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...
Ok, sorry. The last couple of days, my mood has been alternating between horribly happy and depressingly sad, so its been a bit difficult to update. :(
I'm quite happy with my results actually, and combined with my CAs they've exceeded my expectations. I won't put them up here because I can envision Salad laughing disdainfully and screeching "You think that's good?? HA!" then pulling out her own report card and kissing her 1293887319288723209 A1s.
Salad, that was just to piss you off. She's not like that people!
Amrit is. I'm going to get a call from an angry Amrit soon.
Contrary to what's going on in your head right now, the title of today's post is not 'Woohoo! Let's see how many people Rivali can piss off in one post!' but something like that would be quite fun if I'm bored. I'm not bored now, but I am rambling so lets change the topic.
Today, we got our report books back. I think its really funny (NOT) that I got all As for languages, math and science, then got a B for combined humans. and a C for lit. My humantities SUCK, but Lit's my favourite subject (with A Math and Chem) so I shall work hard! I shall strive! I shall persevere!
Oh, another thing, my SA2 marks were mostly ones where I had just scraped a certain grade, or just missed a certain grade. And I'm not a particularly religious person, but I do pray, and for the past few days, I'd been really praying to God (my God, your God, anything)that my borderlines would either be pulled up to, or remain at an A1. And amazingly, every SINGLE thing I'd prayed for came true. I didn't even realize it when I first saw my report book, then later on I was drawing when suddenly, I was like "eh?" and just stared at my report book in disbelief.
But getting back report books always leads to the seemingly innocent question posed by my parents- "So... what do you want to do when you grow up?" a.k.a, "Become a doctor or die." Yuck, NEVER!! I know exactly what the two things that I want to do when I grow up are, and its not disreputable, its not dishonest, just because they're related to two subjects which are apparently useless in my parents' (and annoyingly nosy relatives') eyes, doesn't mean I can't do them. Both my parents went against their families' wishes when it came to their jobs, and they're perfectly fine now, they can't exactly expect me to listen to them when thats exactly what THEY didnt do. Anyway, my friends are supportive enough, especially Amrit( thanks for the loooong talk ytd) and Su-lyn!
One last bit of report book-ness, my conduct has improved! In Sec 1 it was "Good," then in Sec 2, it became "very good" and I have maintained that in Sec 3!
Sec1 Me: I shall be responsible! I shall discard my heck-care attitude forevermore and- Amrit: F*ck responsibility... Me: ... okay!
Sec2 Me: Today is the day. I shall no longer use my math worksheets as ammunition to throw at Huiling. I shall complete them, and pass them up and- Amrit: Oh no, not again... Do you really think you'll succeed? Me: Yes, I will! I WILL okay! Oh look, there's Zhang Hui- lets set her hair on fire!! (runs towards Zhang) Amrit: (pulls me back, and gives me The Look) Me: Oh dear... Amrit: Exactly. Me: Well, I- I tried.. Amrit: Yes, you did! Great! Now where's the kerosene?
Sec 3's much better though.
I HAVEN'T GONE FOR DETENTION THIS YEAR!!!!
Congratulate me, people! :D
In other News, I think all of you will probably now by now that JK Rowling has announced that DUMBLEDORE IS GAY. While I know that most members of the gay community have already blogged about this veryyyyyyy happily, I'd like to stress that I'm straight, yet am pleasantly surprised that such a controversial topic (in S'pore at least) has been incorporated into Harry Potter, of all things. But I also have to say,
I TOLD YOU SO!
For a long time, I'd always maintained my stance that Dumbledore and Voldemort were in a gay relationship. When Book 7 came along, I changed my opinion, and told a countless number of people that Grindlewald and Dumbledore must have been lovers. Everyone thought I was talking rubbish, but well, it JUST GOES TO SHOW, RIGHT? And who knows? Maybe Rowling will later announce that Voldemort hated Dumbledore so much because Dumby spurned his advances, and dumped him for Grindlewald. And maybe Ms.Lau really is a robot cyborg from Xena1102...
Anyway, droppping a bombshell like this is a great (and maybe rather desperate?) way to ensure people don't forget Harry Potter. Its also came at the a rather interesting time, don't you think? Just when all this 377A controversy about legalising gay sex is going on in S'pore. Maybe JK Rowling secretly supports legalising the whole thing. ________ said that the next thing you know, Harry Potter will be banned here!
People have come up with rather interesting ways to cope with/express their feelings on the whole thing...
YShe laughed. And laughed. And laughed yet again.;;
Thursday, August 30, 2007
9:48 pm
"I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo.... I must be emo."
The Emo Song - Adam and Andrew
OMG, this is like the funniest song I've ever ever heard okay. Please do not read on if you dislike homosexuality, oversensitive fags, and crude language.
(Ps: By the time you read the word "fag," you should have realised that I learnt of this song from Meera.)
Lyrics
Dear Diary, Mood: Apathetic. My life is spiralling downward. I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate me dry concert. It sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs like "Stab My Heart Because I Love You" and"Rip Apart My Soul" and of course,"Stabby Rip Stab Stab". And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing. Like that guy from that band can do. Some days you know...
'I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be You'd be non-conforming too if you looked just like me I have paint on my nails and make-up on my face I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs 'Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag I call it freedom of expression, most just call me a fag 'Cause our dudes look like chicks, and our chicks look like dykes 'Cause emo is one step below transvestite! Stop my breathing and slit my throat I must be emo I don't jump around when I go to shows I must be emo I'm dark, and sensitive with low self-esteem The way I dress makes every day feel like Halloween I have no real problems but I like to make believe I stole my sister's mascara now I'm grounded for a week. Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing Girls keep breaking up with me, it's never any fun. They say they already have a _____, they don't need another one. Stop my breathing and slit my throat I must be emo I don't jump around when I go to showsI must be emo Dye in my hair and polish on my toes I must be emo I play guitar and write suicide notes I must be emo My life is just a black abyss, you know, it's so dark. And it's suffocating me. Grabbing hold of me and tightening its grip, tighter than a pair of my little sister's jeans... which look great on me by the way. When I get depressed I cut my wrists in every direction Hearing songs about getting dumped give me an ________. I write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses I tell my friends I bleed black and cry during classes I'm just a bad, cheap, imitation of goth, You can read me "Catcher in the Rye", and watch me j___ off. I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life If I said I like girls, I'd only be half right! I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo I must be emo Screw XBox, I play old school Nintendo I must be emo I like to whine and hit my parentals I must be emo Me and my friends all look like clones I must be eeeeeemo My parents just don't get me, you know. They think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy. Well, a couple of guys. But I mean, it's the 2000s. Can't 2 ... or 4 dudes make-out with each other without being gay? I mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways. I don't know diary, sometimes I think you're the only one that gets me, you're my best friend... I feel like tacos.
