after prom

after prom party was quite an eye opener. haha.

NOOB!

after a long long break

long time didn't post. haha so now blogger's got a new version where you seamlessly integrate with gmail. bloody hell dumb me didn't create another gmail account, so instead, i used my actual 1. so much for being anonymous.

anyway it's been a long time.

'A' Levels

didn't really study much. and then again, even if i studied, it wouldn't be of much use since everything that came out wasn't really in the notes. application based? maybe. i was thinking since this exam is taken by people from different countries, and since it was set in UK, they'll probably be setting it in accordance with what teachers there teach and stress on.

should have practised. i'm really really gonna die for maths. haha left out a whole 10marks question and that's when i could do with all the marks i could get. bloody hell.

damn games. played throughout the whole of the 'As'. hope my 'skill' can be depended on.

Holidays

i don't know what to do. games games games. quite loser. hahaha. tried finding a job in the newspaper. i realised that most of them are scams. i mean, what respectable or proper company would spend just $50 dollars on 2liners?

i called 2 of them and luckily they were in the same area, so i didn't need to waste time travelling to and fro. both said the same thing, which was for me to come down for an interview and find out more from our manager. bloody hell the 1st thing i noticed about the building was that it was probably the kind they used to film 'dark water' with all the gloomy long corridors. and then at the end of the passageway was the fucking office. it's quite large but 1 look and you can tell it's a today-here-tomorrow-gone business. they just rent it for a few days and paste some lousy laminated paper with some shitty company name over the door.

haha when i came in the bloody person who answered the phone was the receptionist also. nothing unusual about that. except that the 'manager' mentioned above was sitting at a lousy table just a few steps away from her.

now that i think about it, it's really stupid. any company would without a doubt tell any potential candidates what a job is about before asking them down for an interview. of course, this applies to small time jobs, not those executive appointments. asking any tom dick or harry that calls down for an interview without asking for background info, without telling them what they're coming down for smells of fish.

i think they want as many people to come down as possible to try their luck. try their luck in what? we shall see.

the stupid ugly receptionist who can't speak propurrrrrrr engrish takes down the numbers of those who call and schedules them for an 'interview'. she takes them down on a A4 blank paper. i was given a appplication form which was printed on the spot. it's looks like shit, because it must have been photocopied a thousand times, and there was no company name at the top. it was badly aligned, it's almost like an X. they must have stolen the form from some other company and erased the header.

and oh by the way, which company has only 2 people working in that huge office?

so dumb me filled up my application form, handed it in and waited. since they conduct the interview just beside u, and (surprise!) not in a private room, you can hear most of what's being said.

i tell you, it's a fucking scam. interviews my foot. they're just talking to pretend they're conducting interviews. bloody hell i heard the interview with a china girl.

the china girl skips school to work, so the 'interviewer' asks her why dun go school, will her grades suffer, will her parents know and finally, a friendly word of advice, 'careful ar, XXXX will check your attendence and they might kick you out if you skip school too many times.'

FUCK YOU THIS IS NOT AN INTERVIEW!

the 'interviewer' wrapped things up by asking chinagirl to come the next day for orientation and bring money for it. cibai scam just wanna cheat people of their money.

so i told the ugly receptionist i wrote something wrongly on my form and could i have it back? i took it and walked out.

then the other office. fucking beside Hotel 81. i walked up the stairs since it was on the 2nd floor. i didn't know i had missed it until i reached the 3rd storey. i didn't bother going in.

FUCKING SCAMS!

dead

shit i have so much time on my hands and it's not becoz i have nothing to study since 'A' Levels are over. fuck it's because i don't know what to study, how to study and most importantly, i don't feel like studying. haha i'm so screwed man!!!!!!!!!

this is becoming like the period after exams, where everyone has lots of time to do anything they want and even pick up a new hobby, except that this time, it's right before the exams. shiiiiit.

i'm taken up a new hobby, extreme bumming, and it's really an extremely mentally challenging hobby. it's very mentally challenging because i know i need to study, i want to study and yet at the same time, i must not study because i'm too lazy. it gets more extreme as the exams approach.

let's go kl!

buffet

holy shit. i ate buffet last thursday after paper and i'm gonna eat buffet tomorrow again!! damn i haven't slimmed down since the previous 1 and i'm gonna pack in the food again? wow really must train tonight tmr man.

haha thursday's paper was so damn easy. i feel like killing myself. it was so easy, you couldn't possibly do it even if you studied. FUCK the asshole who set the paper. bloody hell. that asshole lectured us on one of the topics tested before; plants. and she was bloody gushing about how she was so excited about growing them when she took a module. cheeeeeeeebyeeeeeeeeeeee boring subjects for boring people. she must find real joy in watching grass grow. glass glow if you can't pronounce properly. haha. fuck so that bloody topic came out and fuck, i almost answered just yes or no to one of the questions. hahaha damn funny man. ok only to myself.

oh yeah kenneth's god must smile quite alot on him. for physics paper, he asked me and nicky the definition of systematic and random error just before we entered the venue. and we were like joking if that came out, it'll be damn funny. haha so the 1st questions was really that!!! kept smiling to myself. i think it would have been quite suspicious if the 3 of us kept smiling, not to mention gay!! haha also, another of my friends were discussing whether it would come out and they guessed wrong. haha so everyone smiling. mabbe the whole hall was smiling! haha.

anyway kenneth and i were supposed to meet nicky for buffet. 12 at suki or 3 at sakae. alamak tough. 3pm, must wait 5hours. suki, not so nice to eat. in the end we decided to eat sakae but kenneth called nicky to join us. what the hell? 5hours and 3guys in town. what the hell do we do there? day around? haha and we were like telling nicky to put on makeup and hurry meet us. so gay!!! actually it was kenneth la. haha. eeeeeeeeee.

so anyway went chinatown to while away the time before nicky came. wow didn't know there were hookers there too. very kinky type. a little wrinkled skin and holding walking stick, but still, looking yummyllicious and licking her lips. i wanna puke!!!!! haha. but there was this girl... haha cindy gonna kill me!!

after nicky came, wanted to play LAN but no shirt, so had to but. damn gay 3guys walking around in P.S. hahahah. honey, does this make me look fat? puuuuuuuuuukeee. then LAN then finally buffet.

those fuckers, really made us wait 15mins outside because it was only 1430. wouldn't even let us take a seat inside and wait. never mind, we paid them back. we made sure they wouldn't treat people like us they wa they treated us. haha we cleaned the whole place up la. all in all, we ate about 60+ plates, but with a little cheating. chawanmushi = 2plates and the friend chix = 2plates. haha cheaters man.

oooooh i'm full...

phsyics and prelims

prelims just started. i am hardly halfway here nor there, which puts me in a truly unique position. if i do well, i'm smart. if i don't, i'll just say i didn't study. but the level of difficulty of the tests are really laughable. bloody easy. i think i can get a B for physics. i hope it'll shoot up to an A though. haha.

ok enough bragging and wishful thinking and elevating myself. compared to my class in secondary school, phew! blown away by their hard work and sheer genius man.

anyway my physics teacher had some personal problems, so she couldn't see our class through till after the prelims. hope she comes back though, she's a very good teacher and just, nice. so, you can't just throw my class into the deep end of the pool, although by this time, we should be comfortably threading water. to be blunt and frank, my class's stupid. anyway no matter how good the class is, the school will still employ a relief teacher. and what do we get? the best of the lot!

name: WT, L
teaches: nothing. or at least how to be as screwed up as him.
talks: nonsense. and everything that can be found on the answer sheet.

