Early in the morning... perfect temperature to sleep... but i had to wake up despite the last night i had... i was not feeling well... very bad sore throat... when i speak, my voice sounded damn low... so low that if i do not push enough air through my throat, i won't be able to speak... it was that bad... then the weather was great... for sleeping... the cold wind blowing straight into my room... a rare occasion... and a slight drizzle became a rain... haiz... if only i could sleep longer...

In school, i spent the whole morning practising Integration... damn exciting... following that, i had an A. Maths test in the morning... this time was better... i find the Section B as easier... and i mixed up the Rate of Change and Approximation formula... haiz... really hope i used the right formula... then later in the day the whole class got scolding from Mr Chiang... haiz... to make things worst, Mrs Jones came to class and talked about our Maths results... make me so guilty... now i going to 'chiong' my maths... miracles can happen in 90 days... i am going to try to prove that theory...

After school, i thought i was rich... in less then 1 mintue, $58 was gone... to the graduation night... haiz... spoil my mood...

Walking to the bus stop, i realise something on my shoe...



My first guess was that it was bird shit... but on second thoughts, i believe i was wrong... when i cleared the shit, i realised that it was sticky... as though it was some sweet... anyway, i don't really care...

I am falling really ill... sore throat, tight chest, runny nose, block nose and many other syntoms... i really hate the feeling... maybe i am not sleeping enough... hiaz...

Anyway, despite the poor health, i went to some high-class chinese restuarnt at J8 for dinner... damn, the dumplings were great... got the juice under the skin... yum yum... later, i had Hagen-Daze for dessert... damn sweet... luck i share the ice-cream with my bro... he helped me eat the left-overs...

Today was different... No SSW!!! Wow... the feeling is really different... i woke up in the morning with a itchy red spot between my eyebrow...



Wad a lousy start... anyway, i watched tv till pokemon ended... then i headed on to do my homework and study... boring morning... when i was done, i went on to practising on the guitar... i just picked it up a few days ago... and i am going fine on it... kind of fun... but a very painful start... my finger tips are all changing colour...

Later in the afternoon i went to watch Nacho Libre... damn funny... see that Jack Black being an idiot... i just can't stop laughing... it was just a pity that the guy in front of me is tall and is blocking a little of my view... time to grow tall...

I finally got out of the house to move about... after stepping down from band, i had been wanting to go and play badminton with my friends again... i always absent myself when they are playing badminton because of band practises... now that i am more free... i really want to play badminton again... and i finally got the chance... damn fun lor... keep on laughing at Oliver for getting whacked by the shuttlecork... in a short 20mins, he got whacked at least 6 times... damn funny... Chen Chong smacked once and sent the shuttlecork flying into Oliver's forehead... the othe times were done by his teammate, Kim Chuan... damn funny... Kim Chuan returned our hit and the shuttlecork flew into Oliver's back, butt and head... i just can't stop laughing... i really had fun...

Firstly, I had an A. Maths test in the morning... after having the whole night to practising for the test, i only managed to secure 10 marks out of 35 marks... not a result i am expecting...

Next, i paid a visit to the RTC after not being there for the while year... haiz... spoil my record... just because i sprayed distilled water at Wei Seng i had to give up my clean record for the last year in the school... Wei Seng was damn scared when he learnt that my punishment of playing with distilled water was the RTC... he kept on apologising and even knelt down... i felt real bad... he was apologising for a mistake i had made... why is he like that? i kept on pulling him up but he kept going back on his knees... haiz... i should be the one apologising to him instead... anyway, the RTC teacher called up my parents and later, my chemistry teacher complained to my form teacher... second lecture... when i got home, i told my bro the whole story... his coments was, 'Distilled water only... how did you get into so much trouble...' haiz... then when my parents got home, i received my third lecture of the day... what a bad day... so little time yet so mcuh to do... i am also trying to find time for my clarinet... i realised that i had been drugged... i am addicted to my clarinet... when i did not touch my clarinet for some time, i will experience some 'withdrawal symptom'... just like a slap in the face, i get it any time of the day... i start to experience guilt for not playing my clarinet... but i just can't find the time... when i reach home, i would be too tired to do anything... i always find myself take 15 mintues naps... haiz... the earth is rotating too quickly...

'Should i be proud?'... a question i had been asking myself since last night... while my sis was bathing, i took a peek at her handphone's messages... please don't get the wrong idea... its not that i like to intrude other people's privacy... i was just curious... i saw a couple of messages... in there were very mushy words... my guess is that she is attached... anyway, it was at that moment that i realised that i was now the only one single at home... haha... i am not sure if i had any rights to be proud of that... but i don't really care... the last time i got my brother into big trouble because i read out his message... now i don't plan to interfere any further... i'll just let the unknown remain unknown...

Before i go to the main topic of the day, i want to share something funny... early in the morning, Marcus came to me...

