Whoo. I just woke up from a 3hour sleep. I feel, okay. The weather today's crazy. I can't really say I hate it, but no I did not like it completely. I slept very well as it was really cooling. The bad thing is, the rain made my bag wet despite having an umbrella. One important form in my bag was all soaked and torn. And, my new racket I got today was all messed. I was so freakin' pissed.
Then the umbrella was totally messed up la. It's like if it's happy, it will open full. Not happy, show attitude. It felt so inappropiate. I pull the stupid thing right up. Yet, it just would'nt click. So bo bian carry a half-open umbrella. Then when I was waiting for 960, this teacher was at the bus stop. She told me to tug in my shirt. I was totally shocked. My shirt was indeed tucked in, just that I pulled it out a little. It was still tucked in.
Ohoh, and the funniest thing right, was one stupid act cool Sec 1 boy. It was raining, the guy came to the bus stop with a umbrella. He was talking to his other friend. Then, he said the stupidest thing infront of a teacher.
"Oh I forgot to tuck out my shirt. Haha"
Then he pulled in out. I was about to laugh but I contained. He was 'kena-jected' a few minutes later.
One thing about the 960 bus. I waited so long for the stupid bus. I expected a nice, super-long bus. Instead, it was the short-short one. Like wtf? Lucky there were not many people boarding the bus.
The computer is lagging on me.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Today was Enrichment Day. These days come round once a year and rock! There are no lessons on this day. You just have to go on an excursion that will help you learn something new. For me, I went to the NEWater plant in Bedok-Tenah Merah that side.
I am actually very impressed with Singapore's technology. It's so much better last time. The whole NEWater thing was very well organised and I think everyone should go there and 'see-see look-look'. I'm am not completely sure if you can free roam. I'm guessing not. They have tours at 9am, 11-sth, sth-sth and 4pm, which is the last tour.
You will see what are the processes that make used water into NEWater. The thought of used water seems disgusting, but once you see how 'kiasu' Singapore is in putting more purification processes, I think you would be convinced. Wait let me get the paper here.
First theres the Microfiltration stage. This process gets rid of the Suspended solids, viruses, bacteria etc. This one just purifies the water mildly. The killer one is, Reverse Osmosis. It gets rid of every single impurity. Most countries stop at this stage, but being 'kiasu' Singapore pushes it to UV Disinfection. This process completely purifies the water until cannot purify. But it lowers the water pH value to 5.7. It has to go through water conditioning, whereby you add Sodium Hydroxide and Sodium Hypochloride. Something like that. Just visit the plant, it's really fun.
NEWater, at first, tastes very chemical like. But you'll get used to it. It's sweet once you let the water settle down. It's cool. Lol on the bottles, they call it 'Reverse Osmosis (RO) Water). I think they just want to show off their English skills or something.
Oh and the tour guide is really nice. I mean her character's good, and I can tell she knows a lot about her job. They speak quite well too. Like whoa, better than some of us.
Then when the whole thing ended, it was like 10+am. We went back to school and had a long recess. Since I'm not much of a soccer player anymore, I do not play soccer with the class. They are all attitude people and only pass the ball to good players. So if you want to play, you can jolly well 'AFK' on the pitch. Now I totally hate long recesses. Since different people go to different excursions, the canteen is not so crowded. We just buy our food, eat, then buy some drinks or whatever. Guess what? Only a few minutes have passed. You are contented with your meal and want to go to the classrooms to study, but since there are no lessons today, it's boring.
Oh and in the train today, I was devising a plan to 'pangsei' one of my classmates. A threat-free, funny, 70% successful 'pangsei' mission. All my plans are too dangerous. It involves perfect timing and you stand a chance to die. It's not very nice.
Well I will update on that as soon as Monday comes by.
at
8:18 PM
Monday, February 26, 2007
Do not laugh at my school rules. Well, everyone has to surrender their handphones before school to ensure we do not get distracted by it during class. I personally dislike this rule. Aren't teachers sadistic? They want the student to suffer right? So what for ask the students to surrender their handphones? If they catch us playing with it, they have all the right to confiscate it. Why I hate surrendering handphones? You have to put your name on it. It totally spoils the image of the phone man. My phone's ugly now. I just don't get it.
Maybe this is to perhaps, taking away the temptation? Come on, who gives in to temptation that easily. Everyone knows how to prioritise...right? I mean studies and handphone, which one weighs more? Common sense will tell you studies what. Unless you are an idiot. Then, otherwise. I think I should take a break from the computer. It's giving me headaches. Stupid maths problems. I shall play some soccer.
