Saturday, April 30, 2005 @ 10:21
number one hundred and twenty-eight
w00t. totally pwn-ed the chinese compo yesterday. first time writing so much for a chinese compo. four full pages and a little bit on the fifth. long. taking the fact that i wrote about the teaching of chinese. this topic is my forte. well at least i had stuff to write about. but i'm not sure if i have the ability to present it more professionally. oh well. what's done's done.
crap. justinn went to spit on a guy's head after quan heng instigated him to do so. quan heng said spit. and justinn spat. not knowing that someone was directly below the saliva's path of motion.
oral next thursday. hope i don't get chen yu neng. must avoid him at all costs.
nothing already. new layout. need to go revise for mye.
xian.
so come on, tell me.
Wednesday, April 20, 2005 @ 17:08
number one hundred and twenty-seven
to think that i'll be back so soon here. well, no choice. war has to be declared.
not open war though. many people won't die. perhaps one will, but not more than one.
speakers' corner. you might know what went on. blah blah blah. people went up to speak. boon tiong went up to embarrass himself and got his mike cut off by justin. andy ng yu shu (what a name.
rain tree. i thought it was a girl) went up to talk about recesses times. spoke as if he wanted the whole school to join him in a revolt.
*warning, foul language ahead*
well if he wants to do so, complain, why not at the same time give suggestions what can be made? that's alright. then chin meng went up to say that ncc rocks. not a very good move. for ncc, and for him. but that's out of the point. that was followed by boos. loud freaking boos by the god-damned audience. not so bad.
then jiong rui had to go up and talk about us. AHSNCC. "we recived more funds..." what fucking SHIT was this? that was purely without any evidence. claps followed. applause. LOUD applause. "what the heck is this??!!" he questions the crowd. at the same time, he motions for andy ng to stop (something). we were pissed. very pissed. after the speakers' corner, jiong rui told us that he was targeting ccp, but unintentionally hit us. he owes us an apology, which he will give. but my main target is andy ng.
ng yu shu. andy.
i remembered saying that if he insults us openly once more, he'll get it. well, he will. one day, i will return what he did to us today to him. one day. he shall suffer. i am very serious here. i've made up my mind and i will make him pay very dearly for what he has done and will do. perhaps with his most important possesion(s). but he will pay.
each time i see that face of his, there's this apparent hatred in his eyes. the look that the master give his slave when he catches him stealing money from his own wallet. for no apparent reason. there is bloody hell no fucking apparent reason why he
hates us so much. despise us. wants us all to die. very literally. and today i felt what he has felt all along. scouts are nice people. i wouldn't call andy a scout. he's a demon, a devil. from the depths of hell. and he should be destroyed. he hates us for no good reason. hates us. hates us. hates us. hates us.
i swear. one day he will pay.
one more question to the school population who also dislike us so much. for what reason do you all dislike us so much? what reason? i want to know what the fuck is the reason. my patience is running very very low now. what is your reason for hating us?
you all have insulted us.
and we will not let this rest.
especially not me.
you'll pay.
so come on, tell me.
Sunday, April 17, 2005 @ 20:54
one hundred and twenty-six
ahh. i'm sick. (virus kind of sick, mind you) and finally posting in this blog that has long been buried in the dirt.
let's see. phlegm-mish after taste when i cough/hack, joints all over my body feel as if they are going to crumble, body temperature over 37 degree celsius, everything looks damn bright, can't think properly when looking at homework. yes. definitely sick.
and what a great time to fall sick too. the sports day selection, which was to be held this coming friday, has been postponed to this coming tuesday. b-e-a-utiful.
*interval*
guess what, the greatest pervert i have ever known just signed in to msn.
*end of interval*
anyway. must try to get the sickness out of my body before tuesday. i might pwn the others with a sick body, might. but always better to pwn with a not-sick one. more safe. and i pwned ting sheng during a short dash across the parade square after training. and he started first too.
too complacent eh? just like last year. must not be so over-confident.
history test tomorrow. no big. the test that's the killer is on wednesday. the test rated "wth" by its setter. (out of a rating of omg, wth, and wtf) but of course they always say that their papers are easy. oh well. start studying later. after civil war and stalin. most likely tomorrow.
right now, i feel like crawling into my bed, and sleeping the year away. that's how sickness makes you feel. all weak and vunerable inside. like you would just break something if someone swung a punch at you. but don't try.