'Did you see me on Singpore Idol yesterday?'

'No, I would only see you if you ARE Singapore Idol. If you plan to BE Singapore Idol, then i would pay more attention. If not you are not an important person on the show.'

Haha... he walked away with an ugly frown... i can't stop laughing... now Marcus had become my Singapore Idol...

Ok... to the main story... during E. Maths lesson today, i grew bored because the teacher was going through the questions that i knew how to do... Yong Jie was bored too... so we started comparing who had more moles on our arms... i had five moles on my left arm and Yong Jie had only 3 on his left arm... desperate to win me, he turned around and drew his own moles with a marker... we then started call the marker, molker as it was a mole making marker... after the lame comparison, i used the molker to draw on my pencilbox... YJ, being very bored, started hitting me while i was drawing... so my drawing did not look very nice... out of fury, i drew on YJ's arm...


3 dots only...

After the 3 dots on his arm, he took revenge...


Art on back-hand: Leopard Skin


Art on wrist: The Flat Watch


Art on arm 1: I Love Ricky Martin(Butt-Shaking Gay Singer)


Art on arm 2: I Love Koda Kumi(Japanese singer cum pornster wanna-be)


Mass of Art on arm: Zhang Wei homeroom wall design
Giant Mole(Black dot)
Some Happy Faces


Art on upper arm: I Love MUM


Art on Middle Finger Nail: Happy Face

Put Them All Together and get
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And after having a hard time bathing, i became this...



But there is still one thing i can't get rid of...

Behind every smile is a painful past...


Mr. Marthandam

Take a good look at that happy old man... he is my A. Maths teacher... and i learnt the ugly truth about his past today... during my humans lesson... when the teacher accidentally talk to much... i was almost brought down to tears after hearing the story... i have guilt in me... please understand his past... you will feel really bad when you hear it... i will not post any infomation about the story of his past online... if you want to find out the story, i will tell you in person... but i can't give you the full story... even i don't know the whole story... and i don't plan to find it out... just the short beginning of the story had made me almost tear... i hope the people in class 402 will understand his situation and be nice to him... do let me know if you want to know the sad story behind this happy man... call me, message me or even meet me in person... i really want to share his story and hope things will change...

Today's english lesson was special... Anthony was absent form school... in class, Wei Seng, Anthony and I used to sit at the same table... most of the time when we receive classwork, i would usually suggest a groupwork... and most of the time i was the one who plans who do what... most classworks comes with two pages only... therefore, wei seng do the front and anthony do the back... what about me? i compile there works into one piece and share the answers... if there are still blanks, i would just borrow the work from someone else and fill up the blanks... if you put my situation in a bad way, you will think i am lazy... but if you look on the bright side, i am the one who unites the group... its your choice to decide how you want to look at my situation...

Anyway, as i was saying today was special because anthony was not around, i was a bit happy...yesterday i was having some flirtish fantasy during english lesson... i asked anthony to slap me to wake me up... and guess what... he told me, 'I was waiting for this for a long time...' and gave me an evil grin... before i could tell him where not to slap, a palm just swipe across my face... i groaned in pain as he had slapped the cheek with a giant ulcer... after i told him where not to slap, another palm swiped across my face... 'Did i get it right this time?', he said with a smile...
this time the slap got harder... i held my cheek and told him, 'I did not ask you to slap me the second time...' anthny just smiled at me and laughed... after those two slaps, i was quite awake already... but everytime i had a little flirtish feeling, i asked anthony to slap me... and every slap was a harder one... no hard feelings huh...

Ok... back to main story... i finally had to use my brain today... i did the front page while wei seng did the back page... it took me quite a short time to finish my work as i used a dictionary instead of referring the infomation from the newspaper... wei seng was struggling with his page... lucky i was smart... it took me seconds to find the informations that wei seng was finding... no kick lah... its a pity that i do not help him till the end... i find the page, he read the whole passage and extract required information... in the end of the day, we resorted to copying the work as wei seng was too slow... anyway, i found some really funny pictures in the newspaper...

And one more thing to add... i splashed some unknown chemical on my own face and arm... i don't know wheather is it acidic or alkaline... maybe i'll become better looking tomorrow morning or if things go otherwise, i might become The Incredible Hulk...

Here are the newspaper pics that i got...



Yao Ming with an idiotic smile...



Jackie Chan trying to be a Monkey!

Here are some pictures from the day of the competition...


Before going on stage



After the performance



See the difference?



Difference from the top... same shoe... no joke...



End of the day, jun xiang and i found a light stick under one of the audience seat...

