Ridiculous things.

1) Laptop bag

Jo-Yee: Oh my God this laptop bag is perfect for my laptop. I am going to buy it.

Cherrie: But that is not a laptop bag lah. It's a handbag. Got no cushion also. Cannot withstand impact one.

Jo-Yee: But it's the correct size mah. And it's so prettyyyy!

Cherrie: But your laptop won't be protected.

Jo-Yee: I DON'T CARE IT'S PRETTY I'M GONNA BUY IT.

Cherrie: One more thing...

Jo-Yee: WHAT.

Cherrie: It doesn't look like your laptop can fit in it.

Jo-Yee: Aya it can lah. I've been using my laptop for months already. I've mentally measured it lah.

*AT HOME*

Jo-Yee: OMGWTFBBQ CANNOT FIT LEH!

Cherrie: ...

Jo-Yee: You lah! Who ask you to go and mention that it might not be the right size now cannot fit already loh!!!

Cherrie: What! Just because I mentioned it then your bag automatically become small and cannot fit your laptop???

Jo-Yee: YALAH ABODEN Walao your mouth damn suay one loh yoh now how waste my RM25 JOR JOR JOR

Cherrie: Chi sin one cannot speak with logic.

Jo-Yee: YOU SHUT YOU. SHUT UP.

Cherrie: ...

***

2) Football

Jo-Yee: Okay let's go out. I want to go and have breakfast.

Boyfriend: Wait lah this football last ten minutes already I need to see who wins.

Jo-Yee: YOU CHAO AH KUA you wait for people want to go have breakfast only you watch your stupid football.

Boyfriend: What lah this match has been on for more than an hour ago who ask you to choose this time to go eat breakfast?

Jo-Yee: You chi sin ah I planned to have breakfast first before the game started ok you purposely one lah fine I go myself.

Boyfriend: The whole football team against you ah why purposely want to choose this time to play? Just to disturb you eat breakfast???

Jo-Yee: Ya lah ABODEN You all chi sin one. All you men are the SAME.

Boyfriend: ?????? Excuse me you think you are very smart-

TV: GOAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Boyfriend: OMG I MISSED THE SHOT!

Jo-Yee: AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Boyfriend: fml

***

3) Handphone

Jo-Yee: Let's go swimming.

Someone: Okay wait let me go find my speedo.

Jo-Yee: Ya lah ya lah faster.

*JO-YEE'S PHONE RINGS*

Jo-Yee: Ayo who at this hour call me- HELLO!

Phone: Yes your poh piah skin is ready already, you can come and collect it anytime.

Jo-Yee: You siao ah since when I order poh piah skin???

Phone: Wait this is Ms Tan right. You ordered this yesterday at 5pm remember?

Jo-Yee: Oh yah oh yah I forgot. Wait wait, you tell me your address har, I lost your newspaper advertisement already lah. Wait I go get a pen.

Phone: Okay. My address is bla bla bla bla...

Jo-Yee: Okay thank you Mr Poh I will go and get it at 6pm tonight.

Phone: No problem thank you. -OFF-

Jo-Yee: Okay I need to stick this address somewhere so that I don't forget to pick the poh piah skin up later. AH! I stick on the fridge.

*JO-YEE STICKS THE ADDRESS ON THE FRIDGE*

Jo-Yee: Good. Afterwards after swimming remember. OY UNCLE YOU GO TAKE YOUR SPEEDO OR YOU GO MAKE YOUR SPEEDO? Why take so long one!

Someone: Okay okay coming liao. Let's go.

Jo-Yee: Hoy yoh next time don't call it speedo lah call it slowdo since you take so long to get it. NO SPEED AT ALL. SLOW got lah.

*REACH SWIMMING CLUB*

Jo-Yee: EH MY PHONE IS NOT HERE! I think I left it near the fridge when I tried to stick the address there!!!

Someone: Ayo go swimming need phone for what.

Jo-Yee: You some more dare to talk! If it's not for you go take your speedo so long I wouldn't have needed to answer the phone call at home right! I could have answered it in the car so I wouldn't have left it at home!

Someone: Chi sin one just because I go take my swimming trunks you will forget your phone one lah? So if I didn't go get my speedo you won't forget about your phone??

Jo-Yee: YALAH WHO ASK YOU GO TAKE. Make me forget and left it there near the fridge. You ah always like that one lah!