to think i even thought he did the bloody questions himself. he just bloody copies the answers on the board. damn, it's exactly like paying 200bucks for tuition. even though i've not been to tuition before, i think it's a bloody waste of time and especially waste of money (200 is the market rate right?). anyway that's how i view it. waste of time.

he's screwed up. laughs to himself. and just screwed up. useless.

i didn't do my tutorials (as usual) so he asked me and 2others to stand up. all i did while stnading up was to take the chance to study the tutorial i was supposed to be doing, albeit standing up. unlike the other screwed up classmate having fun answering the big screwed up's questions.

haha so anyway, the 2nd tutorial came and i still hadn't done my work. and even if i did, i wouldn't wnat to go for his lessons. bloody hell some teacher mistook our class for his, so my friend called my friend who was ponning with me, so we went up. nahbeh false alarm. we decided to wait to see if S Up would come but we saw him looking at us from far, so alamak cannot pon. anyway he came in and asked if i did the work. so he asked me in a real screwed up way, 'so can u stand at the back of the class?'

obviously i can! but i don't want to. nothing to gain by listening in also. so i asked if i could get out of the class. he asked me why? is it becoz i can't catch anything he's saying? ya ya ya ya to all that so pheeeeeeeeeeew i was out of the class.

so anyway the last day of lessons was on friday and the only tutorial was physics. haha only 10people came to school that day and only 4took physics. damn screwed. i was really really really deciding on going to his class, just the 4of us and all of usasaying we didn't do or bring our work. haha. then we all walk out together. HAHAHAHA man i tell u! in the end no one turned up, i tihnk. HAHAHA. but i wish my plan was carried out though. haha bastard.

ok anyway happy teachers' day. shit man i was among the less than handful of year2s in school today.

like father, like son

let me tell you a really sad story. it's a story about bums in singapore and how they will never ever climb the social ladder and remain what they are: bums. i'm not talking about the bums the ladies have. i'm not talking about the buns BreadTalk sells. (hyper inflated prices, in my opinion.) i'm talking about lazy bums. not the lazy bones you and me (mostly me) will occasionally have but the real bums. their mission in life? bumm their way through it. and i tell you, i'm thankful for them, because they make up the cushion in society, so that you and me may piss and shit on them. and should we ever fall from grace, there's a limit; them.

they story is about a boy and his growing up years, from the perspective of an outsider, me. the story is also about family, which you will come to know about later. this story is about a boy named willy, or whatever it is. i never got around to actually asking him but i'll tell you later how i got to know his name. the story about willy, or dicky, or penis, is a touching tale about modern day hooliganism set in the bustling town of clementi. wow i just set up a real touching plot a la jack neo's pao ba, haizi (run, you kid!). we'll see. hahahahaha.

little willy was a willy. a fucking pain in the ass. if you ever have a willy in the ass, some of you may feel pleasure but with the exceptions of Great Anal Yahoos!, most guys won't like it. and he was a mighty prick when he was so small in primary school. i was a few years older and in the same school. i don't know how i got to recognise him and i assure you i'll be ashamed if i ever got to know him. i think it's mainly because that bloody prick acts as if he's a big fuck and being fatter (therefore bigger even if you're taller), he can bully others. we're talking micro calibration here because it's all still in primary school. so big bully bitch has people always screaming his name, 'willy willy willy!' come to think of it, i don't know if they're insulting him but he responded to that name. so willy he shall be!

that son of a bitch doesn't know his station. he can fucking dare to come up to me in an aggressive manner and start taunting me. for those of you who know my name, it's easy to make fun of it. but that's not the point. the point is that he fucking dares to do it. me being bigger in size and age and he dares it? damn lucky i'm not aggresive or i'll have a criminal record now. so everytime i see him, it's animosity. where's the love y'all? so people grow and gorw. he grows up, vertically and sideways. i graduate from primary school but i still see him around the neighbourhood.

fast forward to this year. we're all grown up. he bigger, fatter and definitely one of the 'brothers'. you know what i mean. those bums bumming around doing what they do best which is nothing and wasting their fathers' money. i would be sympathetic and feel for their parents but the truth is that the younger tan is the exact replica of the older tan. here's to back it up.

my uniform is not reallyn know in my neighbourhood. so when i was walking home with my freshly purchased you tiao and salivating, i heard someone call out, 'hey brother' in that really reeeeeeeeeeealy irritaing tone which we always hear. i looked up. guess what? i saw older willy!!!! it doesn't take a DNA sample to identify the older and younger versions as being related. not when their faces are exactly the same 'beat me up' type. it's exactly the same! i would have mistaken him for willy's twin if he didn't look so much older!!!!!!!

so that bastard continued, with me wondering if he was talking to me, 'monitor ar? prefect ar?'

yes he's talking to me. but i ignored him. then classic, 'you got 2dollar?'

2dollarS. not 2dollar. and when he asked me for that amount, there was even a numerical handsign to illustrate it! you know the v for vitctory sign? yeah that's the 1. and he even smiles that cheesy smile with his hand just his mouth level. damn corny.

fuck you, you bloody bum. no wonder your son is like. it's a vicious cycle, i tell you. and oh, i didn't even bother to speak to him.

idiot!

the idiot's sleeping now. hahaha so cute like a little kid.

handing over's over. so sad man.

wonder what she'll do when she wakes up. licking my lips n anticipation. haha

choir & concert

the concert marks a milestone in the choir's new history, marking a significant change in management and more importantly, music making. it also marks the end of 2years of bonding between the TEN remaining, loyal and committed members after everyone packed up their bags and left after last year's SYF. it also marks the end of a short half year of intense music making, creating the intricate invisible web between choir members and also the fun with everyone, especially with the guys in my case.

wow the post starts out so sentimentally. let's see how it'll end. haha.

the momentum of change started last year with the arrival of a new teacher in charge. a small fry then, so not much could be done. and to think we thought that she was going to be a great teacher in charge since she was so committed. how wrong we were! the arguments with the conductor and all the last minute and never ending changes to songs that were to be sung in less than a week's time, we should have seen this as a sign of more to come.

also, there was excitement of another male teacher who would be joining us. i remember the present S.C. gushing over how it'll be so great. arggh but look at now. more on that later.

so this year, new management change, small fry promoted to big fry, which gives her license to push, even worse than a bloody slave driver. last minute revisions to songs, calling for extra practices not because we were behind in the music making but becasue of her bloody pushiness to do everything her way! and she blames it all on us. thankfully, the only think she did right was to hire a good conductor. but still, i can remember vividly how confused the committee was, especially me, since i don't keep track of things. so, for people who need to be in the know to be confused not because they don't keep track of things, like the P and VP, the quality of her iron fisted management can be fully appreciated.

then there's the other freak. one's a control freak, this one's just a freak. but problem Q.E.D.. i can totally imagine him saying this in his smug and all knowing tone. fucking bastard all bullshit and everything that comes out of his mouth has no credibility. say somethign then people correct him, then diam diam. worse thing is, 5mins later, shit will be shooting out of his mouth. irritating and disrupts conversations or giving out of instructions. but as mentioned earlier, this problem is Quite Easily Done (Solved). just ignore him and that's about as far as you need to o to solve it, although people like the guys don't just stop there. but that's another story. haha.

screwed up managment and iron fisted control right from the start of the year. extract the appeal students when they were happilly in the midst of Orientation. and make them just stand there and sing. what the FUCK? practices have not started for J1s, and you don't even need to know that no one calls people in in the middle of orientation. i pity them because they'll be stuck here for 2years with no way out.