I was praying hard to myself...''Just this once, let the band have a gold...'' when i opened my eyes, Jun Xiang pat my shoulder... " Since i was God in Noah's Ark, let me tell you now, the gold is ours..." shortly after, the MC announced, "Sembawang Symphonic Winds...(long pause) with the percentage of 87.5, GOLD!" the band roared with happiness... i joined in the fun despite having a calm and steady feelinig in me... i told myself, "No tears this time." For some unknown reason, i had a neutral feeling in me... i wasn't sad or happy... i don't know how to explain... maybe i was just too tired... i fell asleep while listening to the last performing band... FINALLY!!! two weeks worth of lack of sleep had come to an end... I got my sleepy saturdays and sundays back... back to story... as we left the theater with pride and honour, i rushed to the toilet to piss... while pissing, there we roars of screamings and cheering outside... when i was done in the toilet, i went back out and Fahmi shook my hand, "WE ARE THE TOP IN THE DIVISION!!!" i gave Fahmi a smile and went around shaking everyone's hand telling them, "Well Done"... Haha... for once i started feeling proud of the band... i felt good for the first time in the whole day... i don't really know what had got into me... maybe i just forgot how being happy should feel like... haha... anyway, we party-ed the whole time after...

Anyway, many funny things happened before the results... can't really show you now... when i get Mr. Bluetooth back from Mr. Heng then i'll share the happenings again... till then, good noght... i go gaming already...

I broke it while setting put my clarinet...



The rigth corner had chipped...




Not very clear, but the chip is there on the right...

One fine morning... i was happily reading my comic book in the school's canteen... then my junior, marcus, tapped my shoulder and said...

'Someone in the band likes you... '

I replied coldly...

'Must be you right...'

Then he quickly said...

'No no... that person is a girl... from sec 1...'

I said coldly again...

'I am not interested... now go away...'

Damn... kids these days are trying to be funny... i really don't know whats wrong with them... haiz... i told jun xiang about it and he told me that she must be from my section... anyway... i am honestly not interested... i don't want to be labelled 'paedophile'... i am only interested in my studies, music and excerising... nothing else... so don't bother me...

Anyway, after lessons i went to visit the band room... and i met marcus again... he seemed very eager to tell me something...

'Don't you want to know who the person is? Not even a single bit?'

I smiled at him and replied..

'I am not interested and i don't care...'

Ok... enough of secondary school kids... my little cousins will be coming back to my house again... tonight is the night... babysitting again... for today, i plan to lock myself in my room and practise on my clarinet... the babysitting can be done by my bro... since he is back now... he should be put to good use... haha...

I received a series of pretty lame nightmares last night... firstly, i dreamt about myself having SEX with paris hilton!!! damn disgusting right? next, i dreamt that i was tuning during band and i sounded right, but everyone was scolding me because i had terrible intonation... no matter how much i adjusted, everybody kept on blaming me for the intonation errors... damn lame and lousy right the first two dreams... the third one i had that night was the worst... the dream started off when i am in school... having chinese lesson... lousy start... there in front of the class was Zhang Wei... as usual, speaking her very accurate chinese that i can't really understand... yong jie was with me in the class... then for no reason, a war broke out... Singapore was having a war with someone else... i don't really know what happened... everything was in chaos outside the class but Zhang Wei reacted as though nothing was happening... i want to help in the war, but Zhang Wei did not allow me to leave the class... and yong jie was doing nothing... the worst part was that Zhang Wei brought a huge stack of chinese worksheet into class... very big stack... the stack was much taller than herself... and she was giving the worksheets out... damn lot i tell you... chaos outside, homework inside... i was in great stress in class... damn crap... there were people in army uniform constantly marching outside the class and Zhang Wei don't seem to notice it... she just keep on giving out the huge stack of CHINESE worksheets... my stupid dream ended when Zhang Wei gave out all the worksheets... that was when the war ended too... and that was when my alarm rang... three dreams in one night... break my record people...

All bad dreams come to an end when there is food... i went to my auntie's house after SSW hours to have dinner... family gathering in short... anyway, i ate real well... i had Bak Kut Teh for dinner... after dinner, my cousin went to buy back durains for supper... i did not touch any of them... anyway, i'll leave a picture of my dinner to show you people how great the food was... haha...


My bro's bowl... i finished mine long ago...

Lately i realised something at home... MY ANKLE SOCKS ARE DISAPPEARING!!! i really wonder who would want to steal 2 pair of socks from me... can't be my bro... he wears anything but white socks... can't be my sis... she is loaded with ankle socks... my parents would be a further guess... the last time i had 3 pairs of white ankle socks... now i had none... the last time i wore my last sock was last monday... dammit... i really hate this... maybe the dustbin took it... my socks were growing holes on it... but who cares... as i am too lazy to investigate, i decided to solve the problems in the dark... nowadays, i had been stealing my sister's ankle socks every morning... since monday... its a pity her socks are tight on my feet... it is just a matter of time that my feet grow into the socks magically or manually... 'I hate doing this, but i am forced into it...' good excuse?



