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Dang.
This is the first post in 2 months and 8 days. HA.
Ah, ok, Term 1 has just ended with not a single Sec 3 class with an MSG of <3. We (3B) got 3.29, ha, we thought it might be quite close to the 3.00 barrier but NOOOOOOOOO......... some other class got like 3.05 or something. LOL.
Yeah, but my MSG sucks too. 3.5 with Maths C5 (2AU slices your gonads), and my other bad result was IH with B4 (2AU also). SHIT. I only gained 7 ACE this Term. 3 for Physics, 4 for IH. This sucks. Really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, need to buck up for Term 2, and grades are also damn important during NCO-ship.
Anyway, it's the holidays now, March, only a week, and to read some crime novel called 13 Steps Down which we all bought at the start of the year for English Book Circle. Bah, sounds boring, I read till the 5th page and threw it aside for 4 weeks, until now. One agonizing discovery today, or maybe a long time ago already: pull-up is the major physical aspect which I have to train up like hell on now. Yep, NAPFA is coming up too. Pok...
Looking back on my earlier entries, I said I would post once in 2 or 3 days. What a joke. Look at the gap now, 3 months. I'm (not) lazy. [ Sigh ], anyway, today's training highlighted my weak pull-up form, only 3 or 4, and after that it was street soccer near SALT Centre.
So, GOOD LUCK FOR TERM 2, to me and all friends.
And you might wanna watch this, Believe it or not, Imade this. Oh, you don't? Don't worry, look at the name of the guy who posted this video and you'll know......
Ok, the time that separates this entry and the last is about 2 months+. During that time this webpage was like, dead. Probably because I was too lazy to post anything due to the routine events during the holidays (wake up, play, lunch, surf the net, dinner, tv, sleep). 2007 has arrived and now me and me friends and dudees are Sec 3. Freaking fast. The first week has ended and it's like the coming pressure is more or less implied. It seems like there's a lot of self-studying.... and I hate self-studying. Most distracting.
Right, lemme do a quick summary of 3B's teachers. Form teacher is Mr. Yap Shinn, Physics teacher, looks quite the nice guy; he's 27 and he says he loves to travel. Daniel made a remark like, "He looks as if he's damn easy to bully". Dunno, we'll see about that...
Chinese, Miss TanSC. Same one as my Sec 1 Chinese teacher. Don't get deceived by "Miss", she's in her 40s maybe 50s...She likes to exaggerate almost everything and scold students because of their "bad habits", then each scolding turns into mini-lecture. Some say she's mad about etiquette. I think she's crazy about Wushu.
Maths, Mrs OoiTL. She says she's been teaching at HCI for about 20 yrs. Yea, the bad thing was that we purposely pronounced her name as "Oi!" instead of what she told us, "Wee"? I think.
English, ha, I think this is the worst teacher and teacher officer(npcc) we've met so far this year. LokeLF, she came in and started bitching us around and for the rest of the lesson during personal introductions she always had to cut in, especially during mine, talking some smart "facts" and using indirect sarcasm.
And IHC Social Studies, Joyce Ling, she's just a self-proclaimed over-stressed teacher. Yep, she wrote on the board her age, 30. 'Bout 10 minutes later she changed it to 29, saying her birthday was near. Maybe she's so stressed she doesn't even remember her age well.
This is probably my longest entry yet. Er, yea, and this following Star Wars video/parody was one I found last year I think. It has some relation to the American TV show C.O.P.S.
I'm going crazy over soccer. And I've resumed playing FIFA 2004...How shitty and outdated is that?... I'm just slacking away the holidays after camp ended and I'm not doing anything extremely beneficial or constructive. Zzz... Anyway, Chelsea lost for the 2nd time this season in 11 games, this time to Tottenham, who broke the curse by beating them for the first time in 16 years (was it 16? Or 32?).
Ok, if you're a Chelsea fan reading this post please dun get angry. [ And don't read any further. ] But, HA, CHELSEA LOST, HOW SWEET IS THAT?! Ahem, ok, if you're a Chelsea fan and you're still reading this, please divert your attention to a Sports Channel or something. The following image may provoke you into a seizure and consequently it might cause you to flame me, which is rather undesirable. Ready? Ok, Chelsea fans, turn away.
