More like frustration than being of a hot-headed buster.

I kinda had this damn conclusion that I made just a few moments.
it is almost impossible to get a peaceful rest in the envening these 2 months.
Ya.The lights, the singing (oh..the singing), the crazy auctioner
shouting at the top of his lungs to get the highest bidder (388 means 388, no point pushing).
Yes.
It is the Hungry Ghost Festival.
Look.
I have no qualms about all this, I don't.
But I am like, why must all of this Ge-Tai be held so close or rather some just outside
the block and be blasting their speakers in the name of this festival?
I understand that it's a custom.
I understand that this tradition practise of the Chinese, Taoist or something whatever,
is also losing its appeal in this modern age.
Yes, I think it is worth protecting.
But please could you either hold this Ge-Tai somewhere further or lower the volume.
People still want to sleep you know.
Ya, that is one of the reasons as to why I can't get a shut-eye just now.
And now, I am damn grouchy.

These are the other factors:
1. The damn damn damn house phone kept ringing. I have told everyone a thousand
and one times that if you want to contact me, call my blinking handphone cause
I don't want to get out of bed, stretch just to get the damn phone. Come on, if you are
like one foot in slumberland, you wouldn't want to actually get up and go pick up the
damn receiver right?
2.The fucking neighbours above. Yes. Them and their stupid noises.
You know in schools, there are these clowns who simply cant' pluck their asses from the
fucking chairs and simply drag the whole damn thing. This means that the people
downstairs have to endure the terrible musical that they have put up.
Ya, I kinda face that crisis at home.
The fucking people upstairs would be either nailing some fucking drill into the fucking wall or
the nutsy daughter would be playing witht the jump rope and jumping with both
of her feet flat on the ground (you are supposed to hop on the toes you silly girl)
or if not, the fucking asses would be once again dragging some thing, the fucking
coffee table or chair or whatever fucking thing they can find.
These asses are those fuckers who make living in a HDB unit so fucking miserable.
3.The air-con. I am not going to say anything about this, but rather just gonna
tell my parents it's high time to get the air-conditioners cleaned again.
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Common Test2 :
`Judging by the looks of the teachers, things aren't looking too sunny
for me.

1. Geography Test
::. I think I can get at least a 29/50. Whatever, I suck at the Humanities.

2.E-Math
::.Fuck it la.

3.English Test
::.I am actually betting all my dough on this one. Cause it's usually
English that brings a smile to my face.

4.Social Studies
::.Do or die. It's really the toss of the coin-One sided coin. = I will flunk.

5.Higher Mother Tongue
::.I demand a retest. 4 compres and 1 Cloze passage to be completed
in 1 hour= 60 mins= 3600 seconds is insane, retarded and
unheard of.

6.Physics:
::. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. It's called sacarsm.

7.Biology:
::. Like English, I have placed a little of my little faith I have in
this subject.

8. A-MAth
9.Chemistry.
These 2 buggers are yet to be taken. God help me.