I like pie.
at
7:42 PM
Sunday, February 25, 2007
This is the first time in 2007 I'm actually hating to go back to school. I don't know why. I just feel like slacking, or maybe I'm just tired. I really have no clue. I don't want to get a scolding tomorrow for not handing in stuff, or doing wrong things, or any 'scoldable thing'.
You know the game Sims? It's fun! I'm a lil' sadistic sometimes, therefore I ask one of the Sims' to cook something with the stove. Hopefully, they will set the stove on fire, since their cooking skill is 0. When they set the stove on fire, all of them will scream. In the process, one of the Sims' will get burned, and eventually die. There was once, the fireman too caught fire. It was really hilarious. Next time, I will surround one of the Sims with a fridge and a few stoves. Oh and some tables to put their food. Force them to cook and eventually kill themselves.
Come on I'm not like that in real life. Since this is a game. I'm killing data. Not real people.
Another thing I really LOVE to do, is to trap people. I will just type in a cheat that allows you to build/delete anything, anywhere. When I see my neighbours walking pass my house, I will build a fence, and surround them. They will get very pissed, well because they do not know how to climb fences. They sleep while standing up as there isn't any room for them to lie down. I just leave them they, to suffer. Evil isn't it? Those NPCs, eg. newspaper girl, the person that gives you your bills, always cheat. After a certain amount of time, they sort of teleport away. So there isn't anymore fun.
I ate one bar of chocolate today. It was the 'Crunchie' brand. I like to eat that chocolate bar.
at
10:46 PM
Well I'm blogging about yesterday, since there were people in my house that day, and did not have to opportunity to blog. I was bored so I slept while they were still there. Anyway, it's SJI vs ACS(I) in squash friendly. As expected, SJI, the school I'm in, got pawned. Fear not, ACS(I) has good players no doubt. I won my match 3-2. The funny thing about my team is that, I broke my racket on Thursday, and the another guy burst his string on the day itself. Of all the 365days we have, it must be today. Why? Why like that??
I played to first 2 sets with my broken racket. The tension was not there, thus I could not play a drop shot. I could, but it always hits the tin. Come to think of it, I never did a sucessful drop throughout the match. I just kept playing crappy drives. Halfway through the match, my coach passed another racket. It was a Prince racket. I hate Prince rackets. They have a heavy head and I just can't hit well with em'. I could not play properly. The drives I hit were always touching the side wall. My drops were either too low or just too freakin' high.
My opponent was also quite tyco. He got dunno how many nick services. I just tried to keep myself cool. I was frustrated but, if I'm frustrated, I can't play well.
Then the guy in-charge of the whole event, kept asking me to ref/mark the match. I had to do it match after match. It's like, ref finish match --> go down give him the score sheet --> seat down watch match --> ask me ref another match. Then it continues from phase one. I shall not criticise one of their players for his really bad behaviour. Nope I will not elaborate on that point.
Oh and catered food was little.
at
8:18 AM
Friday, February 23, 2007
I have to note that, you should not tell your parents about what your friend's parents say about your friend's marks if you have an equally bad mark. Why? This will end up in comparison. Something which I totally hate. Nevermind, turn off from results. Don't care them. No blog bout them.
Do you like blasting out music from your mp3/4 earplug? If you do, then I do not like you. Why do you want to blast the music so loud, and then spoil your ears, and spoil the environment? Do you think people look at you, as a cool dawg? No. The answer is no. And it DOES spoil your eardrums. When you get old, you'll see. It damages your ears. If I'm able to hear your mp3/4 bangbangbang from one panel to the opposite panel, it's just too loud. Not everyone has the same taste as you. You might think 'why not blast the music when it's nice?' Not everyone will like the song.
Maybe you just want it loud. So it makes you feel good. Well please be considerate. Yes, I have no right to stop you from doing that, but just spare a thought. Put yourself in their shoes. Imagine yourself failing every single subject and you are on your way home on the train. You are in no mood to do anything. All you want is just some peace and quiet. Then comes this dude blasting music. Will you like it? Some yes, many no.
Okay. Let's say you were on your way back with a friend. And he/she is a vulgar person. The one that will say profanities in public. You still like him/her for that person has good character. Will you be embarrassed of that person? Or will you just give in the peer-pressure and join that person in bad word language? You are wearing your school uniform...remember.
