BBBUU turn BDSSS. I failed Econs, I'm sad.

This world works in such a way,

1. The people who worked hard but did not score will think they did not work hard enough and will complain about not working hard enough.

2. The people who worked hard and scored will complain about having to continue working hard until the exams are over.

3. The smart people who scored very well although they didn't really studied will rant why is everybody talking about grades.

4. The not so smart people who didn't work hard and didn't score will continue saying I must mug and will then soon turn into type one, and will then turn into type two, and finally evolve into type three.

But that takes alot of time!

Hence type four me has decided to just cross over to type one for the time being, and then pray to Guanyingma that I'll turn type two soon. I can't reach type three because

1. I'm not smart.

2. I'm stupid.

3. Stupid enough to not realise points one and two are the same.

4. Okay actually I realised. Did I waste your time AGAIN?

Sup. Sheralyn, I just concluded that you're a Bugs Bunny Power Ranger Mutant. This is mega random.

I thought of something funny to blog about, then Sandy came over and shook me really hard because she wanted me to have the psychological sensation of weightfulness (alot of contact forces), hence the thought dropped onto the floor and shattered into three thousand seven hundred and eighty pieces. Poor Thought.

Life is sad because I failed Econs. The world came crashing down on me (is this lyrics from some song?) and I feel like I'm a keyboard being pressed by ten fingers alternately. Type type type type.

Okay lah, I rather fail during prelims and realise that I can't score without studying, then to get the SHOCK for the scary thing which I'll now term Anana. I remember calling O's Onana because it sounded friendly. Anana is called Anana because it's anal and ana ana (which sounds stupid). Okay no, actually it sounds vulgar.

._.

The weather is perfect for lying on the bed and not do anything until you fall asleep with weird dreams all night and wake up in the morning feeling like you just took drugs that got you high. Sleep ftw.

Byebye.

8:55:00 PM because I say so

Jay's album is leaked! Get it from me if you can catch me online.

That doesn't give you the excuse to not get the album! Sokmui get the album if not I won't friend you anymore!

HA HA HA HA HAHAHAHAHAHA.

Okay I'm high.

That's all, byebye!

9:13:00 PM because I say so

We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine ;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.

Bar bub barb You Yeu Eeu.

11:29:00 AM because I say so

I just spent an hour fiddling with the beehoon that's overflowing with beansprouts. Gave up eating because I seriously think there're more beansprouts than beehoon altogether. It's like beansprouts with beehoon, not beehoon with beansprouts.

I'm hungry because I can probably count the strands of WHITE beehoon I had. Yea, the fact that it's white makes it worse because you can't tell the beehoon and the beansprouts apart until you actually bite into a beansprout, which I did and I felt like screaming and eating the whole CPU to flush that disgusting beansprout down.

Anyway, that was two very random paragraphs about my nasty breakfast that was the first thing to irritate me on a Friday morning.

Okay, maybe not. The first thing that irritated me on a Friday morning was that a teacher called and woke me up at 9am. What's more irritating is the weather was so comfy and I remember I was having some pretty interesting fantasy dream. Maybe if I wasn't woken up I would have remembered it. Meh. What's most irritating is I couldn't get to sleep after that because I had to urge to listen to Dao Xiang so I did and I got high. Then I listened to 9.33 and 9.78 and 9.78 made me laugh so hard I forgot I was sleepy.

"Time check, it's 9.38am. The time is brought to you by..."
"A plastic bag"
"Omg omg omg! You don't mean a... PLASTIC BAG?!"
"Yea. It's The Plastic Bag! That holds stuff..."

Barney random. ._.

Zzz.

On a brighter note, my mother promised never to buy beansprouts-infested beehoon for my breakfast again.

Imma gonna studya with gillian fang ju hua and chunying wang wu niang later tonight at Changi Airport. (No caps for their names because they insist they don't like capital letters.) Oh, and probably jiahao(gan). We're studying overnight to test the hypothesis that "All overnight studying sessions are fruitless because you'll end up doing crap", at 90% significance level. We must not succumb to colouring or writing Xiao Ming essays again!

