Thursday, April 06, 2006
pimples = stress
The title happens to apply to me by the way. So sad right?? Imagine if I were one of the many teenagers who kill themselves becaause of stress. I'll die PIMPLY. OMG.
DARN. I totally forgot what I was supposed to blog about. Oh well. Let's just talk nonsense while I ponder. Oh yes. I just completed this psychometric profiling thing. 270 questions.
270. Urgh. What's most irritating is that they basically ask the same questions in every section, albeit rephrased in another way. To maintain consistency I guess. But STILL.
OH YA. I've been doing alot of unglam stuff in TJ. Don't ask me why ok?? It's just ME. I have fairly thick skin. HA! Take for example...I was walking along the corridor with my friends...talking about standing broad jump (which alot of people seem to have problem with)...anyway, to illustrate, I did a SMALL little HOP. And landed with a loud "PIAT!" on the floor. The teacher in front jumped with shock (pardon the pun), turned around, and STARED. By then, of course I was looking all innocent and well, innocent. URGH.
5:13 PM
;and the DODO has the final say.