I would feel embarrassed. Fine, if we are in home clothes, I will still be, but lucky no one know our school. If we are in our school-u, gone!
If you are those type of wear school-u and say bad work people, you have just diminished your school name.
Oh and I like pie.
at
7:55 PM
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
I am so lucky that the results did not come out today. Well tomorrow it will. Oh and you know DanceFloor? I think the judges stink. They stink so much. They do not how to judge. Bring in the Pros, from So you Think you can Dance, I tell you, they will get ganged. They judged by seeing how much energy the dancer has. For the Hip-hop dancers, since they do flips and dips, the judges love them. The others doing the Salsa, they start talking about execution of the move, what storyline thing. When it comes to hip hop, they die-die must say nice.
There's one hip-hop group, that had no connection in their moves. First off, they were doing quite well, choreography was there. Then, they started doing some so called 'soft' moves. I thought the judges might say something about it. It simply had no connection. Oh, but judges love hip-hop, so of course comments are good. How pathetic the judges.
I especially hate the one with the bald head. I really hate his attitude. He thinks just because he was a dancer, he is good. He aiyah, I dislike him a lot a lot. Please, no one sue me. It's my opinion.
I'm not saying that I can dance very well. I'm just commenting.
Now I am too nervous to do anything. Because of the results. The stinking results. Oh, and just to let you know, I am very against poseurs. I will bang them, no matter who they are, provided they are bad. I have seen primary school kids that are primary 4, or around there, that are already carrying handbags. Like wtf? Handbags leh. Then somemore wear high heals. That's just nuts la. Hopefully their parents don't pamper them like that for the rest of their lives, or they would be ruined.
Enough criticising. DanceFloor won't last long. Because people only go for looks.
at
8:51 PM
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Huzzar! School is tomorrow. I'm gonna get back my 'outstanding' results. I'm so dead. Like I will kena very unpleasant marks. And yes, I have no confidence. I say it loud and clear. I messed up my geog paper. I'm messed. Anyway, let me think of today. Oh yea.
Don't you wish 'Low Hey' was available whole year round? I know I do. It's a salad, and it is healthy. Or course, without the sweet sauce. You can just eat it like that. It will be a healthy meal, since you are eating salad. I am a vegetable person. I asked my mum to cook a plate of vegetables by itself, for me. My sister called me crazy. Well, my mum still cooked it, and I ate it all. I still remember it was the day Singapore was against Thailand. It was the First leg. Thailand was unhappy about the controversial penalty. But Singapore still scored and won them anyway.
The Arena is on. And it's Loyang against Xinmin. And the judges are banging all of them. It's the 3 people vs 3 people thing. And they aren't doing well. The Indian judge is not happy with them. I wonder who will win.
I don't want to think about stuff anymore.
at
9:02 PM
Monday, February 19, 2007
I'm listening to my iPod again. I have not listened to it for a long time so I find it nice. I woke up early today at around 7.30. Actually I wanted to use the computer, but my Lit book was staring at me saying 'READ ME.' I pondered. I started up the computer and logged in to my account. Then I started a game, but, my conscience kept telling me 'READ THE BOOK YO!'
At 9, I finished the book. It's a great book written by Shakespeare. He writes cheem english, but you can really put it to use in real life. You know, confuse people with the strange words, or old English.
Ahh suddenly I'm sneezing and I'm using a lot of tissue paper. Funny thing is that, I don't know where the dustbin is. I'm not gonna find out after this. I like pie.
So at 9+ I was pretty contented. The story made me smile as there was a happy ending. I mean all stories have a happy ending, but this was like a ownage-on-the-bad-guy ending. When I finished reading, I, of course, wanted to play the game on the internet. Alas, my computer was doing a system check, and it was 55mins way through. So I thought, aiyah just let it finish. I started surfing the net. Reading blogs and stuff.
Then I went outside(in my living room) to practice juggling. The one with my feet. So when I came back, it was still scanning. I decided to try YouTube. There's this guy, David 'Elsewhere', that can dance very well.
There are 2 links. Link one and Link two. He is a cool thing. The videos show him performing in Kollaboration 01. Something like that. Oh and for Link one, it's the guy in orange that you are supposed to look at. (later part of the video)
By then the computer scan was over, and I did not want to use it. I went out and my sister asked me if she could use the computer. You know the answer right?
