This author is currently on hiatus for the ignoble cause of mugging. The public is advised to remain calm, as this routine protocol has been shown to have no effect on one's violent tendencies in 96% of cases.
| Saturday, January 26, 2008 |
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Was a very bad day. During Chemistry practicals, i broke a pipette cos Mr. Loh just had to distract me by asking "Who's the treasurer?" (for the 2nd time) and as i turned around to raise my hand, the damn tube rolled off the table...and the next thing i heard was the sound of it breaking in two. Must've been influenced by Shaun's shattering of one earlier (he dropped it despite his vice-like grip, lol). And i still failed to get the proper results for titration after that. Somehow, Mr. Loh forgot to collect the reparation funds from the both of us after the lesson. But Shaun had to intelligently tell Mr. Lee during Maths lesson that his best friend Loh forgot to collect money. So i guess the school lab gets two new pipettes after all. Then the teachers had to spam us with homework right on Friday. No homework for 3 days before that, then all of a sudden 8 assignments to complete over the weekend, all with the deadline on Monday. Of which 3 are major projects. GG. Then the cleaner locked me in class in the afternoon, when i went back to class for a short while. Apparently he thought no one was inside since the lights where off. Luckily i managed to barge out of the back door. <_< On a side note, clock tower was locked on Thursday, thanks to 30 noisy sec 3s and a Boy who cried Allah and received the enlightenment of Esther Cheong thereafter. And He ran to hide in the toilet upon hearing the (deafening) Word of Esther, who served as the Messenger to the school admin of all things Wrong. So the Key of the Secret was found, to keep It away from the eyes of prying mortals. Just when i wanted to go up there and enjoy the scenery on Thursday afternoon. Sigh. <_< |
'Twas teh winnar at 11:43 pm.
| Wednesday, January 23, 2008 |
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Nothing much to post, so here's a damn ghey vid. Imagine Gravity Defied Trial Racing, excpet in real life and ZOMGWTF 100x BETTER. Orginial (Higher Res) version here. |
'Twas teh winnar at 9:57 pm.
| Saturday, January 19, 2008 |
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It's the third week of sec 4! Surprisingly, it seems our workload has decreased after the insane rush to give out homework in the first week. This weekend and last were relatively free of homework, except for the usual Maths and Science ones. D: So here i am, using up my free time to post about random thoughts and events. This scenario is told with all due respects to all gentlemen. The other day on the bus, i was going to alight at my stop. Then i was about to cut in front of a girl standing at the exit, before i realised she was alighting too. Both of us paused at the exit as we both reached there at about the same time. So i took a step back and ushered her out with my hand signal and she obliged, striding out without even batting an eyelid. However, the people around me (mostly students from neighbourhood schools) showed no reaction and didn't remark "Wah!" at my gentlemanliness. Seeing such actions, I am disappointed. As students, trained to be gentlemen, these little acts should be seen as gentlemanly. And i should be praised for it. :( I always thought that Singapore is a country that is brimming with such rewards, but today I am duly disappointed. [For those not in the know, that was just a parody of a recent student's "suggestion", im not serious about being [i]that[/i] arrogant xD] Sec 1 PTG Ushering. A time of service, exploration and four hours of CIP. Did i mention we actually only did work for about 2 hours? We had only 13 ushers from iSpark iCMG, though there were probably at least 20 more deployed from the Council and the other consortiums. An achievement of efficiency compared to SLim's 42 ushers for the Humainities Seminar (which had no members of the public, btw.) Though the breifing beforehand lasted for 1.5 hours, and consisted of us moving furniture, stealing chairs and screwing screws with scissors. (Swee Kiat managed to get a screwdriver from the estate office in the end, but we managed to do it with Kuan Yue's pro scissors before he returned. Hope it isn't too blunt now. D:) Then we stood/sat around while the parents attended their various presentations, watched EC3 get screwed by Hon and ate leftover beehoon from the refreshments for dinner. Which were quite bad, so that explains why they weren't finished even though all the other food was snapped up. Did i mention we actually got 4 hours of CIP from slacking around? Not too bad, considering the only sacrifice we made was our dinner. I hope Krison doesn't read this, like how he reads Zong Xian's (and many other students') blog. |
'Twas teh winnar at 9:32 pm.
