeline: (triumphantly) She can't! BECAUSE SHE'S TOO SHORT!

Ouch. That was mean. Poor Cheryl!

And there was this whole part where religion was discussed, and well, I really didn't agree with it. Because he was telling us about some friend of his who became a sort of radical Christian, then only wanted to marry his longtime girlfriend if she converted. Then, he said something about the girlfriend going to temples, so Yanka asked if the girlfriend was Indian, and he said, "Does it matter?? She could be Chinese what, Chinese also go to temples."
So, if race doesn't matter, why should religion matter?
Then there was this whole discussion about Christianity, and whether or not you would date a non-Christian (ofcourse not- the hell-bound spawn of satan!) and I feel that for the sake of the non-Christians in the the class (myself included), alot of people's responses- and questions- could have come from a different, more sensitive and respectful angle.
I don't know. I'm not saying I would marry some weird African-voodoo person, but if I was in love with a guy, and we were thinking of getting married, I don't think the religion issue would stop us from getting married. Its the guy's personality and morals that would count right? (You could argue that religion affects the inculcation of a person's morals, but then again, so does family background, upbringing, etc, so shouldn't we give those factors an equal weightage?)

Oh well.

Sometimes I wish Amrit had been there. The things she would have said!


What else? What else? Oh yeah...
Yanka and Denise walked into class about TWENTY-FIVE minutes late.

Mr. Seow: Where were the two of you??
Yanka: In the toilet..
Mr. Seow: What-were-you-doing-in-the-toilet-for-twenty-five-minutes???
Yanka: [ignores him and sits down]
Denise: Er... stuff...
Mr. Seow: WHAT STUFF?
Denise: Er... stuff..
Yanka:(muttering) What the f*ck man?
Mr. Seow: I demand to know what you were doing in the toilet for twenty-five minutes!
Denise: [sighs] Well, you see, I got my period, but I didn't have a pad and-
Mr. Seow:
Okay! Okay! Sit down! Sit down!

Hahaha... Poor Denise. Cas gave her a pad in the end.
Well, Mr. Seow probably wont be asking people why they were late for lessons, for a long, long time. And if he does,
YOU KNOW WHAT TO SAY..

Hahaha..

MEERA! This one's for you..


3e: Oi! What do YOU have to offer?
Mr. Seow: Weelll.... I think I'm a very patient person (and somewhere, Meera snorts in disbelief, before she realises she's the only one)so I would be able to put up with my girlfriend's idiosyncrasies and-
3e: Huh? What do you mean?
Me: MEERA! MEERA!
Mr. Seow: As in, if she had any nutty little habits or-
Hilary: Why do you go for that type of women??
Me: MEERA! MEERA! MEERA! MEERA! MEERA
!

3e: So... are you available?
Mr. Seow: W-w-what?? Er.. well.. you could say I'm not available...
Hilary: Not available as in, in a relationship, or married, or just-got-dumped or...?
Mr. Seow: Huh?
Evangeline: Are you in a relationship or are you married or did you just get dumped or what?
Joycelyn: Aiyah, I bet he just got dumped lah!
Mr. Seow: (literally shrieking) FINE, OKAY? FINE! I JUST GOT DUMPED OKAY? ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?
Joycelyn: [looks happy]

Awww.. Meera! Shakti! He's not available! (Shakti lets out a heartwrenching sob, while Meera tries to kill herself.)

I shall go disturb my neighbours now! Its really fun throwing small objects over the fence and running away as the burglar alarm goes off.

loveRivali

YShe laughed. And laughed. And laughed yet again.;;