Then lunch! Fantastic foods. No meat. Mushrooms, Canned corn, beancurd, beancurd skin, leek, beans and rice. I think that's about all. But there were 3 plates. All prepared by my mother. It's nice. Then eat eat eat, I went to the computer and played some games. Since we have 2 computers, my sister used the more advanced one, while I use the less advanced one (I won't be insulting to the less advanced computer incase it backstabs me). At around 3.30, I was bored because there was too much lag. I went to the living room once again to play with the soccer ball. I asked if my sister could allow me to use the computer afterwards.
In the meantime, I was skipping. Why? Bored. I was challenging myself, in how long it takes me to skip 100times. It turns out I needed 48secs, but I'm willing to beat it...FLAT.
Then once I got back the computer, I just whack and play play play. No lag.
At night, my family intended to go out for dinner at 6. Since I know nothing about eating timings, I did not say it was too late or anything. We wanted to eat nearby, a place we like to name "James' place". We drove there, and it was closed. So my mum questioned us on whether we wanted to go Kallang KFC to eat. We okay lor.
To our dismay, it was...full of people. Then we drove back. And now my mother is making maggie mee. I was quite irratated at first but I did not say anything which is good. I have upped a level of patience and self-control. I think food's ready. Food is here.
at
7:04 PM
Sunday, February 18, 2007
It's good to be back after many hours away from home. My stomach is full of various foods. Like tissue paper, pineapple tarts, curry chicken set, gui la pis (however it's spelt), abalone, noodles with curry. The tissue paper one erm, it was out of hunger in the morning. My stomach was pissed and it wanted food immediately, so I had no choice.
After church, all of us went to visit everyone that we were supposed to visit. Being 6.35pm now, people are starting to tell me how many angbaos they receive and telling me how much is inside. Like do I look like I care? It's quite retarded. I got my angbaos but I din bother to count them. I just know that, they are good people.
Ooo Harry Potter is on. So lame.
Then now I'm home, tired as ever. Chatting to people.
Actually I'm busy chatting. So I won't blog till later.
at
6:32 PM
Saturday, February 17, 2007
I think this is the first time I am blogging on this computer. The Windows98 one. This ain't an insult. So don't crash or hang on me.
The steamboat rocked. It had a lot of stuff. Like high-class stuff, not red dates or ginger. Very well done. And the oranges were juicy. I had a hard time eating one of them as the juice just kept squirting out. I din even bite the orange hard. The juice was flowing all over my hand.
Then the FAMOUS pineapple tart. It's home-made therefore it is fresh. It is made with HANDS not sophisticated machine that go BANG CHHII BANG CHHI. Fantastic. Oh and the red stuff, err some pork meat thing. The name just slipped my mind. So I will leave it as it is. I think I am able to finish one tray of it without forcing myself.
It feels good to be without NJ noob. he deserves nothing but a very TIGHT slap. Oh well, bear no grudges when it's CNY. I will remember and I will not forget. Be assured I may I will not forget. Well good riddance to that piece of trash.
Why are Singaporeans so psych-ed up over money? HongBao get 100bucks. They happy. Like wtf? It's just money. It is important yes but you don't have to go off being money-minded. Somemore typical primary school students will 100% compare who got more money. The fakers will say 1k+ The honest will say $200-400. The sarcastic will say they did not receive anything. Well then people start to get jealous and it all seems so childish.
I remember those days well, and those days are well remembered. I hated myself for doing that. Now I get irratated with people who those kind of attitudes. It's like, grow up yoz.
Ahh I am tired. Just wanna MSN-derdize.
at
10:25 PM
Friday, February 16, 2007
Whoo! China noob is gone. No manners boy.
Well how cool is that. Today's boring. There's nothing to do at home. Thus, I cannot blog about anything. Oh yes now I remember.
You know HK? No? Then look into earlier posts. He HAD to follow us back today. *sigh* He was so embarrassing...AGAIN. He had those type of high high bag those small kindergarden kids wear. He was totally diminishing our school's name la. He was as usual, saying bad words. Come to think of it, he is a total sore loser.
Yesterday, The day before yesterday, I was at Ian's house playing Halo xBox. I betrayed HK 6-7 times. Today, he boasts that he killed me many times. And claimed that it wasn't me that killed him. Hello, I have not played Halo xBox before, Yet I can own him. I betrayed him like mad. He was so un-coordinated. Oh.
at
7:04 PM
Thursday, February 15, 2007
I got into A LOT of trouble yesterday and well the consequences today. I shall start on yesterday. This is the non-excuse, totally true, no tricks, no fear story that really happened. I will only use 'I'.