Someone: ??? Then you might as well call the poh piah person and scold her also lah for calling at that time. If she call later, you would already be in the car and you won't leave your phone at home.

Jo-Yee: YAH HOR GOOD POINT. BOTH of you wrong lah! Aiyo why do I have to be incarcerated with you morons?!?!?!? Bring your phone come I want to call and scold the stupid poh piah person.

Someone: ...

***

So guys. ALWAYS REMEMBER to analyse the situation first before you lose control and start blaming another person. You're not a moron, so don't behave like one.

Don't blame another person for something he did not do, but look at where the mistake lies first.

Thank you. And I hope you enjoyed.

Chuz.

Haiyah dunno what title to put lah.

You know, I find that it is very funny when some people say some things to me.

For example: "You are so childish."

...

KUA KUA KUA KUA

I am going to defend myself in TWO WAYS:

1) I KNOW RIGHT. ME??? CHILDISH??!??!!!

Okay firstly, it is only considered okay for a MORE mature person to call me childish. Imagine, some stupid irritating bunch of girls who dislike me calling me childish.

wtf??!??!

People always give me shit when I complain, and then these losers start to attack me saying that I am spoilt, complain too much, CHILDISH, stupid, etc etc... *yawns*

I mean seriously? I complain, IN MY BLOG, because that is my RIGHT, and YOU, out of NOWHERE, come alllllllllllllll the way here to attack me, saying all those shit about how childish yawns yawns yawns I am AND THEN, post an entire blog post proclaiming what a bad attitude I have, emphasising on the fact that I AM CHILDISH?

My god. How IRONIC can you get?

And you justify your actions by saying since I complain, you are allowed to complain also. ==

Look, when I complain, I complain about my unsatisfactory encounter with ANYTHING in my life, which directly involves ME. But you? You complain about the FACT that I complain about things that happen in my life.

What?

You are so freaking weird lah!!! What has MY LIFE got to do with yours??? And seriously. Me. CHILDISH?

Do you even know me??? I can DARE you to ask every single friend I have if I am childish. Go on. I can guarantee your answer that they will reply in the affirmative. If even ONE says that I am not mature and am childish, I will bow to your toes and lick them for you.

I AM SERIOUS.

Go on. Go ask. Just because sometimes I do playful stuff and try to be childish, it doesn't MAKE me childish. Because when I handle REAL situations, I take them seriously. I can solve problems on my own. The only times that I'm childish, are because I'm playing!!! So playing makes you childish?

Seriously, how childish can YOU get? Geez.

2) Yes I am childish. I like to play. I like to pretend that I am a child.

SO?!??! Which part of that has anything to do with you? Don't tell me you've never played before?

Please lah, THINK before you talk. Don't simply judge me when you don't even KNOW me. Gosh. Headache. Headache.

LOSERS. Fuck you all.

***

The most commonly asked question when I post photos like this:



NOT: You camwhore while driving??!?!?

But

THIS: EH YOU CAN DRIVE MEH??!?! ==

I know right. You would think that people might be slightly concerned by the fact that I camwhore with my STARBUCKS DRINK while DRIVING but nooooo....

They are apparently more surprised by the fact that I CAN drive. When I have been driving for 5 whole months now. And frequently too.

Ciss.



Hee hee Dark Mocha! =D



OMG THE PERFECT FURNITURE FOR MY ROOM!!!! But mummy don't want to buy for me!!! :'( sobs sobs



The Vincci in Sungei Wang. I tell you, Sungei Wang people just looooove Vincci. Every single time I go to the Vincci in Sungei Wang, the shoes are in this state.

MESSY STREWN ALL OVER CROWDEDDDD



SELAMAT HARI RAYA EVERYONE!!! Hee hee hee!!!

Chuz!

PS: LAST ONE: FUCK YOU LOSERS. Get a life!

The guy I love.

I watched a show today and in it, there was this guy who wants so bad to get back together with his ex-girlfriend that he plans to fly all the away to another state just to let her know that he still loves her.

So I asked myself that question: Would I be willing to do that for the guy I love?

I thought I probably would, because this I guy I love, I really really love him.

But then I thought about it, it doesn't only count whether or not you want to get back with someone, you also have to think about whether or not the person you love actually loves/wants you back.