It's 11.00am now, the time is brought to you by a plastic bag.

HA.

Happy Birthday Danhong, though I don't know you. May you stop being an egg and crack into a little chick soon.

Happy Birthday Naomi, I know you but your birthday is tomorrow. May you grow taller, less disgusting so people will share a Swensens ice cream with you without cringing, and everything else nicer. On second thoughts, may you not grow taller so you'll forever be shorter than me. Yay.

Happy Birthday Sopheary, I know you but I don't know you and your birthday is next week. May you continue living in Yio Chu Kang (mega random!) and may you grow taller. Yep, I don't mind you taller than me since you're older, that's only fair.

Happy Birthday Singapore, sorry for belated birthday wish. I was lagging last month. May you stay red and white with a crescent and five stars, continue raining like this on days where there's no school, throw away the sun please and everything else nice. I wish you all the best in land reclaiming so you can grow from a little red dot to a little bigger red dot, so Sokmui will stop laughing at you being a dot in a dot. In any case, Sokmui is an evil killer so you should ignore any mean comments she made about you. I apologise on her behalf.

Happy Birthday Vase that holds flowers... this is getting lame. Sorry I never knew when your birthday is, I guess everyone has a birthday so you should have one too. Thanks for holding the flowers all this time and beautifying the left of the monitor since forever. The flowers are synthetic and you're synthetic too. But I've grown to realise that beauty is not just skin deep, and I truly appreciate you from the bottom of my heart, connected to your soul via this unimaginable link between us. Sorry if you think this is bullshit, I've tried to make it sound least of what I meant.

Happy Birthday to earthquake that striked Italy and caused Basilica of St. Francis at Assisi to collapse. You're such a mean thing. Do you know what devastation you've caused. I hate you for that, but still, it's your birthday and it's not really your fault that you're born. Let's blame your parents, who are, I guess, two plates (oceanic or continental) that decided to move around and touch each other. They're the stupid ones because they don't realise what devastation their kid (you) can bring. You've come and gone and I hope you won't come back again. Happy Birthday nonetheless.

(This can go on and on...)

Okay lah, byebye.

10:45:00 AM because I say so

Oh sup.

Prelims are screwed. Felt like I screwed so bad that all the screwdrivers left home out of jealousy.

Like I already said, my two sciences graduated from U and became S. What asses. I'm still sore that I failed Physics even after studying as hard as graphite for it. (I know all my metaphors are stupid, I can't help it. Teh-leh-leh-leh.)

Maths dropped from B to D. D looks like a B without the belt. Okay, so my B got fatter, and burst the belt. Stupid B. Now it's a D. It'll slim down again during A's!

Econs is depressant. I was so depressed yesterday when I failed Econs essay paper. 31/75 tells me I can't score for Econs if I don't study for it, even though I thought I could. And it tells me I'm not Econs God, the way you people claim. (See lah, kept saying I'm pro at Econs and gave me grave misconception. D:) But what's done is done, and now I know I should pay attention when I'm doing the paper and not write LRAC as LRAS and topple my MEI curve as and when I like. Hence I'll buck up and Ace my Econs during A's. I can't stand the disappointment, really.

That said, I still hope I do well enough for case study to get a D or C. BUT I DIDN'T STUDY FOR ECONS. MEH. D:

Oh. GP is still the same B because GP is a hardworking little boy who runs 5km everyday to keep fit. Hence the B didn't get fatter and didn't burst his belt. Hence it didn't turn D. Yay.

I don't know why my sciences are so horrible. I feel like stabbing pencils through the paper when I read the question.

Yo sup, now let's talk about happier things!