On Wednesday, we had a RME class. It's the stupidest class on earth. Anyway, RME class was right after recess, but I had forgotten to bring my RME file down to the canteen. Therefore, I went upstairs a lil' earlier to get my file. My class prefect was there and he denied access. So I waited till the bell rang. Well, somehow the key was not with him anymore, and I did not know where the key was.
So I waited with the rest. Then Luke came by with the class key. We were extremely late by that time. I quickly grabbed my file from the locker. We were already 20mins late. Brandon, Ian and I all ran to LT1. We did not dare to go in as we were afraid to get scolded. We ran back to our classroom and hid there.
Then, 3 people had to blow our cover. They went out to send a seemingly sick/injured person to get a blue form. They went out and just at that point of time, Mr Ang, some RME dude, was outside. He scolded the people outside and commanded one guy to ask us all to come out. All of us were effing scolded. After RME, it was English. My English teacher was a Brother. We all kena bang one more time. Mr Ang asked us to follow him to the staff room. Not inside but just to stand outside the staffroom. So we stood.
It was quite fun actually. We just talked and smiled as if no shame at all. Just that random teacher's that walked pass us were either questioning us or just looking at us with that haiyo look. We stood there for like 2 and a half hours plus. NOT exaggerating. At 1.20 around there, Mr Lee came to see us and issued each and everyone of us a yellow form. Then, G.Chan asked us to come out into the open, and questioned us.
So, it was a good experience. Very good lesson, and FANTASTIC display. I don't know why.
Today, on the other hand, is a very bad day. I got scolded for almost every lesson. Literature, scolding. Chem, scolding, History, scolding. All because I did not have my file with me. Those of us that skipped the RME class, had to go to the staff room, outside to re-write the yellow forms. They said write the truth but don't give excuses. I had no choice. It's a lose lose situation. You tell the truth, they will find an excuse in it and you die. You don't tell the full truth but only part of it, the teacher gets a bad impression of you.
So to play safe I wrote, "I skipped RME lesson. I should have gone to the LT at first even though I was late. I was in the wrong." You just have to eat some humble pie. Well I went for training and it was okay.
Oh and did I...no I did not. There's this guy in my class that sucks.
Let his identity be x.
x,
1. Tries to be a teacher's pet during Literature class.
2. The teacher asked him to give one quote from MoV(Merchant of Venice), he gave one big paragraph just to show off.
3. He always wants to show off to the seniors in his CCA.
4. When the former World no. 1 player came to the courts and walked pass him, he started picking up the ball and hitting it with all his might.
5. When playing with other people in a game, he talks trash, thereby irritating his opponent. Then, claims to the whole class that he is pro.
6. He tries to act stupid and to be funny in order for the class to like him and so that people in the team will vote for him as captain.
7. Has 0% sportsmanship.
8. Boast about his CS skills because he plays with noobs.
9. Likes to rub things in, no matter how serious a matter is.
This are just the few that came to my mind. There are more, trust me. Aye.
at
6:29 PM
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Hey Mr Maths paper. Heheh, I was just kidding about the Im-gonna-own-you thing. Take it easy alright? Heheh.
Okay don't tell him this but, IT WAS FREAKIN HARD. I panicked and actually it was not hard. I just did not study well enough. I have no studying environment. There's computer, TV and stuff. All I need is my own room. It's pissing. Of all the 365 days. Why must come during my common test period?
I don't know why but everytime he comes back home, I get fustrated. I punch things. Oh and dinner's here.
Mr. Math "Food?"
Me "Oh err nothing. DONT TELL HIM ANYTHING I SAID."
Mr. Math "What's that you say?"
Me "Heheh I have to go-bb."
at
8:06 PM
Monday, February 12, 2007
Hmm after thinking, I realise that china guy stinks. Literally and metaphorically. He does not say please and thank you, and my sister claimed that he bought $100 worth of CDs. He did not wtfing pay for it leh. He asked my mum to pay for him. $100 is money money a lot. Then later in the day he paid $50. Hello. You are a guest. You are not the Prince of Morocco nor the County Palatine. We treat you well because we do not want you to have a bad impression of our family. We control you, you do not control us.