Going through this phase where I'm always crying, always thinking about the memories we had, always thinking about what he's currently doing at the moment, whether or not he's safe, whether or not he misses me, it isn't easy...

But someone told me something today which woke me up:

You are not the only one who feels like this. All around the world there are probably more people who are MORE upset than you feel right now. Plus, it isn't only you who faces problems like these. This is a normal process that everybody goes through.

You're crying, so? You're hurting, so? That doesn't make your situation any worse than another person's. That doesn't mean you deserve a better ending for your case. You don't deserve anything more than anyone else.

This is normal. This is not something so huge that you think your world is going to break apart, that your life will never get to be continued. This is just something that everyone has to go through at least once in her life.

So the guy doesn't love you. Doesn't mean you have to make him love you. Doesn't mean you have to cry until he finally loves you. Doesn't mean that just because you are hurting that he SHOULD or HAS TO love you back.

It doesn't work like that. Because the guy loves somebody else. The story ends there.

Whatever special feelings you feel for the guy, he also feels it with his girl. So isn't it fair? You love him, he loves her? It doesn't make you special, plus they have more reasons to be more special than you anyway...

What can you do to make the best out of everything? Just continue with your life doing things that you KNOW you SHOULD be doing.

He's stopped loving you, or doesn't love you back anymore. Doesn't mean you HAVE to stop loving him. Doesn't mean you HAVE to stop caring for him.

Isn't that what love is all about? To love someone unconditionally regardless of whether or not he actually loves you back?

I love the guy. He's the only guy that has ever made me feel that special way before, and he is the only one who has ever made me change my principles.

And the thing is, I think I'm going to love him forever. Or at least, for a very, very long time.

But the truth is there: He doesn't love you. AND he loves another girl.

It hurts you, but that is life. Sometimes you're happy, sometimes you're not.

It made me realise, all these talks, that it is not all about me. It is not all about my life. He's happy now, YOU should be happy. You've said that you would be happy for him, as long as HE's happy.

And I really am. Right now, I just really want him to be happy. If that includes him wanting not only to quit the friendship I have with him, but quitting my life as well, then okay. If he's happy like that, then I'm okay.

Even if I'm not okay with it, I will try to be. Because this is life, and in life, you don't get to make all the choices, sometimes, choices are just made for you and you gotta accept it.

I love you, D. So much. And if you're happy, I'm happy, like what I said in the message on your birthday. ♥

Today...

..shall be the day I STOPPED COMPLAINING THAT MY LIFE IS BORING!!!

I have heard many people say that it is not your life that is boring, rather, it is your inability and/or unwillingness to inject it with colour that prolongs its dullness.

And I have to say: MUMMY I AGREE!

Now, to begin my bizarre mission, I shall first recount a very interesting and somewhat weird story which happened not many days ago...

I went to Giant with my mum the other day to get some fruits for praying and who should I meet but Mr Steven the guy from the spectacle store?

I have found out quite a few things about Mr Steven following the encounter and these are my results:
1) He is very talkative
2) He is extremely nosy
3) He is weird

So you see these three traits can pretty much sum up my whole encounter for you already.

And I haven't even finished my story. So moving on...

He managed to talk me and my mum into telling him (don't ask me how THAT happened I have no clue) that we are going to move back to our apartment and he sort of even tried to dig information as to why were moving, when would be the actual date etc and pretty much everything else that had nothing to do with him.

And the weirdest thing hasn't even been mentioned! Please note that he is a total STRANGER to me and I only got to know his name on that DAY itself (although my mum has had a few contacts with him before, but that was only because he sold his spectacles at quite reasonable prices and my mum being someone who loves to take advantage of bargains).

So the next day, I went to Giant again, and BAM! there Mr Steven was again. He beckoned me into a small talk (again!) and I nodded and smiled lazily as responses but he either 1) didn't notice or 2) didn't want to take notice that I was beginning to get bored of these pointless conversations with him. zzz

And then he even asked how much my mum had to pay for the lorry to move our things over to the apartment (??????? like that also need to know??????) and if we had problems we could always ask for his help because HELLO I AM A TOTAL STRANGER SO WHEN I OFFER HELP YOU SHOULD BE MORE THAN WILLING TO ACCEPT IT he had contacts.

And when I nodded my thanks and everything you know what he continued?

Remember: MR Steven = TOTAL STRANGER

"Or if the lorry's not help enough, I can always go offer a hand. Because I drive an Unser you see."

