Hate Mail

Dear Lecturer,

I understand that lately, you've been under a lot of pressure, and that this is probably the reason why you often snap at me or shoot sarky retorts at my questions in class. However, I'd highly recommend that you pop a bunch of pills and pull that stick out of your you-know-where before I lose it and shove my fist so far down your throat I'd be holding your liver.

Granted, my snide remarks about your inability to get a girlfriend (or is it boyfriend?) may have jilted you initially, but understand that as a student, I'm prone to mistakes. You on the other hand, you 28-year-old jackass, ought to snap out of it - especially since I've been trying extra hard to be nice to you these past weeks.

And before you go off about how "some people are being fake because I have to write your testimonial", I'd like to point out that as a mature individual (which is more than I can say for you), I have no need to kiss up. I'm pretty damn secure in my university placement, thank you very much. If it's so hard to sign a piece of paper indicating I do all your work -which I do, unlike some of your faved students- then don't. I'll get someone else to then. Because if you think I spent all this while kissing up to solely you, you are sadly mistaken.

Have a great holiday!

XOXO,
Nickolai

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Ok, I didn't actually hit 'Send' on that email and throw my fists up in the air triumphantly after; I decided that the fictional audience of this blog would enjoy my ranting more. (Don't lie..) Somehow, the urge to tell said lecturer off was overshadowed by the fear of being expelled. I'll admit it, it's cowardly. And if being assertive is beyond me, I'll just have to settle for being bitchy.

Time creeps by like snail slime when you're having a real scheiße class.

''No, no, no, no, no, no.''

''You must speak!''

''Sing more!''

''Phrasing!''

''Don't use your wrist and arm, use your fingers!''

Then after all that has been corrected,

''It sounds unnatural! Music should be natural!''

Argh.

So frustrating when I think I'm doing something but it doesn't show in my playing. Even more frustrating when the teacher gets frustrated. Even more frustrating when the teacher doesn't give you time and chances to try things out before expecting you to get it right. Even more frustrating when you have to skip lunch for a lousy class like this.

''No, no, no, no, no.''

Today I spent one hour... ONE HOUR... on ONE PAGE... during piano class.

After that one page I thought I'd be free to go edi, manatau the next person came ONE HOUR LATE. So we spent the next hour on yet another ONE PAGE of another piece.

Yes, I had a very lousy class today.

Random post about short unrelated incidents. =)

1. Everyone seems particularly bitchy with me lately. Oh kla maybe not everyone but at least the people I live with at home. What on earth lah! Menopause is it! Or maybe I'm the one who's hitting menopause since all that screaming is directed at ME.




2. I went driving today, yesterday and the day before yesterday. First day I drove to the sundry shop 0.5km from my house. Second and third days I drove to this restaurant called Casablanca which is on the same row as the restaurant called Apollo. All three days I made my mom scream at me in fear. First day I took 10 minutes to reverse the car out of the house. Have to be extra careful cos I drive my mom's car which is relatively new cos I can't drive my brother's car cos he's living at SS2 now. Oh and today I mati enjin at the traffic lights in front of Casablanca cos when I stopped I didn't pull the handbrake so she made me do it cos I'm a new driver and she says the car was sliding backwards (but I don't think it was cos I was inching forward at that time, trying to reduce the distance between my car and the car in front of me). So anyway in the end I pulled the handbrake and at that instant the traffic lights turned green and so I panicked. The engine died twice after which my mom pulled the handbrake again and then the third time the engine DIDN'T die but I was still stuck cos the handbrake was up so I screamed at her to push the handbrake up and I VVVRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOMMed forward. Got a nice honking from the car behind me too! =D

3. Last week I found out my friend's mom reads this blog. Three days ago I found out my uncle reads it too. He reckons we should blog more often and use more pictures.




4. On Monday I went to see this Dr. Ranjit Singh who does cosmetic surgery. He seems like a good doctor, his clinic was packed with people (mostly aunties and uncles) the whole one hour I was there. I felt so out of place! Tried to tell myself that I was just accompanying my father. And NOLAH I WAS NOT THERE FOR COSMETIC SURGERY. My dad brought me there to check out my hair cos I look like I'm balding. Or I look bald. Or I AM bald. Whatever lah. He did this funny scan of my scalp with microscopes (I think) first magnifying the image to 50x then 200x then 1000x, first to see the scalp then pore then hair. Or something like that lah. And this lovely Dr. Ranjit Singh says, it's not my fault I'm bald! Cos it's hereditary... got it from my father. Nasty people out there who used to point out and in crowded places and in very loud voices that I'm bald, I know okay! Stop making me feel ugly. Anyway even though it's hereditary I still went home with two types of pills and two types of hair tonic thingies which he says I should use to prevent my condition from getting any worse. Apparently if I don't do anything I could end up bald like an egg, and I definitely don't want that happening. Lucky my mother has a whole headful of hair lo. Who knows how I might have turned out if my parents BOTH have hair problems.




5. I resent having to rely on other people for financial support and I resent it even more when that person rubs it in my face. I resent it when that person calculates over and over again how much money I've spent the past 18 years of my life and how much more I'm going to spend for my tertiary education. I resent it when that person takes delight in telling me how much I owe and in writing mock 'IOU' notes on my behalf. I'm going to make sure I earn lots of cash in future and pay back every last cent of the money I used. And I'll make sure I brag about it when that day comes.

6. I like our new header!

7. I think I need anger management classes. =D

8. I finished downloading Season 1 of the TV series "Chuck"! It took three weeks you know. Love this site! XTVi. They have 24 and Beauty and the Geek and CSI and Grey's Anatomy and House and Prison Break and Damages and Leverage and all those popular shows. Go check it out! =D

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And that's all for today. =)