And you think I lent you my own room because I wanted to be hospitable? The answer is a resounding no. I lent it to you because you had to come. Then you stink up my room with your big BO. I cannot walk into my room without covering my nose or holding my breath and I wonder where you throw all the chrysanthemum tea packets. If I find it IN my dustbin. I will 'dao' you. Since you daoed me yesterday when I offered you some Lakerol, fine. I get the message. You think I'm a noobish thing? Well speak for yourself.
People buy for you things, you say thank you. It's only polite. You want people to buy things for you. You talk. You don't just stuff things at my mother. You want people to hold you stuff, you jolly well ASK. We already spent a lot of money on you. Don't you EVER dare take advantage of us.
Well I pretty much messed up my Chem. So I will not talk about it. And read my lips Mr think-you-tough Maths paper, I AM GONNA OWN YOU. Come la want bet? DEAL 50bucks ON THE TABLE.
Okay no fear.
at
6:39 PM
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Sleeping outside is actually comfortable. Surprisingly I don't fall off the sofa. With this buddy guy around, it's hard to go continue regular habits, good or bad. He has been stinking my room and I do not like it. I wonder what's gonna happen tomorrow.
Another thing. I dreamt that I got a L2/2 for one history question. I was freakin' shock. But it was a dream. So no worries.
You know bus commuters? Sometimes they are really idiotic. I was on the 960 bus on Friday, and the stupid noobish think-they-cool loser sec 1s just like blocked the way. It was the super long bus bus. 2 of them crowded at the first door. Then all the other people cannot get in the bus. They did not move it because they wanted to talk to each other (one was sitting down). I mean if you don't talk to your friend for 10mins, will you like die of silence? No right? Then move in la.
Darn I have to go out at 5.30pm. Oh well. Better get studying.
at
4:46 PM
Saturday, February 10, 2007
Now that my sister's exchange buddy is in the house. That's dang cool la. He is now in my room sleeping (7.45am). I had to move to the living room to sleep, but it was my choice. I don't mind, just that I can't get my studying things out of the room when he is in there. I do not want to interrupt his sleep, and it'd be rude to just go in. Yes, it is my own room but, aiyah it's only 1 week.
You know what? Netropolis, I'm earning like 121k. I am so gonna break the records and do my best to get it to 140k. Lol, I think I'm getting a lil' big headed now. I'm bombing any building that is at a strategic position and makeing it MY land. Is that mean? Oh haha I don't care.
That buddy is going to Sentosa today. He has those type of big black rim specs, but to all the nerds out there, HE LOOKS BETTER THAN YOU! Don't take that to the heart, take it as a joke.
Gah need to wait for one more hour, before I storm. I just realised there's nothing to blog about. Oh well.
at
7:44 AM
Thursday, February 8, 2007
Why do people think that cursing and swearing in public is cool? I went home with my friend and another classmate. We went to Tampines Mall to eat Yakun Toast. That classmate of mine was really irritating. I have been eating in Yakun for quite a long time and this is his comments.
Classmate = HK
Friend = Ian
When I was pouring the pepper in the eggs, HK said something like "Don't be a sissy la. Don't pour at one part la." I was like, "What?" My mind was WTFING at him. Then when I burst the egg yolk, HK said
"Walao, why you burst the eggs?"
"Tsk."
*turns to Ian* "He crazy leh, go burst the eggs."
"It's like that one what. That's what we normally do."
When the Kaya toast came, I normally take 2 slices at a time. I'm used to it.
"Do you know you are eating 2 slices?"
*roll my eyes*
"He always eat like that one."
I tell you. I was so effing pissed with him. I almost wanted to 'pangsei' both of them. I felt like punching him. I mean I've eaten here before, don't make so many comments and just shut up. I know what I am doing. Normally I would just slack at the Yakun place for about 20mins with Ian. But this time there was this HK. He was so annoying, I 'SMS-ed' my Ian that we should leave.
So while we were walking off, HK went on talking and added a lot of vulgarities in his sentences. I do not know why. Does he think saying the f-word knnccb whatever word, makes him cool? I tell you. You might think you are cool. But people will think "What an ill-mannered person." For civilised people, they would think "What a noob. Just wanna act cool only."
I was very fustrated with him. I sped up a little as I did not want to be with HK. Then Ian caught up and asked me not to walk to quickly.
At the bus stop, I waited for the bus with Ian and the other dude. Then these group of students walked pass us saying some very rude words. What is wrong with them? Use better English.
