Me : *grumbles about why 8 marks became 6*
English Teacher : Ermm... Because writing that, Robinson Crusoe, it's very ermm.. What's that word?? Errr, innocent.
Me : -_- Naive
ET : Yeah yeah. But you could write about that part where [forgot].. You could explain how erm, he's not err, berperikemanusiaan.
Me : -___- inhumane
ET : Yeah yeah. I tell you ah Ezriann [pronounced wrongly, of course], the marking scheme is very complicated. It changes every year.
Me : EVERY YEAR?!
ET : Yeahh, it's very erm...
Me : -_______- implicit?
ET. Yes yes. *gets handed over a slip. Permission to the toilet... Huh? *signs slip* Now, what was I doing before this?
Me and Jill : Gonna do something for Ceazaan.
English Teacher : Ermm... Because writing that, Robinson Crusoe, it's very ermm.. What's that word?? Errr, innocent.
Me : -_- Naive
ET : Yeah yeah. But you could write about that part where [forgot].. You could explain how erm, he's not err, berperikemanusiaan.
Me : -___- inhumane
ET : Yeah yeah. I tell you ah Ezriann [pronounced wrongly, of course], the marking scheme is very complicated. It changes every year.
Me : EVERY YEAR?!
ET : Yeahh, it's very erm...
Me : -_______- implicit?
ET. Yes yes. *gets handed over a slip. Permission to the toilet... Huh? *signs slip* Now, what was I doing before this?
Me and Jill : Gonna do something for Ceazaan.
What an interesting conversation I had with my Extra-terrestrial English teacher. She's so daft. Won't anyone agree??
AND. Congrats a gazillion to Ceazaan's group for securing MGS' first WIN evah in a newspaper competition.
Did I sound sarcastic when I said that?
AND. Congrats a gazillion to Ceazaan's group for securing MGS' first WIN evah in a newspaper competition.
Did I sound sarcastic when I said that?
Lolz. my deskmate [who I owe an apology because I skipped school during her time of err, flailing-need?]
But anyway, CONGRATS, LOVE~
And now, you'll probably stop writing depressing stuff all over my book and starting happy stuff instead. Yup, ohhh, and quit doubting. Doubting will only lead to paranoia. Or the other way round. Something like that la.
Kay. So like I said, I skipped school today. Just because, I refuse to kill my voice box by shrieking shitty patriotic songs. It makes me doubt my negative-levelled patriotism.
And I went to Parade at 11. Lol. I had to buy books dammit. And I saw Shawnee there. Surrounded by 7 guys. It was kinda funny to see coz she was uber tiny and the guys look like they were some kinda Secret Service for her. She saw me and waved. I did the same.
Right. And as for my post title. Go shoot yourself twice in the head and once in the ass if you pronounce my name wrongly, EVER.
Blehh, seriously man. What's so hard about pronouncing Ezriann. EZRI ANNE. THAT FREAKING EASY. Unless your like dyslexic or something, I don't like you pronouncing my name wrongly. If you're dyslexic, my name will probably seem like Fsriam. I think.
Honestly, my name's been botched up countless number of times even I'm beginning to screw my own name up.
Other versions of my name that have been/are being pronounced wrongly. As far as I can remember that is.
- Eezriann
- Ezriaan
- Eznaan. *Mr Wong should shoot himself with that stupid garden hose of his*
- Ezriannie. *Aziziah go sew your hand to your stupid sewing machine*
- Azrian. WTFU?
No, REALLY. REALLY? *hands you a M-16* Go shoot yourself. I don't wanna do it.
Arseclowns. I'd rather you kill yourself that I do it.
-_____________-
Bimbos should get MRIs to prove the size of their brains
Lol. That.
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