| Monday, January 14, 2008 |
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Today was a pretty boring day. And the Humanities Seminar didn't help brighten my day either with an intetellectually stimulating History lecture on "Sex, Crime and Nation Building". As much as im in the Humanities Programme, i think the event was quite useless. For example, SLim (who organises the Seminar Series every time) deployed FIFTY ushers throughout Hwachong (even in isolated places like Science block) to welcome two chartered buses of students from other schools and ZERO members of the public. If that isn't a blatant showoff, i wonder what is. And thanks to that event, we had our afternoon lessons pushed down by 1.5 hours. At least China Studies was a little more interesting, we got to watch a National Geographic deocumentary (in English!) about China. But in the 40 minutes we spent cooped up in a freezing cold room watching a video, the world changed. I mean, the weather took a drastic turn for the worse. Yep, when we went out we were greeting by a damn heavy downpour and (mild) flash floods, with about an inch of water flowing everywhere. Even the sheltered walkway did little good.  WHY COULDN'T THE RAIN HAVE STARTED ONE HOUR EARLIER. Then our honourable guest of honour wouldn't be able to come over for the talk. D: As it turned out, our History lesson after that was cancelled, since our classroom was locked up (thanks to the LEP students illegally using it before that) and most of 4N had disappeared for their EP3 or 3rd lang anyway, considering how late it was. Plus, for the first time in 2008, we didn't get any homework today! I was elated enough to have run out and dance in the rain, however sanity got the better of me. But on a random side note, Jiakun said that he was "wet down there". Goodness knows what he did in his excitement. |
'Twas teh winnar at 6:37 pm.
| Saturday, January 12, 2008 |
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Now allow us to ponder deeply on that befuddling question, instead of replying with that all-too-cliche-that-its-lost-its-novelty "It's Tiger Time!" It is midnight on 12 Jan 2008. Yes im staying up this late (as usual). Yes i was bored, which motivated me to blog. Yes its barely two weeks into the term. But so far, we've done 6 essays, if you include those done in class and homework over this weekend, and excluding blog posts. SIX FKING MIND-BLOWING ESSAYS IN ONE WEEK OMG. And that's not taking into consideration the multiple "simple" math and scinces worksheets. I think we're all back in the mugging mood already, thanks to the tons of homework bestowed upon our "gifted" minds. It's as if one term is past already. If JC is even worse than this in terms of mugging, i really wonder how we're gonna survive there, AND squeeze in time for EP3/CCA etc. (I'm already slacking on my EP3 now and barely able to complete all the work, but of course you must maintain the impression of me working very hard to bring the school glory in the sporting arena.) And i thought i would have more time and inspiration to blog once school starts...looks like i have the latter, but not much of the former nowadays. And it seems a lot of people are facing the same predicament too, going by the blog activity thus far. Just one thing i learnt from our new History teacher (Eugene Chua), who picked it up from some rock band when he was young, that i'd like to share here: "If you want to reach out to the masses, remember this: people are stupid." (Maybe that's how PAP still manages to stay in power - appealing to the stpid Singaporeans who can't analyse the facts, while the scholars and critics (un)happily rant away, blasting the government and pointing out all its flaws while the masses remain blissfully ignorant.) So why in the world are we trained to write such acadmically rigourous and quality essays with cheem language on obscure topics like European imperialism that occurred two centuries back? Unless we're gonna become journalists or renowned historians (in the sense that his work is quoted by other historians in the small print), i don't see how that would contribute to society at large. It's as if the elites are isolating themselves from the rest of mankind by creating works that only elites can understand. In other words, Humanities is promoting elitism. Why must we eat that many Fruits of Knowledge? Why can't we be stupid people and simply enjoy life? What's the use of scientific breakthroughs if no one else can understand you? In the same way, maybe i should tone down my blog a little. I've always been