Another thing. Why do smart students want to be the 'teacher's pet'? I went for this remedial thing at the LT, with other (better) classes. They started to think of all the cheem cheem words. Then purposely shout out the answer. I understand not them. It is really irratating. Then when the lights switched off. Everyone would make all the funny noises. Come on la. You are Sec 2 for goodness sake. Even if you are not mature, ACT mature la.
Back to the HK guy. I am NEVER ever gonna go back home with him. Unless his mother fetches him. Then, perhaps I would tag along. Other than that, never. He was so immature and was diminishing the school's name. When he cursed, a man walked pass us. I was like WTF NOOO!
*clicks on publish button*
at
6:27 PM
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
Have you guys heard of the game Netropolis? Okay fine, call me lame or whatever but it's fun. I have not played it for so long. But the last thing I remembered in one of my sub-companies was, I played pranks on other people's buildings. I set fire on them. And when I set fire, I do not just it one 5 buildings. I set it everywhere possible.
The next morning, I will see many messages, of people scolding me. You open the map and see everything on fire. Many derelict buildings. Many on fire. It felt VERY good. The problem is, you start out small. You can only build shops, and campsites (of course there are others just that these two are the best). Once you get to Headquarter level 2, that's where you see your money go up. And if you reach the 3rd level, well, I will expand my company till I am the top in the earnings list. I will just build and build. If the highest guy earns 107k, I will get my earnings to 110k. It happened before. It was challenging. I think my highest earnings was like 120k to 130k+.
I get evil at times when I am at headquarter level 3, sometimes at 2. Since buildings built next to the roads earn more money, I will look around and takeover small shops or even worse, hot dog stands, to build renovated offices. There I will see that office earning 3k. It feels good.
Well I do get taken over sometimes too. Especially at the hot spots. When people offend me, by burning/destroying my buildings, there's where they are in for it. I won't destroy their buildings. I will weaken them. Make sure that player earns a negative profit.
Oh yes! Headquarter level 2! Now its money time. A tactic to prevent yourself being tracked down by people is to set your own store on fire. Once you see the fire spread to another building, quickly destroy your building. Because all that would be stated on your rival's building would be, 'this building caught fire from it's neighbour'. Now I'm out of money to change my buildings to high street stalls. Here's the link of the game.
Yes you will start out a little crummy but, you can choose to be a bad boy trouble maker, or an investor type of guy. Or you can be both. I'm both. You can vent your anger on a game. Like set fire to every building.
I just finished my history revision and you could say science revision too. Food's here.
at
6:30 PM
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
My class is really pissed with the geog teacher. She, can't teach for nuts. Since we are in the lousiest class, she thinks we are stupid, dumb, talkative (can't deny), playful, attention span = low. I am sure there are many more. Oh I forgot one. Rude. She is some kind of psycho loser.
She gave us a few pieces of notes, or paper with diagrams (without words) and asked us to do them. Yesterday, she scolded us on not completing homework. We, were NOT in the wrong. She gave us the worksheets, that had diagrams on it. Just diagrams. Being new to the chapter, we did not know how to do it, obviously because she did not tell us how to do it. She is a loser.
And I can't believe that a.s (her shortform name) does'nt know how to use a stinkin' visualiser. Like she has been teaching for how long? The problem is, first, she put a piece of paper with the words printed vertically. She got annoyed because she did not how to use it and blamed the AV' rep. We were like wtf? Then, after she went through the answers, she turned the page around. She again complained. Why? The paper was printed horizontally. Like does'nt she know that it is totally different? Then she switched to another paper that was printed vertically. AGAIN, she complained. Tell me she is a noob la. A total effing wtfing sickin' idiot.
Everytime she went out of the class to get something, we all started cursing and swearing at her. Now we do not give her any respect. She shouts at us, we just look at each other, still hearing mumblings. She is a useless teacher and ought to be kicked out.
Then, a few weeks ago, the AV rep, also known as Marcus, forget to bring some geog workbook, therefore he borrowed it from his friend and photocopied the worksheet. A.S came by and shouted at him for copying the answers. The workbook was closed. And why would we want to copy answers? Oh I forgot, that A.S blow thought we were stupid. Then the best part was, that A.S got owned by Marcus. Marcus said something like "What's wrong with borrowing the workbook and photocopying the worksheets?" That A.S came up with a 'FANTASTIC' answer. "DONT YOU DARE ARGUE WITH ME! >=(" I was thinking. Erh, what a hopeless teacher. She seriously has the words 'Im a big fat loser, don't provoke me or I will cry' written all over her forehead.
