O Levels.
   Friday, February 10, 2006, 11:10 PM

O' Level results are out today. So far, i've heard no hoorays. Congratulations for those of you who did well. For those who didn't do well, it's not the end of the road. Cuz, i'm thinking of bringing the family to visit y'all there.

My cute grandma has been calling home and asking if i'm alright, after the blood-vomitting incident.

I'm so squeezed up right now. Not to mention, pissed with how silly some people (or specifically, someone) with such high power can be so stupid, ridiculous and opaque. Things are barely honest now.
Even Mastura's report on the NYP Course Guide Book is moderated, to a huge extent.
Heard that, everyone? NYP's Diploma in Dental Therapy page in the Guide Book was by Mastura, but they moderated her actual work to become so positively enthusiastic, so oh-this-course-is-the-bomb! They made her seem like a fool. Shall keep my other thoughts to myself.

Watched Pesta Pesta Pesta on Suria. The crowd, prolly mainly fucking Mat Reps, were shouting and taunting curses at the performers when the artistes acted as Chinese entertainers and spoke in Mandarin. Their words so sharp and harsh. I won't point the finger at the Holocauster or any article-happy anti-Malay racists. We Malays are against ourselves more than any other races... Think wider if you haven't, and soon enough you'll realize it. It's just one of the reasons why i'm so embarassed of my own race.