That was bad. Of me. If you would like more information on the match, possibly because you're anti-Chelsea, go to http://www.espnstar.com/epl/epl_results.html . Here's another video shown to me by my neighbour; it's just pure ectasy for one team, a lot of agony for the other. Listen to the commentator's tone and sarcasm, it made me rofl. It's a match between an American Club called American Samoa against Team Australia. The final scoreline was 31-0. YES! Thirty-one to nil! Not 32-0. The referees or whoever lost count of how many goals. Wtf. "Must be some world record". You may want to go to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1wg9ox9F7Vw or watch here.
I haven't been posting for quite a while. I think I get less interested in this but at least I posted. Zzz. School term ended at 26 Oct 1.30pm. Today's Friday and *holy crap* 2 days later there's camp. Dunno whether I should feel worried or confident about my standards. I still feel that *HE* is trying to crush me mentally. Ah, forget it.
Not only camp, but I feel that I'm just gonna slack away my whole 2-month holiday by sleeping and playing Xbox. I mean, wtf, look at Hansen, he's MUGGING even after the exams have ended. This year my MSG is 2.00, and 20th in class. Shit. Because of ACE and OP, hope I will be more active in Sec 3. But then, I'm still so immature, can't even imagine myself advancing to Sec 3. Yep, I'm getting lazier and feeling less attached to the school after the reckless MOE incident. Hopefully YeoHJ REALLY didn't really mean to bar me from Special Progs.
I've been sitting in front of the TV playing Xbox and destroying my eyes the last 2 days. Games like Halo (yes I know I'm a bit lag on that game), Top Spin ( <-- for suckers) and KoTOR2. But never mind, signing off....
So today officially marks the end of the Sec 2 End-of-year exams. Yep, I can't say I screwed up, also can't say I did my best. Basically I scraped through it all. English on 6/10, Chinese Compre and Geography on 9/10, then Literature on 1 day itself --> a freaking sadistic 3-essay paper, screw you Daniel, you got off easily... Yeah, followed by Maths & History, then today was Chinese Compo, I think I wrote something worthy of a high B3; I mean I had 5 mins left so that called "Ok" is it not?
I definitely know I didn't study as hard as my friends. Partly due to the fact that my special programme for Sec 3 may be cancelled because of... go read my entry(s) on the MOE thing. Ok, Yeo's a bitch. She got some blubber of fats concealed under those make-up and her clothes, she looks like a blobby gnome. @SS. Hate her, stingy rat.
Yeah so the Exams are over but there's training tomorrow: PT Test (wtf), and its like I forgot how to prepare my uniform. But everybody thinks tomorrow's training is too soon, should at least give us a week to train up. Shit, I don't even feel happy that Exams are over... the prospect of tomorrow's training. Just have to endure.
I seem to be getting into a lot of trouble lately... First the survey language thing (mostly my fault), then today during chinese class some mad shit involving me, Eugene, David (龟棚? ha, I dunno how to write his chinese name XD) and Hao Jie....and Eugene's paper "sperm" made from foolscap paper. It was the last 2 periods, chinese, I think nearing the end. Eugene just tossed me the paper sperm and I SWEAR HE TOLD ME TO THROW IT AT DAVID. Ok, maybe not, but I hope I really heard that. Yeah, Eugene, if you ever read this and think that you didn't say it then I'm sorry. But anyway, I turned to my right, made a wild throw, and it landed on the left-back of David's head.
Yes, and here I really have to say that there might be something wrong with his nerves. Right, normally, if a guy gets kicked in the nuts, he would most probably feel pain in his stomach. Just 2 days ago, David's balls got rammed by Eugene while we were playing playing soccer and he didn't feel anything near his stomach until the time when he went back to class, like 15 mins later. Weird? Yes? No? Maybe? Ok never mind, back to the sperm thing. When the thing hit his head, he looked BACK, not left or left-back. Then after that, I think Hao Jie, Eugene and David started throwing at each other, I wasn't much involved at this point and after.
And shit, Teo saw them and made Eugene and David the goon stand. You would think I'm covered but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Since I started throwing first, I was also guilty and damn, Eugene talked me into standing up to admit too. Dang, Teo gave me that "I-can't-believe-you-did-that" look and after some consideration she made the three of us do an 800-character long compo, explaining what happened and why.
I dunno why I got involved in this. And I'm still not in the mood to revise anything. Just flipping open the History textbook makes me "sian"....shit this, I NEED HELP+++
Anyway, check this out, the last part is...attitude. Hopefully not like me in the future.