talking about no way out, do you know it's bloody difficult to get out of choir once you've joined it? even if you joined it voluntarily? i overheard a conversation between someone who wanted to quit and the control freak and boy, did i want to slap her. so did those i replayed the conversation to. yuck, she is so damn pushy.

but to be fair, choir wouldn't made it this far and to this standard without her. must give her credit for hiring a good conductor (though i expect a lot of pushing was involved). the standard has really risen overall (excluding me) and the quality of sound is really good. just needs experience i think.

well the past few months, especially the past month has been a really pain and joy at the same time. reaching home at 10+ is no fun. but at the same time, everyone is suffering with you and there'll be bitching sessions that help to relieve the pressure and tension. actually, it's more of sharing and bonding with everyone. haha the guys are real bitches, especially with kakak (abang) around. haha.

it's really enjoyment but if only control freak and the freako didn't have to be there. the sight of them, just repulses me. add the stupid irritating all knowing voice of freako and you get a real pissed choir (or at least me). and then sometimes committee has an idea but control freak wants it her way again and discussions (too many of them) last about 45mins with the whole choir waiting? stupid freak.

i learnt alot from this year, even more than last year about teamwork, logisitics and planning. i didn't do much planning but i learnt planning involves using lots of paper and a pen during meetings, something i don't do at all. i learnt logsitics is hellavu difficult thing to do, especially when you have a bloody control freak who wants it HER way but ends up with decision at square one when HER way doesn't work out. i learnr that teamwork is essential and communication is important, if not disruptive and unnecessary fights will ensue.

shit man there's a little withdrawal symptom i feel now. i think most of the J2s feel it too. haha mattho, jol and i even went with the choir for combined rehearsals and mattho and jol even joined them for sectionals after that. then practice a few days ago and me and mattho felt like joining them after S Paper. hahahaha lucky we didn't get convulsions or anything like that.

oooooh it ends on a sentimental high.

'start a piece right, half the battle is won.'

how stupid is this?

i just realized i haven't blogged about the concert? never mind, another time. got games to play. haha.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UE5-EORgjno

i dunno how to put the youtube thing here, but it'll do. super stupid and funny.

idiot!

thanks for the chocolates and the flower stalk. haha i would have preferred the flower itself though. haha.

thanks for coming down to the concert idiot! and taking care of me!

best of all, thanks for being an idiot!

concert

the concert's tomorroW! haha i managed to sell off all my 20tickets except 1, which is good considering some who sold only 0 out of 20? fantastic man... but hopefully there'll be people turning up at the door to increase ticket volume.

i'm sick and it's because of not enough sleep. practices end so late. just a few bloody days ago, i reached home at 2330. wow that day was damn lucky man. i didn't have enough sleep cos i was doing some script, then woke up and fumbled and basically knocked into things. damn irritating. then kept sleeping throughout the day until practice. practice end, went to take mrt but my bloody ez link spoil! not the 1st time already but still enough to piss me off. then as i was about to tap my temporary card, some guy asked if the mrt was working. i thought siao 1. the thing so bright bright and only 10plus he asking if mrt working. haha realized that he wasn't crazy afterall when the bloody train stopped at each station for damn long and had to transfer train at dhoby ghaut.

fucking pissed! and the sign saying the train is arriving in approximately *30mins* is not very soothing either.

anyway continue this shit for a few days and ta dah, you have a sick ass!

vomitted in the morning but luckily cindy was there to give encouragement. haha. got pom poms and all. and wow is she horny! she asked me to quickly go toilet! haahah...

concert tmr... i wonder how it'll go, after so many months of preparation. then in less than a month, prelims.

wa lao can stop time or not? don't wanna leave school because i can't see the idiot anymorE!

what others say about lipids

cindy says:

arrggh i'm so fat! i want a flat tummy!

i think i'm getting fat!

shit i'm so heavy!

i think i've put on 2kg!

eat so much wait grow fat!

shit la i'm growing fat!

yay i think i burnt fats just now!

my mom's friends say that i'm fat!

ha ha your ******'s a total fucker!
after reading FATTY's blog.

lipids

whenever i think of this person, i writhe in pain and agony. all i want to do is to go up to her and slap her in the face. maybe then her legs will also vibrate because fats are more non-vicous than muscle. haha.

sometimes i tell the idiot and we always burst out laughing, either her at me or both of us together. it'll be me shivering at the thought of all the fats and she'll be beside me laughing her ass off or making it worse by saying some shit like but you can't escape it what. must face up to it.

yuuuuuuuuck disgusting piece of a person man. all fats no character. fuck justin read her blog and said that she's more horny than the both of us combined. haha how true. fat bitch.

now, whenever i check out the enemy's blog, i feel like really going up to her saying,

'FATTY! stop being so horny!' and then slapping her face, just to see her legs vibrate. haha!

haha that is so like the tone cindy uses while talking to me!

shit is falling from the sky!

1stly, i'm somehow known as full of shit by 2groups of unrelated people. and through my actions, i have been described as full of shit, subsequently resulting in my being named from of shit. wow i'm so honoured.

on the day of the dry run of the C.I.P. shit, i got so bored. bored not because i had nothing to do but because i think i had an attitude problem and a problem with the person running the whole thing. while the rest of my classmates were cutting out shapes, i was just using eyepower and muttering evil things under my breathe about how poorly run the whole thing was and how the in charge was totally thinking we (I) were(was) stupid. but on hindsight, problem was with me also because of my attitude.

so anyway i was so bored i cut out 5pieces of paper and wrote 'you are', 'a', 'bitch', 'mother' and 'fucker' on each of them. i asked my friend to chosse any number from 1 to 5 and i picked the pieces. haha so the sentence came out as: you are a bitch mother... but my friend wouldn't open the last word!

'mother what? mother what?' i pressured him.

and he pointed to someone behind me. uh oh. i turned around and it was my teacher! turns out she was there since the 1st piece was opened. haha i ran out of the classroom! haha damn stupid. later my teacher came to me and asked me jokingly, 'do you know what i'm going to write in your testimonial?'

of course i say no la! she told she was gonna write 'xxx is full of shit. he uses only vulgarities during discussions'. haha.

and that was the legend of shit.

and now for shit that drops from the sky! tonnes of them i tell you.

i was sitting at the booth with my friends, both from my cca and classmates and we were doing the poster. suddenly i noticed this sonofabitch sitting at one corner of the table quietly. let me be clear about my views about him. i have absolutely no respect for his views, intellect (if there's any) or him as a person. so my friend who was sitting directly opposite him wa joking with me how he was feeling stupider by the minute because of diffusion. 'a substance moves from a region of higher concentration to a region of lower concentration.' the substance in question was intelligence.

so i wouldn't be caught sitting at the same table as that loser. and it's not as if i went to him. that mutherfarker came to my table. FUCK YOU bitch, whoever invited you?

of course i couldn't tell him that. so i asked him, 'are you buying tickets?'

(stupid look. and give it a drone like that of a cow:) 'er how much?' (scrutinise use of language. again, lack of intelligence at play here. )

'6bucks.'

'er... abit expensive leh.' (focus attention to 2 ers in 2sentences running consequetively in less than 5seconds)

'then are you helping me with the poster?'

'er... no.' (why the ers, i wonder?)