'My' tight fit socks...

And i just did something great in my life!!! i cooked myself a meal!!! it tasted great compared to those that i once cooked... Yum Yum...


Tasty...

Just had my MTL 'O' Level Oral... i really had a hard time reading the passage... so many words don't know how to read... i was the second last in the line and the teachers looked damn sick of my reading... then came the conversation... the teacher speak until damn 'chim'... the female teacher talk until damn chi-na... lucky i still understand... they asked me about some library stuff... don't really understand the question, but i know how to reply... i told them that we teenagers are to busy to visit the library... then you know what the male teacher tell me...

"You teenagers full of excuses. Always use 'busy' as an excuse"(male teacher)

I was thinking why am i getting lectured during my exam... crap...

The teachers then went on asking how can we promote the youth to go to the library... i told them that they should put comic books in the library...

Then she asked me what event will i hold to promote reading amoung youth...

"Hold a composition competition. After the competition, the library staff will keep the sumitted works and complie it. Then the library can sell the books. Kill two birds with one stone."(me)

The damn teachers burst into laughter... they must be laughing at my lousy way of speaking chinese...

The male teacher then asked me how will i attract the senior citizens to borrow books from the library...

"Put some cook books in the library, so that they can learn how to cook for themselves."(me)

The teachers bursted into the second round of laughter... then the male teacher mocked at me...

"So by adding cooking books in the library, the old folks will learn to cook and not starve to death"(male teacher)

Damn, both teachers started laughing for the third time... thanks alot huh... and am i that bad? and what kind of joke is that? that male teacher himself is quite old already... his whole head is filled with white hair... in short he is saying that he will starve when he retires? this is bullyshit... i know i suck at chinese and i know that it is hard to come by a chinese idiot like me... even if they wanted to laugh, why must they laugh in front of me... i had negative thoughts when they laughed at me... lucky Jia Lan saved my life... she messaged me later saying that i looked very scared before i went for the exam but i looked very confident during the exam... she still say the teachers kept nodding to each other and kept on laughting... i could have committed sucide... no lah... just kidding only... whatever it is, it is all over... no point looking back...

Damn... i went to school today to help my section during sectionals and get away from destractions... but in the end, i was busy practising my solo which i just received yesterday... damn nice... my love for the piece had grown over seconds... i played itmany times and everytime i play it, my love grew stronger... after practising the piece for about 3 to 4 hours, i can play the piece through... i only face difficulties with less than 5 bars... the problem is that it is all running and trailling the notes... and the notes are damn high... i had to trail the E note above the staffs... damn scary... anyway, whatever it is, nothing is going to stop me...

I damn happy today... after 7 hours of practise, Mr Ng pass me my solo piece!!! i finally got it!!! after 2 years!!! i studied the score everywhere i went... at that time i was rushing to Chua Chu Kang... i was taking the MRT then... not a very exciting experience... i saw a train on the escalater... i dashed up i run into the train when the door was closing... the gap was pretty small, but i managed to jump through the gap... at that moment, there was 2 American business men... when they see me pass the tight gap, one said, 'Wow!' the other who was standing beside me told me, 'You are very skilled!' i was kind of shock then... i almost lost my life and i still got praised... haha... i smiled and said, 'Thanks'... after all the happiness, i realised that the train i was in was going the wrong direction... dammit... i had to alight the train at Khatib and cross to the next track... it was about 8pm then... i was in a great rush... but who cares... i was ok with going an extra stop, but the problem is that the station is so empty and deserted there were only 2 other people in the station... damn scary... so i focus my attention on my solo score...

Anyway, i learnt something new today... while having practise today, we were asked to stand in a huge circle and away from the people that had the same parts... eileen, who was playing the same part as me was standing on the opposite side of the circle... i was very worried about intonation because i always use her as an reference but now i have a trumpet on my right and a flute on my left... kind of scary... when we started playing MERCURY from memory, i was kind of lost... intonation wise... the oboe was some distance and listening to be quite difficult when there is a trumpet beside me... i had no choice but to pay much attention to my surrounding... while focusing on my surrounding, i had gave much attention to eileen, who was about 20 metres away from me, as i worry that i might not be playing with her... while paying much attention to her, i suddenly hear something different... it was as if she was playing beside me... i could hear her very clearly and it felt like we were the only ones who were playing... i could hear my intonation errors very clearly... when i stopped to change my intonation, her playing suddenly vanished and i could no longeer hear her beside me... all i could hear is her distant playing... it all happened very fast... it was quite shocking to me but i think whatever that had just happened to me was what Mr Ng was talking about... isolating a person's playing with just the ears... it was kind of cool after thinking about it for awhile... i plan to try it out a few more times tomorrow during sectionals... maybe this ability will benefit me in the future... haha... i don't know... but now my solo is the most important... followed by my studies... i really hope i am not making a mistake...