Objection, Rejection.

I wrote this a few weeks ago, just didn't get to publish it. But the thought of this post was pissing me off because of a certain event that happened in real life...
So, someone complimented me.
I responded uncertainly, "okay..."
And the person said, "Say thank you! blah blah blah,"
"Huh?" I actually didn't even register that it was a compliment then! I mean, I knew what he/she said... I just somehow didn't manage to make the connection that "what he/she said" = compliment. I deduced that it must've been because my brain hates compliments so much that it subconsciously rejected it, so my mind didn't register it being a compliment!! XD

Now, onto that actual post I wrote a few weeks ago. I don't want to delete it, so I'm going to "get rid" of it by publishing it. :D

Every time I hear a praise or compliment (someone saying something praising towards me), I go nuts.
Someone says I'm smart?
Objection. (Has happened before)
Someone says I'm pretty?
Objection. (Has happened before)
Someone says I'm good at writing?
Objection. (Has happened before)

My brain would immediately and on automatic start finding evidence to deny the [not true] statement.

You know, when I get complimented, it would be best to just say "thank you" despite not feeling thankful at all rather than denying it, right? Or not?
I should just totally lie right? I should just pretend to be happy right? I should just pretend to be glad right?

I hate this sort of contradiction. ...I hate all sorts of contradiction.
Yet it's prettyyy common in my daily life. [As Earl Lloyd once (or was it twice?) said to Kururugi Suzaku; "This contradiction will kill you one day". Anyone who don't know what I'm talking about must go watch Code Geass. And now.]
Lying is best...
But I dislike lying...
Oh. I just realised. I should do what is best and ignore my own emotions. -__- How could I forget that.

So let's just go and say "thank you".

Well that was easy.

Short Enough to Write, Long Enough to Post.

Finally. I got to actually say something. I've been short on time lately, so I could only write small passages (of which I posted on Facebook because status are supposed to be small anyway!).

But now... it's not really a "complaint", but who cares! (Well, actually, I'm trying to not complain about anything. So it's good.)

So after work I was revising for the Music Exam that was due to be sat tomorrow. (nervewrecking, I tell you…)

All the customers have gone home and I’ve done the daily income summary so there was no need for me to sit at the front, so I moved to the back (haha). I read over my revision once and half times over before deciding to go on a reciting marathon; write up as much as I can remember about each of the topics we’ve covered this term. As I was doing it, my co-worker – one of the waitresses – appeared, having also finished her own quota. She sat down then after a while asked, “Are you listening to music?” I was wearing earphones.

“Yes,” I replied idly.

“Oh my god! I could never study with music. It’s ‘too much’, you know? Too many things happening at once, I can’t concentrate! How could you do that?”

“…” I went blank for a second because I hate studying without having music play in the background. I answered honestly when the answers came to mind soon after. “I just… let it run freely in the background without paying much attention to it.” Then something else popped into my head so I added that, too, “And it’s also a good distraction; to practice my concentration. So then in the real test I’ll be able to concentrate well… you know?” Oh my, that makes it sounds so much more intelligent! ;) It’s just that I don’t like absolute silence because then my voice is too loud when I’m talking to myself, and there’s almost always absolute silence at home unless I play some music. It’s also a good filler for ‘something’ when I’m just thinking. Besides…

I realised this a little later, but the first real reason that I’d put music on earlier was because the noise coming from the kitchen was obviously way more distracting than Asian Pop!

~~

Just as a side note, finally arrived home at approx. 11.30pm…

Everybody in the house are making “I’m dead” noises, wishing to sleep but can’t because they needed food… (that’s only my mum and I, btw)

And so of course we ate.

YES, THAT’S RIGHT!! WE ATE AT 11.30PM!! HALF AN HOUR UNTIL MIDNIGHT, AND WE’RE EATINNGG!!

Unbelievable, isn’t it? (Especially for a certain person out there who told me to NEVERR eat after 9pm…)

But do I care? NOOOOOOO. If I’m going to go to school, work every day from 5pm – 10pm plus 11am – 3pm on Saturdays and Sundays, then I need energy! (It’ll probably burn off during my days anyhow… or something. =.=")

Adios~

From,

Mage-chan~

Maths Test. Legendary, and Very Memorable.

So. I already know the Maths C assignment and exam results, as well as my English analytical exposition assignment.
You already know about the Maths C assignment here.

Maths C exam results; 0.5 marks away from 100%. -__-

English; A...

Now, what I want to complain about.
I just did my Maths B exam.
It. Annoyed. Me. To. Hell.
Repeat. It annoyed me to hell.
Not extremely hard.
Just annoying.

Or it could've been some overly-complicated double-feint trick question, and I, S.A. and T.W. all got the question wrong (with the same answers).
It was just... stupid. STUPID!!
Anyone who has seen the questions would realise just how utterly pissing that exam was. Especially the Standard B and A.
When I realised what the answer was (which could be wrong, if it really was an overly-complicated double-feint trick question) I was rendered speechless.
There was no "lead" to the answer. It was just... oh my god. I really can't find the words to properly word this.
It was on Algebraic expressions and factorising/expanding them, proportionality and probability. We were given a certain shape, and the rule for its area... we just had to factorise it, then the answer becomes pretty obvious.
And the last last question... was that a trick question? It must've been a trick question. Or once again, some overly-complicated double-feint trick question.

And the Standard B... was also a trick question, wasn't it?

This Maths exam will be ingrain into my brain for the rest of my life. Err... maybe. Probably.