'then would you mind? this is my booth and you're blocking it. (fuck off)'

and shit, he got up and went away! holy fuck he got the hint? hahaha.

then on saturday during practice, i was doing pull ups during breaks.

i heard someone shout, 'up, up not counted!' which i later found out to be from a friend.

then this sonabitch wobbledoodles took up arms and continued the barrage! what the fuck! he is the most obnoxious bastard and so arrogant asshole and i doubt he can even do 5pullups and he' s trying to fucking whatever he's doing to me?

'up up, not counted! chin above bar! up yes good.'

cibai i totally felt like walking up to him and kicking him in the balls. usually i am very firm on this point of attacking balls, but for a lowdown like him, i felt that it was the only justifiable thing to do, considering his status. and you know what? he's a bloody mutherfarker teacher!

in my cca, we call him the most eligible bachelor and of course, if you have intelligence like the previous shit character, you wouldn't understand the sarcasm.

so there! shit really drops from the sky, don't they?

kept promises!

i'm damn glad both of us kept our promises, though it needed encouragement from YOU to help me keep them. see i shy. haha and oh, putting you in CAPS make it sound like i'm talking about this D.O.G. person. more about that later.

haha it's cool the 1st time we talk on the phone after any shit happens. it's all normal talk (read: full of laughing and joking) without any hint of any problems. then after awhile we can start talking about the problems. wow i will never be able to start joking with the person immediately when talking on the phone. it'll be all gloom and doom. so it'll take a special idiot to be able to pull that off. haha idiot i'm talking about you!

from now on, my phone will be on 24/7 awaiting your call, ready for you to turn to me when you need me. 4times is waaaaaaay too much. thanks for telling me.

love ya.

the promise

make a little promise
and seal it with a kiss

are promises just for wimps?
done in a spur of the moment?
the epitome of that moment?
just that moment?

or are we gonna be brave?
and act upon them?
carry them through for all time?
all that time we're together?

no matter what, no matter how, no matter how much we cannot bring ourselves to do it? no matter how futile it's going to be? no matter how much we think it's not going work?

promise made on friday, 14th july. am i going to be a wimp?

happy birthday...

wa lao... the past few days has been totally packed. packed with choir!!!!!! coming back at 10pm is the bloody norm la. much as i enjoy hanging out with all of them, i need sleep! haha i can't function without sleep! like mattho said, we haven't been seeing sunset for many days now, because by the time we get out of the LTs or CC, it's already dark.

but it's quite fun actually, except for the gruelling hours. especially after choir where all the guys will stay back. haha it's because all of us suck! but i suck more than all of them combined la. fuck i totally take my words back about me improveing man, cos the stupid 'fuck you for the music' is totally shit! haha but we really get high man. no drugs, just oxygen. mabbe after everyone leaves, too much oxygen, overdose? haha whole day going HAAAAAAAAAARDDDY GAY WOOOOO! SAY SAY SAY. and all those shit. damn fun man. but tiring!

haha amidst all the action, some little girls birthday came creeping ever so slowly up. in fact, she grew 1cm in the past year! amazing how fast little kids can grow! haha. damn breaks were, for the 1st time, fully utilised because there's absolutely no time at home! ok excuses... i wanna apologize to YOU if all the presents are not satisfactory ok? my effort is nothing compared to your 2weeks of preparation so i'm really sorry if they don't make your birthday memorable.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

you think we whole day take taxi ar?

if you had read the sunday times today, there was a report on the fee hike on taxis. according to the report, it will be better to own a car instead of taking a taxi since the difference in cost is so small that it does not need to be taken into account. pay little bit more, get your own car, so convenient and shiok, might as well buy car? but they based their report on someone who takes a taxi indiscriminately whether it's to the NTUC to buy groceries or to work.

nahbeh you think we whole day take taxi ar?

also, they compared this with buying the cheapest car, made in china. wa lao you want to buy this type cheapo car, you might as well buy a bicycle? yes, it's cheaper and affordable but do you need to even consider buying a car if you have to stoop so low and scrimp and save just for 1? it says alot about your income and yourself as a person. no money still wanna show off. go die la! of course, there's legitimate and justified cases such as using it as a cheap form of transport to send your grandmother to hospital for her thrice weekly pyhsiotherpay but how many of us have grandmothers who need to go hospitals so often?

nahbeh who say buy car about the same as taxi?

take MRT or SBS Mercedes la! bigger is better!

busy bumble bee

there's been choir for like how many few days straight in a row? at least 4, i think, according to mattho. the practices were for the stupid college day. waste of time practising 2stupid songs. but the exposure was good and it gave us lots of things to improve. more on that later.

but 1st, the actual day itself on friday. i was conveniently 'sick' on that day so i missed a few lessons. not that i lost much except only for a short bio lecture. the rest of the day was just giving back test results. wa lao i got like just pass for bio and chem for those sections they gave back la! knn for bio, no prob because i know the remaning section will be quite well done. as for chemi, i have the greatest forebidding feeling. 21/40 and i didn't do 3pages for the remaining section. only a bloody counting error or a typo error will save me man. hahaha. anyway got to be happy about the results, considering i didn't study. but it's a definitely no-no if i'm gonna do this shit again. but at least i have a close approximate of what i'll get if i black out during the actual 'A' Levels. haha controlled test.

so we sang in practise. sound was wonderful and we did the other songs for our concert. i think there's advantages to being super lousy. the other damn pro guy was scolded by conductor for not knowing the score well enough even though he could side read. as for me, i think my lousiness covered up the fact that i hadn't learnt the piece before. damn it man it's totally crash course la! hahaha but must give a little credit to myself and the conductor. he's good and i've learnt and improved alot (or so i hope) and i get things faster. not bad for a basketball convert. haha.

so we sang again, this time the actual 1. it was ok but it was certainly not up to expectations and plenty of room for improvements. dunno what the result would be if issssssssssssac had conducted. i mean, there's a huge difference between a professional and a student and there's no denying that fact; the encouraging and giving the choir more confidence to sing out...

went back to the AVA and had a post mortem. haha that's the word. and then off to eat. bloody hell we thought there was dinner since we collected our boxed LUNCH. after that no more boxes for DINNER. so everyone ate the shit that was from afternoon. i sat with the guys. feeling hungry still, me and zhizong took a little walk in search of food. imagine our surprise when there was catered food!!!!! we went back and told the others to abandon the shit they were eating. haha we got table. rather small, and rather high, about chest level, the kind you can hav cosy talks. haha. kakak and pres joined us and that's when the discussion got real interesting. haha many personalities were mentioned and our views given. very enjoyable.

and today, i think i finshed learning the whole of the song without any formal sectional. damn i'm good. hahahahahahaha now to get it better...

where is the idiot... why are the stupid exams taking so long to be done with? i can't see her!!!!!! but friday with her was wonderful though. haha explains the 'conveniently sick'.

power of Kong

yeeeeeessssh, KongQuble wins it for the team.

more aobut KongQuble and its founding fathers soon.

wind water sun

i give up for bio. 3huge binded stacks of notes to go through and i'm done with only 3/4 of the middle stack. no use burning the midnight oil. gonna be wasted effort when i get so sleepy and nothing gets into my head even though i may be 'looking' at the notes. law of marginal returns.

no sleep, no function. so i shall draw upon the wise teachings of china to guide me through these difficult times.

sturdy rock stands strong immovable

forceful rain and punishing wind do no harm

but gentle water and flowing stream

weather rock away

day by day

be like the water, my young one,

and flow without form,

hit the shit out of the rock (bio)

bit by bit.