Um. Ok.

???????????!?!?!?!!!!!!!?!?!?!?!?!?

Isn't it completely weird??? And I am sure Mr Steven was only so keen to help because HE himself wanted to take a look at our apartment (because before this he asked how many rooms there were in the apartment, was there a pool, playground?).

So weird right! It is not as if he was enquiring about the apartment because he was looking to buy one himself (my mum asked, when he got persistent with the nonsensical questions), he was purely asking due to the fact that he is too bored with his life and can't help but to have this burning desire to know every single thing that happens around him (even if it doesn't concern him a least bit)!

Okay lah. All in all, Mr Steven is actually quite a nice guy. He is just really weird you know. I mean, asking all those questions when we're like practically strangers. But seriously, offering his Unser??????

Weird.

Okay so that sums up my very interesting encounter in my otherwise dull life. Tee hee tee hee.

Chuz!

PS: OMG I hope Mr Steven never finds/reads this blog because he is a nice guy and I sincerely don't want to hurt him. Gulps.

I live a very boring life.

How is it possible that it is a Sunday evening and I am sitting alone at home with all my thoughts jumbled up in my stupid head?

I tried packing my books to be moved to the apartment but FAILED.

I tried to drink lots and lots of Vitagen but FAILED.

I tried to experiment with make-up which usually never disappoints me but FAILEDDDDD.

Omg am I a pathetic loser or what.

Why don't I have any friends? Why is it that I am always alone? Why are my friends all good kids who listen to their parents?

Why don't I have alot of disposable cash?

WHY ISN'T MY SISTER REPLYING MY IMs??!?!?!

You see? You see the patheticness that I have stooped to?? I am now resorting to chatting with my SISTER to kill my boredom and as if that is not loserish enough, SHE IS IGNORING ME. Y____Y

Omg stupid mosquito of all places to suck my blood you go and suck the base of my foot?!?!? CURSE YOU NOW I WANT TO SCRATCH ALSO CANNOT BECAUSE SO TICKLISH WHICH IS YOUR WHOLE POINT RIGHT.

FML x9272362458539456743

Because I am so bored and jaded, I am going to take a bath so at least 30 mins of my life is filled with something to do and for the rest of that, I shall worry later.

Maybe I can go jogging? Yeah right as if that is not boring.

Urgghghhhghghhghghg you know what? Screw it. I'm going to find stuff to eat.

Oooooooooooooo! Dark chocolate oat krunch! =D

Yesssshhhh!

My boring life wil be stuffed full with DCOK! :3

Chuz.

MEG CABOT...

...is very contagious.

I am serious. I can type out 10 sentences that she has written that I've read before in a snap of a finger without even referring to her books. I am serious.

Don't believe me? Watch this:

1. OKAY I JUST COMPLETELY BLANKED OUT.

OMG just a minute ago I had like all these Meg Cabot sentences flooding my brain k! Why suddenly disappear as I am about to write them???? Urghhh

Must be Peter for suddenly appearing in my Facebook chat to talk to me about the ACS trip to which I not allowed to go!

):

So unfair right. I mean okay lah I am no longer an ACS student and maybe I should mention that I am one who left the school with kind of a bad record but THAT WAS TOTALLY NOT MY FAULT LOH OK I AM TOO LAZY TO EXPLAIN AGAIN SO PLEASE GO THROUGH MY ARCHIVES TO FIND OUT WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT KTHXBYE

Okay suddenly it is like raining damn heavily and my body is crying out for sleep so I guess I am just going to go to bed and wake up early tomorrow for school because I will be going to Times Square after that hee hee!

Chuz chuz chuzzzzz! ♥

PS: Why do I always lie? I clearly stated in the previous post that the next post after it, which means THIS ONE, would be a more detailed explanation of whatever shit I was talking about but clearly Meg Cabot is not part of the picture. Lollolllollllll

TAKE THAT SUCKER.

A series of events that happened this few weeks had brought about this determination for me to make this decision.

Granted, this decision should have been made aeons ago but I was too stupidly in love to think about anything logic and so I am quite happy that I have come to this state where I can finally set my mind straight and say:

I SHALL NOT THINK ABOUT RELATIONSHIPS/BOYS/LOVE/SEX ANYMORE UNTIL I LEAVE KLANG/SELANGOR.