Then today, I do not know what is wrong with her stupid mind. She sent the class-chairperson out of the class because, he did not have a green pen to do corrections. Now that is the lamest most immature thing I have heard. Is the colour green your good luck charm or what? Like this also complain. Why pencil cannot? After all it's our paper and we can read lead PERFECTLY fine. Maybe you have some kind of disorder.
Oh and if you A.S is reading is, this is how I feel about you. I think you suck and you should go get a life. You are a noob and blame everything on other people. Never on yourself. And if you EVER blame the class for not doing well because we never listen, ohhh you are in for it.
Im enjoying the 7.00pm show on channel 8. Till next time when I eat Shrimp Wanton.
at
6:49 PM
Sunday, February 4, 2007
In sooth I know not why I am so sad. It wearies me, you say it wearies you, and how I caught it, found it, or came by it, I am to learn. And such a want-wit sadness makes of me that I have much ado for myself (something like that)
All the stupid MoV quotes are like popping out of nowhere. I memorised a few quotes or paragraphs rather, for the Lit common tests.
I think I am a boring person. I am bored now, that's why I am blogging. It does'nt matter if this is boring because I am wasting my own time. Ah-ha. Ah-ha. Ah-ha. Get it?
Tomorrow is Kaya Toast time! Now this is something I look forward to on Mondays'. I will go out with my classmate, since he leaves in tampines, we both go to Tampines Mall to grab something to eat at Yakun. Then we will slack there for like 30mins or something just talking about random stuff. If you sit outside, it's super windy. Inside, it's like very cooling. Somemore the food adds in to the atmosphere. It's so nice and you can seriously de-stress there. I usually order Set A. Which includes 2 or 4 pieces of kaya toasts depending on how you look at it, 2 half boiled eggs, and a cup of coffee or tea.
If you eat there alone, it gets really boring. You just wait for your food. Look around, food comes, eat. Look around again. Sip coffee, argh I don't want to continue. It's just so, unusual.
I wonder if I would get a scolding for tomorrow. I am not sure if I have completed every single piece of work. Anything goes.
at
1:55 PM
Saturday, February 3, 2007
I am so happy it is Saturday. The week's been passing super fast. Even thinking of it, it still passes so quickly. My common tests starts on the 12th of February and it's really irratating. Every weekday, I hate coming back home.
Not because of my parents or the food or anything, it's just that my home's really far away from my school. It takes at least an hour 15mins. Especially after CCA. I leave at around 5+ and I reach home, 6+. It's so tiresome. Somemore at 5+, the train is super crowded, I hate it when I have to squeeze through and then all the other commuters all so zzz...Have space in the middle don't want move. If I move, they will get irratated cause it will be hard to get through. So I will just stand there near the door irratated.
Then when I reach home, I will quickly take a shower to refresh myself. Then force myself to do some studying. The starting part is hard. But after you do it for bout 10mins, it's okay.
Yesterday was the same. Friday was supposed to be my slack day but I thought that maybe studying was a better idea since the common tests are near and I don't want to mess up. It was great yesterday. I was doing some revision on maths - indices, just as I was about to ask my sister about one of the questions, the answer just popped out in my brain. It felt good.
Too bad my studying 'spree', was cut short. It was my legs. They felt tired. Or maybe I felt tired. So I decided to clear my bed of any books or hangers first, then went infront to read this month's Reader's Digest book. I read one story, and I slowly closed my eyes. I was tired. My mum then asked me to go to my room. I was like wtf. I don't know why though. Now I plan on doing some Lit revision.
at
9:15 AM
Thursday, February 1, 2007
I did say I was going to on hold the bottom post right? Er I'm not gonna continue it, cause I can't remember what happened the day before and stuff. I have a lot to catch up. But lets not talk about studies. I mean, I am doing some history homework now, but at the same time blogging.
Training today was kinda fun yet tiresome. The coach asked us to do 1000 skips. 300 on the left leg, 300 on the right leg and 400 on both legs. I went to do 50 right skips then 20 left, 100 both and get shag. I can't believe I am so unfit. Yes! Completed my history homework. I well, actually have nothing interesting to blog about. My day was fun, yet boring. Fun because of training, boring cause of the amount of work. Aiyah I no mood just like close this window and come back real soon.
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6:42 PM