-KongQuble

the expanse of water holds volume enough to beat the shit out of bio.

but force, coupled with flowing grace, shall beat the shit out of bio even more.

checks

materials, check, a long long time ago.

instructions on what to do with it, check, today when i realized i'm gonna fail my tests.

where to start, check, today, after that wake up call.

when to start, still checking.

i need time to digest.

oooooooooooooh...

ooooooooh GP is tomorrow.

my friend asked me how to do a Physics question and i bravely said i was 'S' Paper student.

ooooh i didn't know how to do it.

oooooh i'm playing com now.

oooooooh i'm not surprised if i'm gonna fail my tests.

oooooh i'm dead.

i'm a matttt

salah alamak! i thought school holidays end 31june la. but alamak, they don't follow lunar calendar la. lunar calendar for us mats, everyday sunday 1. but only different sundays of the month. alamak, i thought this month got 31sundays la! haha.

so, got problem la! 31sundays suddenly cut short to 21sundays! 31sundays - 1week = 21sundays. so alamak, here's when the problem comes in. i planned my 31sundays so beautifully already. 1st week of sundays, go china. note to self, bring vacuum pack mutton rations for 1week if not i die there. 2nd week, well deserved rest from 1 whole year of slacking la. then last 2weeks, open the books to prepare to score! goals for block test 2.

then suddenly, ALAMAK! where did my 1week of sundays go to? it's alright if you suddenly find one week of sundays missing. at most stay at home ALAMAKING for 1day la! but problem la. N.S. checkup i put on the missing sunday week! DOUBLE ALAMAK! so how la? that missing sunday week, turns out to be test week! TRIPLE ALAMAK! how you tell me?

ahhh... never mind, bandai me call them up and talk to them laaaa... so we talk to them phone and we alamak together, them presto! they changed my date for me. ok boleh, so problem solved.

now still DOUBLE ALAMAK! just now from TRIPLE reduced to DOUBLE. why? ALAMAK still got test la! and the missing 1week of sundays still missing.

normally test no problem for me la, but this time i think i spent too much time passed out after passing out from too much guitar music.

when you have music man, your life is music.

so i play play and play guitar until i forgot the time. but never mind what, all sundays. but now, weekends gonna end soon.

habis la.

health is wealth

i just came back from swimming. damn, i feel healthy! haha. luckily i wasn't accosted by gays in the pool or in the changing room. some guys just have all the luck and i hate it when it's me. haha.

the kiddy idiot wants to run and swim everyday. run in the morning and swim in the afternoon. however, 2 reservations:

1)she doesn't want to grow muscles
2)she doesn't want to grow black

i tell her go and die.

haha and knowing the limits of the human body and also knowming myself and my willpower to fight laziness, i told her i'll only swim in the afternoon. so she said she'll wake up at 6a.m. and run but she'll need me to give her morning call.

wow so loving huh? wanna hear my voice 1st thing in the morning. haha but you realise i myself have difficulty waking up at all, and waking up for no good reason (giving you morning call) at that? haha.

swimming in the afternoon. a very self sacrificing thought. a healthy living thought that will most probably not be realised.

but still i feel healthy for thinking healthy thoughts!

flight

hmmm come to think of it, i'm damn happy that the flight to and from china was a transit flight. hahaha i love planes and i think the best part of the whole ride is when the plane takes off or lands.

super cool! imagine so many tonnes of aluminium, kersosene and human and ariline food lifting off from the ground. imagine going at almost 300km/hour and you don't even feel it! the roar the engines! woohoo man...

so, a transit flight means more take offs and landings! yay! haha other than take off and landing, turbulence is quite fun too! no wonder my neighbour likes it so much too. haha bouncing up and down in air. hmmm but i don't think it'll be that fun if the aircraft just bounces down down down down... haha.

oh random agian but on the return flight on the descent, i think the bloody pilot/stewardess were fucking or something like that, so they somehow hit the pressure switch and messed up the pressure. haha but damn pain la the ear! haha i thought it was gonna burst anytime man. imagine me manning the controls and increasing and decreasing the pressure. haha i think the plane will explode la! haha.

alright off to sleep!

let's you and i...

'take a shot a jesus. if he doesn't work, i'm sure the devil will take you back.' - taken from a friend's nick.

my initial reaction was FUCK YOU!

what's it trying to say? if i don't subscribe to your religion, i'm doomed to eternal damnnation shit? FUCK! and i bet people like you will be getting angry and saying i'm anti-Cxxxxt. and what's my problem? my problem is that i don't believe in life after death and you're going, 'neh neh nenny poo poo, i'm getting lotsa sweets after i die and you're just gonna get fucked in the ass.' oh fuck you.

and you'll say i'm scared. oh shuddup, you people have all the couter arguments compiled in a book just up your sleeve. the worst thing is, you hide behind a shroud of holiness.

but what to do? you're my friend. just that you've been white washed by the huge evil money-laundering corporation which has so grotesquely twisted the meaning of faith.

i hate these type of corporations and the people they breed. oooooh i'm in it and i'ma coooool. you're not? ooooooh how unlucky. how about joining us for a little R&R? consumerism i tell you. totally deviated from the true meaning.

somehow, i prefer the traditional Sunday mass, the type you read in story books. boring sessions yes, but they have faith. nowadays, with all the rock bands and activities 'to attract and make it more appealing to youths', you can't bloody be sure if the people there are posers or true believers. for these organisations, i'm compelled to think it's the latter.

sadly enough, it's people and organisations like these that make the headlines and also the majority. you don't see the true believers (who aren't hypocrites, who don't go around saying, 'you're not part of my FAMILY? oh you're damned.') as who they are until they tell you. you wouldn't know that their faith is entrenched deep in their hearts. they keep their personal friend private. those are the people i respect, both individually and religiously.

PISS ON YOU hypocrites!

fuck blogger

what the fuck! i wasted so much time painstakingly posting about 100photos 5photos at one time and out comes just 1 stupid post which can hold a maximum of 10photos!

bloody hell i was happily uploading and didn't realise anything was amiss until i saw so few photos which were definitely not worth my 45mins! bloody hell

screw u blogger! i'm not gonna post anymore.

photos

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it's very weird how come weird things happen to my friends at the same time.

cow got a mysterious phone call by someone claiming to be someone from her class but there's no such person. but he knows her name and number. wow.

rhino got a phone call in the middle of the night. she didn't know the person also so she shut the phone. after awhile she woke up to find the phone still switched on. hmmm...

i think someone will call me next and ask me why i didn' go choir.

go China go!

reached singapore at about 0330 and reached home at 0500. wow by the time i had unpacked, it was almost 0545 already. haha time to go to school! luckily it's a sunday so i slept till now at 1000.

china was amazing. i think have the accent speaking chinese already. haha.

the trip was a cascade of emotions, at least for me, but i think i speak the same for the others. we had boring sightseeing on the 1st day, then memorable and unforgettable time for the next 2days bonding with our class at Ji Nan's version of a JC. then, time to part and take a 5hour bus ride to tai an to see tai shan (mount tai. haha.). or was it to see the confucius village? whatever the case, tai shan was spectacular because it is tall for 1 thing and it is huge for another. C.V. was a bloody huge tourist trap. fucking lots of shops earning tourist money but the scenery was nice. can't get the greenery back in singapore. 2nd last day was spent in qing dao (green island). foggy weather there and it's damn cold. now i understand why homeless people can freeze to death. we climbed lao shao. holy shit it's spectacular. the tour guide told us that this mountain, though shorter than tai sha, was more heavenly to behold because there's water features. like the chinese phrase 'you shan you shui'. really nice scenery with chunks of rock towering over you. then there's also the dam that looks useless from afar but it bloody holds back tons of water. haha damn nice since we all are mountain bumpkins. wait, we can't be mountain bumpkins. city urchins, more likely.

alright i'll talk about segments of the trip soon; it's too selfish not to share the learning points.

photos up soon. damn while people are complaining about lack of memeory space, i'm complaining i have a thousand shots left. haha

check your mail part 2

hahahahaha i hope u're idiot enough to check this space again. if you do, means i'm good. haha. chec your mail again. the plane didn't come. haha

flying, flying, flown.

i'm taking off in less than 12hours! it's 7pm now and finally the excitement is getting to me. i wasn't kept on my toes the past week because of things like bio SPA. made me lose track of time man...

just reached home after spending time with the idiot. wow it seems as if i'm going away real long but i'm sure we gonna miss each other. haha she did things she wouldn't have done normally... which i find will only make me miss her more. haha.

love her.