Okay maybe I will continue to think about sex because: You siao ah want me to give up sex scenes in movies just so I can continue with my life???

In fact, withOUT sex scenes I don't think I can even continue living.

But the rest is true though. I am sick of boys. Sick of their ways of luring you into a false sense of belief and security, and when you have exposed your innermost feelings for him, he proceeds to throw you aside and flounce away with a mere glance back at you that clearly says: I'm sorry it has to end like this. But it's for the better.

Whatever. I'm over this. I am tired of meeting boys who are not up to my expectations anymore.

And when I say expectations I do not mean good looks, affluent family, loaded bank account, smell nice, hot, sexy, sweet romantic BLA BLA BLA.

What I mean by expectation is his sincerity whenever he proclaims that he cares/likes/loves me.

That's all I want in a guy what. Simple. As long as you're sincere, I would melt.

And of course I will only melt for those guys for whom I have the same affection lah ok!

But WAITTTT! Didn't I just say?:

I SHALL NOT THINK ABOUT RELATIONSHIPS/BOYS/LOVE/SEX ANYMORE UNTIL I LEAVE KLANG/SELANGOR.

Because I don't think in these two years I am going to even meet a NEW guy for me to fall in love with, so I am going to only decide to think about relationships when I LEAVE SELANGOR: meaning when I FINALLY get into a local U and can get away from my hectic life in SELANGOR; or when I get in UM which is still kind of in Selangor but then they'd be different guys so it's fine.

Yes. From today onwards, I shall STOP from allowing myself to daydream for HOURS about some particular guy, especially in Mikro class the other day when poor Pn Normala asked me a simple question and I just nodded stupidly at her without even noticing she asked the question because in my head I was laughing at a joke this particular guy told me!!!

I know right! Poor Pn Normala just laughed at me and proceeded with the class shaking her head.

TRUE STORY.

I know right. Super embarrassing. And what about those other times where I went to bed promptly at 1100pm and only fell asleep like at 100am because in my head flashes of memories of times we spent together kept appearing?

This is not right. I need a shrink.

Eh wait. No. I don't need one because I have made my decision TODAY!:

I SHALL NOT THINK ABOUT RELATIONSHIPS/BOYS/LOVE/SEX ANYMORE UNTIL I LEAVE KLANG/SELANGOR.

Okay since that is the third time I am mentioning my decision already I shall stop here before you guys accuse me of only saying all that to garner for attention when in fact I am REALLY serious about this whole shit.

Chuz.

PS: Next blog post would be a somewhat similar one to this but with more detailed explanation so stay tuned k!

PPS: If you are already bored with this post and dread reading my next one then I am sorry lah, I am on a roll here! Arrrr!

I AM SUPERIOR TO THE WORLD!!! =DDDDDD

I feel compelled to post this up right now because I am feeling super superior to the rest of the world!!!

WHYYYYY?

BECAUSE I AM FACEBOOKING IN SCHOOL USING THE SCHOOL WIFI DURING SCHOOL HOURS!!!! LOLLLLL

I know right! It makes me feel so atas. Ahahahaha

What lah. I know you college students are laughing at how retarded I sound right now but it is not my fault that it is only this year that they allow STPM students to bring laptop to school mah!!!

And it is quite good timing also because I just got my laptop this year and I just decided to enter Form6 this year and then they decide to allow STPM students to bring laptop to school =DDDDDDDDD

Imagine if I hadn't got my laptop this year, I would feel super frustrated that the rest of my classmates are poking each other in Facebook and I cannot retaliate and can only sit around being poked (in Facebook) right!

Lol.

Okay a very nonsense post but I got to go already!

Shamala wants to use Facebook for awhile because the poor girl has not signed in for FOUR WHOLE DAYS already.

How she continues to survive after a predicament like that is a mystery to me.

Okay chuzzzz! ;)

Done playing!

Let real life begin!

Love. ♥

I just want everyone to understand that what I’m doing now, what I appear to be now, does not prove that I am a slut or a bitch or a stuck up whore.

I’m just trying to hold my guard, and try not to slip into measly mistakes that I am bound to fall into if I’m careless. I am trying to be careful. I don’t want to hurt anyone anymore. And most of all, I am selfish: I don’t want to get hurt anymore.