blogging properly (with most capitalisations, punctuation and spelling) and lengthily, which im quite sure turns people off. People are probably more interested to read mundane stuff like "todae i woke up l8. i went 2 vivo 4 lunch. we 8 at mc's. the food was good. (Editor's note: This is a lie, just for the sake of an example.) then i gt e latest ipod n dell 927163x laptop. so kewl w0rhx." rather than wordy expositories on the downfall of society and vista. Do i want to have a high readership for my blog, or would i prefer it to be a collection of my thoughts that is shut off from much of the world? Or can it be both? I'm not sure...yet. Last night, i had a dream...a song to sing... Actually, it was more of a nightmare. I dreamt i invited Shaun Tho, and Shaun alone, to my house. (I have no idea why i would ever do that, but it's all a figment of my imagination so i shall think nothing more of it.) So we turned on the computer, geeks we both are. Then i think Shaun's mum must have called or "Deal or No Deal - Hunks special" must have started, because i went out. And left Shaun alone with the computer in the room. Not a wise thing to do. When i came back, i saw this long string of numbers somewhere on the screen. And he was controlling my character in SCO (a game used to play). Except i didn't give him my password. So i shouted at him, before i realised one other thing: he was moving insanely fast. WAY too fast. He was speedhacking. Using my account. He turned and gave me that blank "no1kaires and i don't give a damn either, hit me" look. And i got really pissed, dragged him off the seat and threw him out of the house. (He didn't fight back for once, but remember this is just a dream.) So im like "WTF is this shet, now im going to get banned and all my spent spent grinding has been wasted nuuuu. All cos of this 'tard called Shaun. T_T" And for that split second my anger swelled at this cruel, unfair world, and the 'tard called Shaun. Though i wondered if i could appeal to the GM to not ban my account, cos i wasn't even in control. I wanted to cry. But it was late, so i went to sleep. When i woke up, my first thought was "I hate Shaun, now im gonna have to restart my account." Then i considered the possibility of switching to a new game. ...Before i washed my face, realised it was 10 am in the morning and all was well. Too bad, Shaun. Thine evil ambitions shalt nevah be fulfilled! (However, SCO has already closed down a few weeks back; maybe its just my memory nagging at me, personifying the company responsible for the shutdown as Shaun in my dreams.) |
'Twas teh winnar at 11:53 pm.
| Saturday, January 05, 2008 |
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It seems everyone around me is choking in their sleep or suddenly stop breathing and die. I've had a couple of near-death experiences recently too. Granted, they lasted for only less than a minute, but i think that's more than enough. And my mum'a nerves got shaken so much she wakes up in the middle of every night to check my pulse and perform CPR now. So, in case the inevitable happens sooner rather than later for me, i shall make preparations for it. Here's a list of what i want (others) to do in my absence. (I know its kind of a morbid way to kick off 2008, and like Ms Choh says again and again "We should start off on a good note". Then again, other than the excuse to go boozing for the whole night, what's there to be actually happy about on New Year?) Here goes nothing... Resolutions to be passed over my dead body: 1. Tell everyone I love them That includes my family, friends, teachers, schoolmates, dog, PAP and the gal i shared my seat with on the bus. Even if they don't know me, let them know some dude who just died loves them, im pretty sure that would make their day. 2. Tell everyone I'm sorry For being a noob, loser, phail@lyf, and contributing to global warming. I'm sorry. 3. Have a happy funeral Everyone should turn up in the gayest shade of purple, and leave with the fondest of memories. Then get on with life. 4. Kick Yedang's balls. 26/12/07. Never forgive. Never forget. 5. Get me a Lv 200 character in MapleStory Cos i haven't had enough time alive to become a no-life grindwhore. And everyone seems to be one these days, bragging about "ZOMG i pwn, i hit level 133.7 in M$!!11!" Additionally, name the char "ZC_King" so i can be world famous. 6. Further the ultimate goal of world peace Even if it means recruiting Chuck Norris to the US army or pointing a gun at Hillary Clinton and asking "Deal or No Deal b1tch?!" 'Nuff said. |
'Twas teh winnar at 8:17 pm.