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standin' here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye

But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn
The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could die

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go

There's so many times
I've let you down
So many times I've played around
I'll tell you now, they don't mean a thing

Every place I go, I think of you
Every song I sing, I sing for you
When I come back I'll wear your wedding ring

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
Oh babe, I hate to go

Now the time has come to leave you
One more time, oh, let me kiss you
And close your eyes and I'll be on my way
Dream about the days to come
When I won't have to leave alone
About the times that I won't have to say ...

Oh, kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again

check ur mail

idiot if u're reading this, check your mail.

off to china

wow it's just tmr. ok it's 2days from now technically, but who's gonna count that extra 2hours from midnight?

so fast and i'm going china! for 7days... wow. dunno what to expect there. maybe i can meet the guy who conned my phone? then i'll con his pants off him. haha.

7days. wow gonna miss her.

one week

the past week has been a really enjoyable one, starting all the way from sunday.

went for our 1st concert together and wow! we're like the earliest among our school people. 2nd was this male teacher whose sexuality was in debate who came with a 'friend'. after that night, i know there's no debate anymore because his 'friend' was a distinguished looking man about 10years his senior. bloody hell both of them have the gay look la! and it's almost like hollywood where the saggy old man get a young hot girlfriend, only thing is that now, you have a younger but not hot BOYfriend. hahahaha i was betting with idiot if they'll kiss during the performance. hahahahaha during the intermission, we saw them having a chat over a juice. damn they didn't hold hands. haha too bad we couldn't spend more time because it was getting damn late.

and no choir practices until thursday! great! but of all days, they chose thursday. bloody hell. anyway we had performance on thursday. some publicity stint. was really nervous making the announcement in front of all the j2s. hmmm but at least the reception we got from them was very warm and welcoming. too bad the shitty fucking mad chemist had to be an anti climax. i really want to slap him in the balls, if they ever grow at all. fucking piece of shit. he was making some announcement before our performance. i asked kakkak if it was him. yeah general consensus was a yes and we couldn't be bothered. but what got us bothered was when we heard 'choir'. oh fuck! that piece of shit didn't even give us any warning at all! fuck him that pussy. there was a mad scrambled backstage as everyone got into positions. the garbage outside continued time wasting in an attempt to salvage the situtation by forcing information about our concert in his shitty ways. gets people real pissed and he should have just shut up. haha it's damn funny because it gives the people impression that the choir doensn't back him up at all and make him look like a fool. well we finally got on stage, no thanks to shit face and sang. the sound was good and there were lotsa support. then announcement by me! yaya not too bad i hope. haha.

then choir practise later in the evening. fuck fuck why of all days they wanna put it there? such a special occasion and i couldn't even thank the idiot properly for making such a wonderful effort in making the gift. really beautiful. haha...

and friday, the idiot had camp till sat. i went to the children's home for CIP again. this time they were really really uncooperative, mainly because they didn't get to play com because of us. 6 children only. haha one of the boy was really really pissed about it and kept cursing us. it's really damn frustrating to talk to them because they're so hostile. even talking to the wall will have some response in the form of echos. but luckily they warmed up later on. but 2girls were really shitty. rebellious and uncooperative and really feel like slapping them. oh well, be an ah lian all u want. the other 2girls were really nice after a while and yeah it wasn't that bad. haha.

today, choir practise and end of camp for that idiot. dunno why fly all the way to JJ for match. so i could go home, dump the bags and then send that ass home! haha see i make such a good boyfriend.

off to sleep now.

so much for security

Vandals Rock School in the Central/North/ToaPayoh area

yesterday, an aspiring to be top5 JC school inthe Central/North/ToaPayoh area was rocked by a series of vadalism acts. the incidents happened in broad daylight sometime around lunch hour and were carefully executed to coincide with the security guard saboh singh's lunch hour.

the security guard, saboh singh discovered the most destructive of vandalism acts at about half past noon during his numerous yearly patrols around the school. that by itself, is amazing because the occasion where he decides to wake up from his nap is the occasion where vandals sturck.

said saboh singh, 'i normally sit in my cosy corner in some secluded part of the school, taking a well deserved nap and out of sight of anybody. all part of the plan, of course, so that would-be criminals will be lured into a false sense of security. today, i had a very pressing spider sense to make a patrol. as expected, i found one of the shutters to the staircase totally destroyed.'

the extent of the damage was not immediately revealed by the school for fears of more vandalism acts on their cheap and more of inconvenient instead of deterring shutters.

however, a student, who spoke on condition of anonyimouutoureoreru, described the description given by saboh singh as inaccurate.

'he is a frequent liar and totally unrealiable. many a times, i have caught him sleeping under the coconut tree. and he refuses to open the gate to let students out, causing great incovenience,' said the student.

'the shutters were totally smashed in and you would not have thought for a moment that tehy were made of metal. the metal was rammed inwards and the bottom was totally ripped from its moorings. on checking, the metal shutters were just like clothes hanging from the line and waving harmlessly in the wind. the illusion that it was made of sturdy metal was quickly dispelled once the thickness of the shutters were assertained,' continued the student.

'now i know how to get home fast.'

another student, who also spoke on condition of anonymooeurdsfsdfhd for fear of repercussions by the 'tyranic school authorities', said, 'this (the vandalisms) has definitely come about because of growing frustrations at the school. they keep us locked in, like animals in the zoo and the only was out to the mrt is to take a huge walk around the world.'

when this reporter visited the site of the vandalism, he saw for himself the extent of their suffering. students were climbing over the high fences, risking being electrocuted or breaking a few limbs at the least.

it seems that the vandalism is not about to stop soon, judging from the inconvenience which will lead to increasing frustrations.

-leon

close to you

finally it's saturday! i didn't really enjoy weekends last time bcause i preferred school. weekends meant seeing my father which is kinda intimidating. now that i've grown up, in addition to school being totally 100% piece of shit, i love saturdays! i can go out at at will and meet up with that idiot too if i feel like it. haha.

it was quite a short week because it started on a monday. yeah 1 less day of a piece of shit. the week was made even shorter because on thursday, there was a special occasion. so friday will be like a groggy period when u just wake up from a dream. haha. was 'sick' on thursday so missed practice. bloody hell the teachers in charge totally suck. one is a freak the other is a control freak. polling day on saturday, so they die die must replace. fuck they put it on thursday even though there was guitar concert after that. 1.5hours. do what? warm up? assholes.

anyway ponned that shit for something much much more important and exclusive.

and on friday, had CIP helping out at the childcare centre. kakkak was like painting horror stories with the kids running all over her head, the kind you see in movies. haha could really sense dread when we were walking towards the place she was like whining, 'why do i have to go? can i not go?' those horror stories really almost became true when we stepped into the classroom.