It's 24th October! It's preorder day! Have you gotten yours yet? Yep yep the happy cheery jubilant little thing called Jay Chou Rubik's cube? It comes with preorder of his latest album Mo Jie Zhuo, Capricorn! :D :D :D



2mins preview for Dao Xiang. :)

I took an hour plus to blog this entry because I kept surfing jaychoustudio. Oh Song Minghan, Jay's new car is Mercedes-Benz McLaren SLR 722 Edition. I don't know how people can remember these names. Why can't they give cars simpler names, like Laura, Macey, Stella or any less complicated name?

Anyway, my point is, I'm high even though I haven't been drinking HL milk because all packaged food seem unsafe now. I like Jay alot, in case you haven't already known.

Jay is soma. It's about the only thing that can make me happy even though I failed Physics and partly Econs.

I will buck up and pull my socks up so high they become stockings because Jay says we must not give up easily in his second stanza of Dao Xiang. :) And that I can't sulk too much if not I won't have the courage to rise above all difficulties (stanza one, Dao Xiang). I never felt so empowered in a long time. Okay actually I never felt so empowered before. :O

No-life mugger LIVELY MUGGER LIFE HERE I COME! BOOKS ARE MY LIFE. FTW YO. :D

Come on! It's only around 60days to the end of everything. We can pull through this two months, you know you can do it! :D

Okay I go sleep already. It's so 10.06pm-late. Bye bye.

Mug like there's no tomorrow yo!

PS: If there's no tomorrow, we won't want to mug today... THAT'S THE WHOLE POINT. We've to love mugging so much that even if there's no tomorrow, we'll choose to mug today because that's the one and only thing we'll want to do in our lives today! Yes people, that's the spirit! :D

9:29:00 PM because I say so

:)

9th October people. 9th October. Preorder starts soon! :D

I got Dao Xiang already. Yep I know it's not 22nd September yet. I got the 3min preview thinger. Omg I'm damn happy.

Get straight As also not so happy. Not that I got before but still. :D :D :D

You want it you want it? Get it from me. Heh. :)

还记得你说家是唯一的城堡 随着稻香河流继续奔跑
微微笑 小时候的梦我知道
不要哭让萤火虫带着你逃跑 乡间的歌谣永远的依靠
回家吧 回到最初的美好

9:44:00 PM because I say so

For some reason, I felt like I've kind of wasted two years in NJ. It feels like, the grass is very very very very very very very very much greener, tastier, more nutritious etc etc on the other side(s).

I don't know why, the nearer we get to graduating (hopefully), the emptier I feel. It's like I don't know what I'm going to school for anymore.

But the scary thing is, I know if I had another chance, to re-choose back at the age of 16, I'll still choose this 'dream school' of bright red tie and Bukit Timah. Even if I already know 961 takes about 6 eons to arrive, even if I'm already familiar with the dread when I miss a 961, or the barney jams at Kranji when Mas Salamat just went missing. Or even if I already know I will only get to wear the bright red tie once a year. I think I'll still end up in NJ.

Maybe it's because I won't be brave enough to toy with something new and totally unfamiliar.

Or maybe, there are some things about NJ that I won't want to forgo. People, mostly. (Feels weird saying mostly when the quantity isn't really alot. But still, it's mostly. Get it?)

It's not like I feel I'll be happier in JC X or JC Y. Or CCA X or CCA Y. There's no exact which and which or where and where I'll be happier with my life. It's just a way unfulfilling feeling that runs very deep inside. Not enough laughs, not enough tears, not enough fun, not enough fears. (Rhymes! ._.)

Don't you feel this way?

*

By the way, if you read the previous entry about a piece of wet tissue flying into Song Minghan's face... and believed it,

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

How could you believe something that ridiculous?!

HA. He posed for that picture larh. ._. That tissue was his, he wet it with his bottle's water, he put it on his face himself. And I took a picture asking him to pose. And we talked about me posting it on my blog and bluff you dumb people.

Ohmy! I feel so accomplished now! Two years in NJ worth it!

...

Okay byebye.