There are so many types of friends I’ve had throughout my life. Those who stay, those whom I’ve been close to but then drifted apart, those that are lost and found…

I cannot say which type I like best, because I believe true friendship stays unanalysed. There is no necessary need to gauge a true friendship, because the pureness of a relationship is inertly understood between the members of this sacred connection.

If there is one thing in this world that I do not like to associate with Science, it is the fact that humans can fall in love and feel affection.

Despite all the apparently proven reports about oxytocins, pheromones and other chemicals or hormones that are said to incorporate this sense of affection that we have for another person, I still prefer to regard love and affection as something inexplicable, unexplainable, and a lovely mystery.

It may not be completely true, but that is how I like to perceive love. It is special. To me, it is. It is not easy to love someone, to have a strong affection for someone, it is only something that can be enforced by other emotions, whether pain or happiness, as long as they affect our well-being, it enforces love.

If it’s lust, then to me, it’s all scientific and chemicals.

But love, it’s different. I know this whole blog post is really cheesy and some of you might not even agree with me… but… I don’t really care. These are my opinions, and this is the way I like to see things.

It doesn’t have to be true, as long as I feel it this way.

Hmm… So, what I’m trying to say is, I’m really glad that I have people who I love in my life, people who I am afraid to lose, people who love me for who I am, people who are afraid to lose me as well..

Friends, family…

All of a sudden I feel lucky. And I don’t know what motivated me to write this, but right now, I feel content.

I want to be happy. I want to live a simple life. I want to be able to smile when I wake up and smile when I go to bed.

No drama, no fights, no nothing… It’s exhausting to try to fight back, or to resist. That’s why I’ve decided to choose nothing, but to let things choose me. Let them fight for me. I’m done fighting. I’m tired. I surrender.

I’ll just wait with a smile.

Love. Can you feel love the way I feel it?

Protecting my dignity!!!!!!!! Hahahaha I sound like a siao po.

I'm apparently so spiteful nowadays. I get into nitty fights with people everywhere.

And then I quickly apologise and cower in fear because I don't want to make enemies.

I mean, whatever I write, I never intend to offend people. If I intend to offend them, I will straight out write his name and the bad stuff he's done and why I dislike him to make it as obvious as possible.

Ok lah I where got so mean.

But I just want to let people know NOT to take my words so seriously unless stated to do so lah.

I'm tired of being honest enough when I talk/write: it's been getting me into alot of trouble lately.

I mean, why only ME? Other people also complain but I'm the only one who gets all the attacks.

Is being honest/articulate a crime now?

I can't even complain about a single thing without being chastised?

If humans are not allowed to complain, then where is the medium to encourage improvement anymore?

Imagine if in this world NOBODY EVER COMPLAINED, do you think we'd have computers, cars, cellphones, pots and pans, and airconds???

If no one ever complained about being hot, would there be fans?

If no one ever complained about boredom, would there be televisions?

If no one ever complained about having to walk, would there be vehicles?

If no one ever complained about wanting a better environment, would we ever improve??!??!?!

So why is everybody giving me shit when I complain? It is not like I complain about irrational stuff like wanting more Moons for Earth or snow in Malaysia right?

Plus most times when I complain it is only for me to RANT. No need to take them so seriously...

Sigh. When did this blog become a medium of hate ha? I love my blog. Don't tarnish it.

And more thing, even when I'm complaining and I don't want any actions to be taken or whatever, it doesn't mean I SHOULDN'T do it in the first place.

It's from blogs and opinions and rants like this that people get information for their survey what right?

Like when I complain about why the Form6 time table so ugly have to stay back till so late, for the government to find out whether or not this staying-back thing is working, of course they will have to conduct a survey to get info on this issue right?

So one of the methods has to be to extract the innermost thoughts of Form6 students mah! So where else to get such valuable information if not from our blogs or Facebook statuses?

You think we all so free to send letters to the government to tell them how we feel meh? And if we were asked directly by the government whether or not we agree with this Form6 thing, then OF COURSE we will only answer neutrally, and our answers WON'T be the most honest ones, as we are afraid to insult or offend the Ministry of Education.

So by interviewing, they won't get the best answers or information.

So the best way to get the most HONEST and most RAW answers is of course through blogs or other personal media for writing right??!?!

So why is everybody scolding me for being opinionated and outspoken???

Sigh. Very tiring lah. Just leave me and me opinions alone lah...

I'm sure you complained before also right.

Geez.

Chuz.