'you again ar?'

haha wow that was fast. let's describe the place: small classroom with the plastic tables and chairs. whiteboard on the wall but it's to assign chores. teacher's table at the front corner of the classroom. and at the front, there's a statue of Mother Mary. on each tables, there's the same verse? or palsm? pasted on the top left corner. could tell it's a holy place. other than that, there was a shelf filled with board games with the protective guardian constantly nagging them to finish their work.

haha the kids number about 8, so we took 1 or 2 under our wing. we were supposed to 'guard' them and make them do their assessments. i asked the little kid i was guarding, Ansel, if they had to do this everyday. yup but after that they get to play. then they called the guardian, Auntie Valerie, she was called, an old hag. haiz little kids. but understandable la. haha.

Ansel was like a typical kid. whole day playing with the other kids. kakkak and yl got the tricky 1. sooooooooooo SMALL yet so disruptive. i think he's hardly up to my elbows la. haha. playing with their retractable pens and trying to poke kakkak's boobs. hahahahahahahahaha. damn funny. and they know what's the meaning of 'hot'. then they whisper it as if it's some bad word and giggle. haha.

'do you know what the meaning of 'hot'? it means sexy.' then giggles all around. hahaha.

then there's also talk about dragons and dungeons. i swear kids are getting more and more educated nowadays la! my 'education' also began around that time but i don't think it was that in depth. haha. then finally 5p.m. and we left. the kids chionged to play badminton. haha waves by to them.

hmmm one of them looks like my bro when he was young. long lanky and skinny type. the face also about the same. hahaa but my bro was quieter. not sure if dumber too. hahahaha.

commitment and to commit... what's the difference?

my name...

my name is not xxx xxx xxx.

it's xxx xxxxxx.

and why? because a little girl wants it that way.

fun filled saturday

fucking mad mood on thursday night. bloody hell i had to register my sim card and it seems that procrastination is the word of the day man. everywhere seems to have people registering their sim cards because the last day for registration was only 2days away. as a result, the bloody network JAM. bloody hell. i went with my neighbour to register after having dinner together. long time didn't hang out with her already. bloody busy with sleeping. haha. so we waited for half hour at 7/11 but still tak boleh. haha we talked about the ingredients of the different facial foams for males and females. seems like the guy's 1s are lile for scrubbing off the whole face with so many acid ingredients. haha.

so we went to NTUC to while away the time and bought the foam for the stupid cindy who was too lazy to buy. haha by the time we came back, still tak boleh! fucking shit man. my neighbour said my face turned really black. fuck man 1hour doing nothing and still cannot? so we walked to watsons and went to mac to wait. at mac, i was like getting inspiration for my announcement the next day and she said it was from her. haha bloody hell. anyway that 10mins there was how long it took for me to prepare the annonuncement. haha.

went back to watsons, cannot again. damn fucked up. haha. come again another day, they said. fuck u, bitch. haha. anyway reached home and was still pissed off. hmmm i was a little harsh on cindy. poor girl always putting up with me. luckily she's the whole day laughing type. haha if not, hmmmm, bad bad bad bad.

anyway the next day, we had some publicity stunt. sang badly i think. then made announcement. quite lor sor. haha. the whole fucking day was a waste of time man. physics teacher didn't come. so we had maths. then physics lecture and end school. fuck went ot meet justin after that. knn we had to trawl the whole of the north to find a bloody arcade. bloody expensive too. ended up palying mario kart. damn lame. haha. supposed to go tkd after that but it was quite late already. by the time i woke up, it was 645 and bloody raining. nonono no good for fighting. hahaha.

sat's rather censored. but it was fun playing games with her. dunno why her fun is not = game. haha. cool sitting down and shooting the breeze... with an idiot by my side. totally out of this world experience. you guys should get an idiot too. haha.

I is for I!

ok this will be a very very selfish post and everything you'll see below is about big fat ME. invert it around and we get WE but that's a totally different thing altogether.

today's assembly talk was very very entertaining and interesting. our big shot gave a talk about 'interviews'. boring subject right? somehow, peppering (ok la... showering) it with her own experiences really really made it more interesting. my teacher was sitting beside me and was looking at me when the big shot said something like you must have passion to impress the interviewers. my teacher said, ' hear that or not? it's not just about good looks. must have passion.' haha... i told you this post will be narcissistic. i wanted to say something but you know, since it's on the topic of interviews and confidence is one very main point, i must take that compliment without beating about the bush. haha guidebooks on how to scre with girls also say the same thing: if you have a compliment, don't gush 'really? oh where? thanks!' very unsuave. a simple and confident thank you will push the oomph factor.

ok anyway today was temperature taking exercise. i didn't bring my thermometer as expected. rather than join the snaking queue to have my temperature taken, i borrowed my friend's thermometer. wait... i'm not as disgusting as to use someone else's thermometer even though SOMEONE's nephew put it under his armpit. haha neither is my friend. so, to be exact, i borrowed his thermometer and temperature. i took the thermometer after he has stuffed it in his mouth, pretended to wash it and take the temperature. viola!

haha anyway there was a career talk on career planning. hmmm interesting. 2talks tying in with one another. which got me thinking: i wanna fly planes but i know nothing about planes. i have the passion (i hope) but i don't have any knowledge at all. mainly because i'm too lazy. damn i should be doing something. haha.

shit i'll have to make announcement tomorrow. shit i haven't even drafted the script. daaaaamn...

p.s. YOU should be doing your P.I.! not reading my blog!

egypt

if you wanna know where's egypt, ask cindy. she has egypt very close to heart. so close, it's up her ass. hahahahhahahaha.

egypt's in Africa u dumbass!

she asked me where's egypt. i told her it's in africa. she told me it's in russia. i told her friend to find egpyt up her ass. hahahahaha.

anyway i love it when we're standing apart on the bus yet somehow along the long long bus ride, we end up being so close. hmmm...

sports day tmr... i'm fucking not going. i don't think there'll be any events other than the 10 x 200m which i'm not attending. shti if only there wasn't CCA. arrggh... better spend the time wisely tonight. need to catch up on homework. haha therefore, shall spend the time planning what to do tmr so i won't feel so guilty.

it's over

the 2 most difficult words of the week. i had to pace up and down the whole house for an hour before i finally typed them!

anyway we defied the probability/stasticis formula shit. take that, you maths suckers! haahahah.

stubborn me and she who acts only at the last minute. wow we can really square off man.

she saved it in the nick of time.

heads or tails

heads, i dump her.

tails, she dumps me.

is this a fair game?

answer: this is not a fair game. even though probabilty is 50/50 and expectation is 0, i suck at maths. therefore, it's always ...?

hung up

been feeling very troubled lately, or at least for the past week.

at least yesterday's little outing with rhino and cow lifted my spirits a little. could tell them a little of my troubles and they keep disturbing me back. haha. and thanks for all the cursing ya?

I DON'T FUCKING UNDERSTAND WHY SHE CAN'T FUCKING MAKE THE EFFORT TO FUCKING CONTACT ME IF I DON'T. I'M SICK OF ALWAYS TAKING THE FUCKING INITIATIVE. I TOLD HER AND I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH ACTUALLY GOT INSIDE. WHAT THE FUCK?