10:11:00 AM because I say so

Here's Nicest Photo of The Years (this year, next year, last year, every year) of Song Minghan.



It happened when narcissistic SMH was posing for me on a bright sunny Friday afternoon. SUDDENLY, a piece of WET tissue flew in our direction and RIGHT INTO HIS FACE.

Fortunately for the whole population of mankind, I managed to capture this moment and am proud to share with all of you My Proud Photography Skills. -bows.

SMH was very grossed out and I was abit grossed out too but not really that much because THE TISSUE IS NOT ON MY FACE. :D :D :D :D I was laughing too hard to realise the severity of the matter. Like omg! This may potentially leave a trauma on him and he may refuse to take narcissistic shots of himself in the future.

That spells trouble because that means we have less funny photos to laugh at! Oh no, what bleak life ahead! D:

That's all I've to say. :)

10:53:00 PM because I say so

S for Chemistry, S for Physics.

My UU became SS. U became S, and U became S. (U became S)^2. Like USUS. That's two Americas, woah. Okay, sorry.

Life is unfair because I spent 70times more effort and time and blood and Panadol and pen ink and correction tape and highlighter ink and everything else on Physics than on Chem. I even brought myself to love Physics, Physics FTW and all.

In the end leh.

D:

That's the only two subjects I got back so far. Hence I failed 100% of the subjects which results are known.

This. Is. Highly. Depressing.

Maths and Econs won't be as good as CTs too. Because, not everyday is Sunday. I think CTs got Bs all tyco one. D:

Ohmy. I'm getting more and more depressed. D:

Friends, please tell me some good news to cheer me up. Like, I don't know, chunying getting A for Econs will make me happy. Or, Aaron getting a girlfriend... or boyfriend if he prefers. Or, any other thing good.

Sigh.

D:

I hate Physics.

10:51:00 PM because I say so

Today is Story-telling Monday and I shall tell you a story. Okay, actually this story was told to me by Song Minghan and I find it very amusing because it hardly makes any sense. Hence I'm telling it to you for jokes.

The Snowman

Once upon a time, in a faraway land of Antarctica, there lived a evil Snowman who owns a mango tree. (Yes, mango tress grow in Antarctica, you didn't know that?) On Antarctica also, there lived a Hamster, a Bumblebee, a Kangaroo, and a Werewolf.

As you know, the Snowman is a very evil snowman. Hence he didn't allow the other four animals to touch the mangoes from his mango tree. And because the four animals wanted to eat mangoes very badly (Yes, the hamster, bumblebee and even the WEREWOLF likes mangoes...), they had to made ice lollies for the Snowman in exchange for mangoes. And the ice lollies has to be made of milk. So the four animals will freeze the Kangaroo's milk to make milk ice lollies to give the Snowman in order to get mangoes.

Then one day, Kangaroo ran out of milk!

Hence four animals cannot make milk ice lollies to give evil Snowman, hence no mangoes for them!

And being mangoes-desperate animals, the four animals decided to do something.

Hamster, being the smartest of all, came up with an idea! They decided to transport Snowman to a very very very hot place, so that he'll melt and the four animals can take over the mango tree! MANGOES FTW!

Bumblebee hence decided to fly around to scout for a hot place and he found... Africa!

Werewolf, having not done anything till now, decided to do his part by hitting Snowman with a tennis racket very very very hard. Snowman then flew all the way to Africa!

There, Snowman melted and the four animals live happily ever after with the mango tree.

The End.

*Here, I told him WHAT A MEANINGLESS RETARDED POINTLESS SAD STORY. So he modified the ending.

When Snowman was at Africa, he repented and really regretted his actions. He thought to himself, "Oh no, I shouldn't have been so mean. I should have shared the mangoes with everybody..." As he thought of this, he melted in the hot hot sun.

Then he went up into the sky as water vapour, traveled by wind back to Antarctica, and fell as snow again. Snowman was reborn!

._.