and i've been selected for the robotics thing. miss sia was saying that the participants were selected based on their results. me? i've failed two out of three tests and got 23/35 for the latest one. guess what? i got in. wth. turns out that is was based on the sec2 results. great. luckily it doesn't clash with any ncc-related events.
but the yalamsia council camp aka reward camp is right before spec course. sob sob. jian zhi says we cannot go. and turns out matthew lied to us ncc-councillors about the kayaking. well. just have to say to the reward camp. sacrifices. spec course is more important anyway. council camp quid pro quo spec course. worth it.
looking for people to go for chiangmai cip trip early november. fees should be below $500. interested go look for mr chua. frankly, i'll rather climb kinabalu, but helping primary school kids is ok too. go for it.
long post.
ends here.
good night. to me. i'm going to need the rest.
sickly.
so come on, tell me.
Wednesday, April 06, 2005 @ 19:51
number one hundred anf twenty-five
what a beautiful day. rain and cane.
wanted to post yesterday, but blogger was down for some stupid reason, so couldn't post.
(yesterday's supposed post)
w00t. 25/30 for compo. not bragging here, but the pressure is setting in. getting first two times consecutively is not fun anymore. you'll naturally set a goal for yourself to achieve the same results, if not better the next time. but what if you do not meet the goal? the feeling is brief, but very uncomfortable and unbearable. well, we'll just have to wait and see.
(end of yesterday's supposed post)
it's quite a good turn of events that i could not post yesterday. in this way, i could post about the things today, together with the things yesterday.
first thing. news. alex got caned. mrs goh, george tan, he sen (whatever way his name is spelt) and last of all, zoe boon came to our class. zoe boon talked some crap. about alex breaching some rule and threatening the safety of a student who acted the hero and asked for the punishment to be lighter. and open defiance to teachers. basically i don't think that openly talking back to teachers in a nice way is wrong. (i don't think alex did that nicely) it's a democratic country, so a school in it is democratic too. we can speak our mind. that is nicely if you have to. i just wanted to watch him be caned. for the fun of it. watch him grimace as the cane hits his buttocks. such "magnificent being" reduced to something unlike before in a few short seconds. definitely worth it. not that i'm against alex or anything. he's quite a nice guy, especially if you get to know him. he's just noisy at times. the people i dislike are his dogs.
andy the scout. what a piss-ant. if i catch him insulting us openly again i shall warn him nicely not to. then the rest is up to us to decide.
back to the point. he got caned. became real nice/quiet/obedient for the rest of the day. and george tan's attitude sickens me. firstly, he comes to our class yesterday while miss tay was gone on leave. he wanted to look for alex. he was outside the class, and he just said "can i have alex?" firstly, "have alex", mind you, alex is not a thing/object fot you to "have", and secondly, no please. plus the tone he used was like we owed him alex, thus again, making alex seem like and object.
next. we told him that alex wasn't around. and he said "did the teacher give him permission to leave the class? is there a teacher? are you supposed to go to the toilet without the teacher around? are you?" again, the tone he used was really pissing. true, alex went out gallavanting some place in the school, so what? you expect us to know where the heck he is? for your information, "we aren't allowed to go out of class without the teacher's permission," mr discipline guy. so how would we know. and don't come to us making alex's disappearance as our fault.
some respectable guy.
i wanted to do something revolutionary today: put chinese in my blog. but for some reason, chinese characters becomes weird boxes ans squiggles when i publish the blog. so no chinese characters.
lastly, i stumbled upon a sick blog while blog-hopping. it was linked to tag. to a blog of a fictional character doing some stuff which i do not deem suitable to be posted. (it might be insulting to some) but anyway, i feel that what the owner/creators of the blog did or was trying to do is very very very lowly. extremely. and it's very pissing.
end of post. have to go read the science. mye is only a few weeks away.
so come on, tell me.
Friday, April 01, 2005 @ 20:29
number one hundred and twenty-five
just came back from helping the orienteering people. not bad. some of them we very devoted in what they were doing. and the part-b were not bad. all passed. but talked too much. ended up being scolded by mr yeow.
tomorrow need to return to school. very important stuff.
all i can say is that many of you out there are going to become important people. leaders. we'll be becoming seniors. juniors will be under us.
when you come to think of it, the responsibilty is quite big. we'll have to maintain whatever was left behind for us. what if what our "ancestors" built crumbled at our hands? bad bad bad. hope that will never happen.
short post. i want to go burn songs now.
so come on, tell me.