I FOROGT TO BRING MY PHONE OUT YESTERDAY AND WHEN I REACHED HOME AT 6, THERE'S NO FUCKING MSG.

fuck it. cow says there's something bloody wrong. can't agree with her more.

obviously i don't mean as much to you as you do to me.

'It's over. You can carry on doing your own things without having to worry about anyone being angry. Or did u even worry in the 1st place?'

venom to spiderman: we could have been great together, doing great things together. but nooooo, you had to do this.

jerry maguire: you complete me.

jump if your penis is shorter than 1m!

hahaha came out in the newspapers yesterday. JC student jumps to death because of obsession with his presumed small penile size.

damn. girls are so lucky. they don't have to worry about this. haha but they have boobs to worry about. nothing a little collagen can't fix, even down there. even for boys. just be sure not to hit any artey. and oh, a needle and some self-mixed cement doesn't guarantee success.

TGIAF (thank goodness it's almost friday)

it's been a rather eventful week. come to think of it, eventful = full of events right? haha quite good word play.

following up on the PW hoo-ha, the school authorities deemed it serious, or shall we say troublesome enough to nip the source of unhappiness in the bud. while we were having lecture, someone big walked in. now, you don't often get someone from higher authority sitting in on lectures, do you? it's one thing for little classroom discussions but an entirely different thing for lectures. come to think of it, it's not really a taboo. it's just that it's not commonly done. if it were the other way round, then i think it'll be better anyway. lesser classrooms to go to. haha but to access the teacher...

anyway, after walking in and out of the heavy double doors so as not to announce her presence, she took over the mic from the lecturer and proceeded to give us a little talk on the online petition. the school authority was quite amiable over the whole incident but one point which i totally agreed with was that no chance was given to the school to try to rectify the situation. by now, everyone will have this drilled into their heads: results were released on thursday and the subsequent 3days were public holidays. who would come back to school to discuss the dismal results on public holidays?

the boy who started it was too kancheong spider la. today, an even bigger shot spoke to all of us. this time, she wasn't so amiable because some people made some not very nice remarks that did not have anything to do with the petition at all. haha. anyway, i hope if the school reviews the PW results, my grade will jump by 1. just hopefully.

200m last week was dismal. totally got burnt. can still see the scorch marks on myself man. haha secondary and tertiary level standards really differ man. top 3 was guaranteed last time but this time kena thrash man. can't blame it all on myself though. haha didn't train at all for the last 2years.

inter-class 10 by 200m today. dismal performance again. haha. the guys had all their places sorted out. for girls, it was all sorted out already. then, some bloody buffon called the substitute for the girls to join them. so now we have one extra girl and a problem. someone's got to go home unhappy. i wished it was the buffon who called the substitute along. not the substitute's fault at all because if she hadn't barged in on anybody. if she hadn't been invited by that buffon, everyone would be happy; subsitute blissfully ignorant and everyone on the team would get to run. arrggh.

what else? oh... our teacher gave us motivational posters each! you know the ones you see on pasted on walls? yeah that's the one. mine was 'good is not enough if better is expected and best is possible.' my classmate asked if the poster our teacher gave me had something to do with laziness. haha quite apt.

tkd tmr. haven't gone for a long long time. gotta get those kicking legs back. and oh! finally, after hearing announcements for trainings for ALL the other T Papers, there's finally for Newtonian T Papers. stmulation of the mind starts monday. and i get to skip lessons. how cool can that be man?

and yeah vick, i can't stop. too much in me that'll be wasted if the world doesn't hear. haha.

PPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEDOUBLEU

seems like there's a furore over the results of PW and i can understand why.

'mrs xxxx better watch out man. if my class sees her, she's dead la!'

totally reflective of the sentiments of most people in my school, even those with a band2. if it is only restricted to a few grumbles by a few people who feel their marks were not worth their calibre, then it can be totally ignored? but the majority of the cohort?

one view struck me the most and it goes: the only group in my class that got a band2 was the one which didn't follow instructions and guidelines.

i think what the person meant was that that group didn't follow the instructions of that particular xxxx. my friends in her class all wanna beat her up. following all her instructions come to naught in the hope that they'll please that piece of shit. nooooooooo... and i can testify that's she 's a fucking lousy teacher. she took most of the PW lectures and i must say i am totally thankful i did not pay any attention.

however, credit must not go to my lack of attentiveness but also to my groupmates and tutor (fortunately not her!) who were so dedicated in making the project the success. did i tell u my class go the highest percentage of band2s? a big fish in a small pond man, but it's a start. haha.

well, fuck her. i'm off to sleep. haha. school tomorrow and i don't know i'm going to face the rest of the year. cindy tells me to get good results and fuck off from here. i'm taking that soldi piece of advice man.

the 5month plan

in 5months, i shall finish studying maths and overtake the industrial superpowers in production of fine, quality answers. tutorials are a bonus but not necessary. however, i realize doing tutorials is part of getting the machinery moving along fine and quick.

in 5months i shall do each and every tutorial of my sciences.

big, bold and scary moves but the big A threatens to jump out of eac hand every corner i near. and that's even scarier.

and anyway, seeing that baldy immediately when i enter the sit is disconcerting. haha.

why have i aint' no G?

take a look at this picture. focus your attention on the guy on the left.

now add the speech bubble, 'YOU AINT GOT NO G!' to him.

i know this guy personally and he's a rapper wannabe. he goes around with lotsa bling and lotsa repect. he goes around thumping his shoulder and saying, 'he's mah man.'

has style and lotsa respectTM but cindy feels like slapping him whenever he does that. HAHAHAHAHA.

i told him i changed my number on msn and he told me, 'i gotcha, my man.'

oh fuck i wanted to slap him myself! HAHAHAHAHA.

so for now, i'll dedicate the title for this blog to him.

and i seriously think the caption really really suits the picture man.

if you know me...

if you know me... and if you really must link to me, please just use K.L..
if you know me... and you fucking bao tuo to teachers AGAIN, i'll kill you.

ground breaking ceremony

test, test, and we're off!

after months and months of hiding in the dark, i've finally picked an auspicious day and time to start a blog again! actually no, it was more of laziness and somehow i got bored and decided to do something time consuming instead of studying maths.

it was also partly due to reading my neighbour's blog. so much emotion conveyed in a post. of course you can't expect her to be emotional in every post but yeah, posts which are supposed to be full of emotion really carry the message across.

i realized blogs are a means to keep in contact with people whom you don't meet everyday but are still part of your life. when i deleted my previous blog, i think i lost contact with a few of my friends because we are not the type who go msging each other 'i miss you's and that type of shit. i'm sure many people don't do this shit. unless you're a girl. haha. checking my blog daily and going to my friends' blog became an as and when affair only if i wasn't too lazy. likewise for others, i don't think they knew what the heck i was up to after i deleted the blog because that was sorta liek teh only casual means of communication without any party having to make any serious effort. from this, you can tell i'm lazy and i have lazy friends. haha.

i think i'm totally isolated form this world. i used to say fuck my school and blame my lack of friends here on it. i didn't think friends can be made here at all. but then i realized it's not the school; it's the fucking class. except for a few people, i don't think i clicked with anyone at all. the class i was in was like a collection basin for losers so you had something like a pot luck party of losers. thinking again, those losers don't really make any difference if you still make friends with the normal people. so the conclusion is, i'm the root of the problem.

alamak! i've like only 1 or 2 people's names in my phone (that 1person's name not counted). damn it man, being a genius is so hard. and damn it too, i think i've become soft. time to get my fantastic 'A' Level results and fuck off from this school!