that day went to take result, sherrie wnted us to wait at bus stop for those who went to the chalet. we wait damn long, got fed up, then syafiq suggested we all go take results, then we listen to what sherrie had to say. everyone went off, and sherrie was like oih... oih.... reached the canteen, sherrie wanted us to take out handphone, message to two person we don't know, typing stuff like 'thank you for making the chalet possible.' sent to two person... we guess it her parents, then nisa said her hwa chong friend... after sending message, li shi wanna call them. i did not send, WASTE TIME, WASTE MONEY. 5 cent per message, 1/2 a trip to the toilet.
results are out, ppl chiong for the notice board, crowd like sioa, lishi manage to enter , stood ther like loud speaker, saying that i got into 3e1 i thought it was a joke, and then later went there check.... its 3e1... trip sci... heng... then sheng hong came to me and complain "eh, i go to the same class as your wife ... me and her only..." acy blur, said congratz. originally, they wanted to go out, but many of them depressed, so no outing.... they got 1.5 trip sci class. 3e2 got half trip sci... the sad part is i got geog elective, no one went to N class, roger in 3e6, jee yong too, so sad. in 3e1, only me, samuel lim, zheng yong, ellice...die liao... the good thing is that there is no art class... shiok!!!!! no damn art woooohhhhooooo. jasmine damn sad... her business. went home, played com...
went to watch goodness gracious me, favourites are -father christmas is indian. -typical asian parents and many more...
the class chalet is nice, spoilt by roger though, with 2e5 beside us, 2n1 in the middle of somewhere in this chalet, and i met my pri sch friend Ernest, who is also having a class chalet, my tuition friend, yao kuang.... many ppl.
in the morning, went to jee yong house, and waited for him. he skiped BB for me, but it inculde a five buck compensation.... he had not pack his bag yet, mama doing it... GOOD GRIEF [reading too much peanuts, charlie brown...] playing com when his mama said that roger had said that he made a deal with me and jeeyong to go to the chalet, but... he only told jee yong and jee yong told me whe i reached there. that mammoni [italian for mama boy]... got fetched there. then he called, saying that he was at the bus interchange there and where were we.. jee yong said we were on the mrt, later he called again, asking where we are, he reached ther and no one was there. we fooled him that we were at the interchange, and the third call, he asked if we reached, and we said" we are still at jee yong house asshole". potatoe-sized brain.
going to bus stop, jee yong ran back to home from the police station to get the handphone charger.... and missed 3, 58 bus.sian sian.. sleeply, reached the chalet. got confused, there are two chalet, one is downtown east another is pasir ris... sian. reached there, jee yong said he saw the potatoe, and guess what, roger spotted us, goddamn it. his first sentence shows his low IQ "got bring duel master cards?" WTF chalet, not card game... spoil the mood and you can fuck your way home. [then i forgetten about this draft for days...] ah sian... for the first day i can't remember much, we unpacked our stuff, turn on the air con, sat there, talk yalk, play, until we started to BBQ. the bbq is like ??? lots of material borrowed from the e5, the fire could kill ppl, zippo added, and with the use of bagon, insect repealant, we got a flame thrower. its like its hopeless to start the god damn fire, but later the fire was ok, we are cooking food. unlike the e5, we just used the aluminium tray to place the carcoal, and we placed the aluminium tray on the tile floor. then the manger came, complained about carckng his precious tiles..... so every ten minutes, we lift it up, pour water on the floor [which dried up damn fast] and move to another spot... it was rainy then. for the second day, jee yong and me went to find bricks, to prop up the aluminium tray, but we used the drain cover in the end. okay, now i remembered, for the first day, when it was raining, we were watching stay alive, at the scary part, dickson would go BOO at sherrie, and sherrie was pissed off with the guys upstairs, maiking noise... at night, there was a water fight, did not take part, heard that mr lam came, dave gave me a hug, so i'm partially wet. geraldine took out the light sticks, and they turned off the lights, and danced. when i wanted to take one, geraldine was like saying " u say bangala labour is cheap right?" i replied "no, they are damn clever, to make this kind of thingy so give me one." at night, geraldine went to sleep, she ain't feeling so well. the mammoni roger went home, sheng hong and gang playing cards, i slept for 1 hour plus, then started to watch movie throught the night, disturbia, another weird show, about a man killing prositute, and kah jun was like: rewind, i wanna watch the sex scene....then we started taling, with hui juan and chin hwee sleeping. at a point, tanya talked about how her caste system, her boyfriend must be then ellice said that the guy she want must be ........ very demanding, then someone pointed out kah jun as the perfect matched... jee yong was sleeping if i'm not wrong.