Actually for now, I think I should post on alternate days, shoud be better than updating everday, which is kinda tiring.
Anyway, the A Cappella show yesterday at Victoria Theatre was quite good, considering they sang Evanescence's Bring Me To Life and My Immortal ( <---- you might wanna listen to it or download...), it kinda seem like some particular songs which are originally sang as rock or some other genres can be easily remixed into A Cappella songs. Maybe it's because of the rhythm or the instruments used in the original songs. Dunno... Some songs just weren't for me and made me feel like sleepy shit while Teo CM was behind me. I really have to say that some of us (including me), were being damn freaking @SS! because we just crowded over Lester's PSP like piles of shit which result in TeoCM coming over to confiscate his PSP during the 15-min break. I think that made him damn depressed and worried about "eh I forgot to let her put the cover on otherwise the PSP will get scratched one eh". Well, he called the first group of performers "damn f***".
Oh yeah, and I have to say that the disco lights flashing around during the Madonna tribute OWNED. Talk about something horny, Daniel actually tried to touch a girl sitting in front of him. Or was it that he was playing Truth or Dare? Anyway, to me it seemed like an attempted molestation. It's normal for him, because HE TOLD ME TWO DAYS AGO THAT HE TRIED TO TOUCH AN NJC GIRL ON THE BUS. Oh, and NOOB IUH PAY was sitting in front of me, it was kinda distracting because I was so very tempted to use something, ANYTHING, to dissect her brains for the disgusting way she has been treating our class 2C.
Before we went for the show which started at 7.30pm, me and Lester went over to Daniel's house to slack away the afternnon. Lester just couldn't control his wild nature and he openly went to SOME website, right in front of us. Cai Yong also came at 3 or 4.
Much more to write about, but I think i should control my entry length, so that people won't get pissed off by the amount of words and refuse to read it.
Sigh... This would be the first sad thing I post on this journal. Tuesday, I reached home, to see my maid, Siti ,and the maid next door talking to each other on the doorstep. At first I was looking down, but consistent sniffing sounds from those two made it sound strange. Then I saw their red noses and sore eyes when I asked her about some home matters. I thought better to not pursue asking questions, afraid that they may provoke her into crying again.
The shock of the month for me came when my mum revealed the news that Siti's husband in Indonesia died of lung cancer. She just read the letter in the morning, but he died on somewhere near 1st September. I stoned for the whole day. Couldn't say anything to her, my mum just told me to show some respect and concern to her. 5 cups of coffee a day plus excessive smoking and drinking maybe. And once sent to the hospital to vomit blood. Then lung cancer, last stage, terrible death. Terribly SAD.
I could almost feel how it feels to lose someone in your life. Well, this incident crossed my path of life, a few more such incidents are bound to come, be it family, friends, or someone else I know, I hope I will able to cope with the difficulties and sorrow when it occurs.
Why the hell am I blogging? I think I'm influenced by my friends. Ok in the periodic table only 2 elements will make it. XENON AND BISMUTH. THEY SOUND TOO COOL FOR SUPERMAN'S TIGHT S-SIZED SHIRT. HA. But I chose bismuth, it kinda sounds like some prehistoric beast's name. Dunno, maybe it sounds different to others. I think I'm a noob at blogging. YES. HA. [SHIT I FEEL IDIOTIC WHEN BLOGGING THIS ENTRY, I SOUND LAME. YES. HA.]
911... World Trade Centers,Pentagon, Osama bin Laden, or Osama Dustbin Ladyfinger, that sonofab!tch.
Did the terrorists really plan for this date? 911 is the police hotline in USA... 184 lights shining from the pentagon on September 11 to, er, is the word commemorate? They represent the 184 passengers who got their skulls smashed, burnt, splattered, lungs gutted, teeth knocked off for 100m, er. well, basically, died. Nvm. They should put 187. Or maybe 184 plus the no. of terrorists who went along with the 184 on the plane(s).
Hopefully Osama gets some shit disease and dies before he teaches some Pakistani or Afghan swoon to be his apprentice or what... the f. HA.
Anyway, I came across some weird, discriminating, sadistic, whacky videos on youtube that can relate to 911. Share--- nvm just take a look. And pls laugh. Wait, not some. But 1 video only. Damn.
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