second day. i skipped breakfast, damn hngry. but later went to kopitiam with geraldine lam, kah jun, ellice, and clement. i ordered, bread and milo, then clement went to buy bandung, later talking about bandung and milo, ellice saying don't know what to eat, g lam bought meatball noodles, but ate some, and i took most of the meatball and tofu. kah jun was waiting for the carrot cake uncle, but end up eating prata.after that we wanted to go cycling, then g lam said that there was no more bike, but when we returned, one group of ppl returned the bike, we cam, and took it, then another group came, but they were too late, all the bike were taken. sherrie was like saying : eh, go skate, go skate, but most of the ppl know how to cycle a bike, then to skate, the i realise that sherrie can't cycle a bike.... she needed four wheels. went cycling, it was raining, drizzling,my spec got wet, left my handphone with sherrie, so i wouldn't get wet, then we were like having a mini race. winston said my bike can slide.... then while cycling, i got tired, at weanted to cut through the pavement. i just cycled on in and then....
i went over the drain cover.
my mind went blank.
i kinda woke up, felt that the rear wheel was slidding to the right,
i landed on the tile floor still one the bike..
i slidded....
very nice everyone stoped, winston was saying something like 'you can't act pro don't act pro, although i also cannot, then i realise that the damn chains, came off, got stuck, the tire can turn but the bike still moving.... later they went to play at the playground there, everything is damn wet, can hard move to left leg... later climbed the rope pyramid, pointed the middle finger , took a picture. we continued cycling, reached the end, guess we saw a chicken there or before reaching there... u turn, headed back stop at shelter to buy drink, bought apple tea, and it seemed like jas bought some coffee stuff... cycled back, she droped the coffee thingy, WASTE MONEY!!!!! then later, helped winston hold his bottle, taking the bottle from him while cycling close... return the bike, go for lunch, makan at kopitiam. hate that mammoni bastard fucking roger. later we went cycling again, this time most of cucled on the same path, but faster, me and wins, went faster, then we noticed the rest can't catch up, reached the end u turned, came back found them then we had to return the damn bike on time.... reached there, at 4.13, winston said the time we return the bike is 4.10, but hen, later found that the time is 4.15..... i'm always puncture.
don't know when, we all at pool, they jumped in to the water first, then finally geraldine jumped in, they were making a joke saying " eh geraldine, the wter is red... mens..." clement wanted to throw me in the pool, ran all the way out of the chalet, enter through the back, return to chalet, played psp...
night, go makan, then go arcade, the girls like clarinda playing basketball, the guys playing daytona, some playing the para para... when they playing daytona, jee yong complained the breaks ain't working, then nicoldemus went on road rage, see who bang who, everyone mad at nicoldemus. the para para dance thing, was damn lame, first g lam played on her own, then later when dave played, everyone joined in, when the arrow reach the top, the person in charge or standing at that position just stuck his hand out, dave just put his hand forward... and we got high score. clement and tanya, playing time crisis, kept dying, used the card over and over again, but ran out of money, the guy at counter wouldn't allow any top up near closing hours.
at night, many went hime, don't wanna help clean up, i stayed helped clean up, then kah jun went to steal credit... "best worker of the day" at night when bathing, we heard that tanya shampoo thingy, burst, all over the floor, my bag tio, and also, the cap for my shampoo never cap properly, thanks to jee yong... never tio so badly. everyone hanging clothes to dry at the stairs... slept downstairs, played psp first.. knock out time.... on the first night, clement was sleeping down stairs, and they wanted to taped down clement and then shout fire, but sadly he woke up...
third day, many ppl half asleep, walk till where, then sleep there. [while typing half way, there was an accident downstairs, a van crashed into a lorry, drift mark on the floor.] sain sian, back up then go home, we were like auctioning stuff, before leaving... "who want this ....." the good thing is that it's free, i took a packet of marshmello, supposed to be used dduring cip project. went home, got lost, all thanks to clement... say he know where got 109, then say don't know, luck i jalan jalan, reached the bus stop two junction away. at white sand, we saw the e2 ppl there shopping.... go home then sleep...
50% real / 50% fake 10:29 AM
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
very sian to post... must remember about the chalet, dental crap, movie6.net yar... thats all
50% real / 50% fake 9:43 PM
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