When the four animals saw Snowman, they were very very shocked! They thought Snowman will be very very angry with them. But they were wrong! Snowman told them he's very very sorry and promised to share the mangoes with them forever and ever.

And so, the Snowman and the four animals lived happily ever after with the mango tree.

The End, again.


























































































































































































Must I remind you you're taking A LEVELS. Read lah, read Snowman some more lah. SO FREE ARH.

._.

7:10:00 PM because I say so

HI! don't you all miss those cute little stickman in EXPLOSM??

well.. they are back!



TADA!

SO FUNNY RIGHT.

ok, thats abt it.

-smh.

1:56:00 PM because I say so

I will get my pet rabbit when I'm 20 years old.

I will get a white fluffy one that looks like this.



HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Okay just joking. I meant a white fluffy one that looks like this.



I will get it only when I'm 20 years old because then I've two years to think whether I really want to get one or am I just hoo-haing over it because it looks cute.

I will name my pet rabbit Babbit because it sounds retarded. And I hope it doesn't die as easily as Jay (my ex-pet tortoise) died.

I will feed it carrots everyday because I hate carrots.

This is mega random.

12:34:00 PM because I say so

I will spend tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and every day that follows, at home with my family and calls from close friends and we will chat all day about whether McCain or Obama will win, and I will water my favourite flower that I've yet to grow, and I'll feed my pet rabbit that I've yet to adopt, and I'll be happy with my little contented life.

I will wake at 8.30am in the morning, watch my favourite cartoon on mute on channel 35, laugh and draw the curtains, draw the cute cartoon over again, draw myself in, draw the drawers and find my favourite Hokkaido chocolate, wrapped in neon pink wrapper that's don with purple polka dots. Then I will have my omelet breakfast with cheese and ham and mushrooms and my favourite milk tea at half cup full. Then I will read Brideshead Revisited over and over, and convince myself it's a good book even if it isn't because that's the only book I have now.

I will take a nap at 12 plus till when I wake up. Then I will mess myself up for the fun of it, get a good laugh out of everything, laugh at him, at her, at you, at me. Everything will turn funny, and then at 6.30pm I will play my favourite aeroplane chess with my mother and I will win, then she will win, then I will win again. We will take turns to win but I will win more than her in the end. Then we will watch our favourite DVD, and convince ourselves it's a good movie even if it isn't because that's the only show we have now.

Then when it's deep in the night I will suddenly realise my life is on replay because everything that happened today happened before, everyday. Then I will struggle and try to break out of the cycle. I will struggle even though I don't want to. Then I will give up struggling because even that, even giving up, is part of the cycle. Then I will realise I tried struggling everyday, but nothing ever changes, because that's how I want it to be.

And the next day I will wake up at 8.30am again, and watch the same cartoon on mute on channel 35.

Sometimes I think the reason why we keep getting stuck is because we don't want to move on. We keep getting stuck because we're familiar with that, we know how it's like being stuck, and are unsure of how things work when we're free.

We feel more secure like that.

*

Did you just spend time reading that. After prelims so free is it. No more A's is it. Can online every now and then is it. NO NEED MUG IS IT.

1.
Diamond Dust Rebellion is out, if you haven't already known. Get it from me if right now you're going: OMG OMG OMG YOU MEAN IT'S OUT?! OMG SINCE WHEN. WHERE. WHERE TO WATCH. OMG OMG WHY NEVER TELL ME EARLIER OMG OMG OMG ------------ Me, okay. Get it from me, goons.

2.
4Bia isn't that bad a show. It's about 13,000 times better than Midnight Meat Train, which is another 50 times better than Feast. If you're a fan of 4Bia (yes, what am I saying?) and you're going: OMG OMG OMG YOU MEAN IT'S NICE?! OMG REALLY. WHERE. WHERE TO WATCH. OMG OMG WHY NEVER TELL ME EARLIER OMG OMG OMG ------------ Me, okay. Get it from me, goons.

3.
On second thoughts, don't get anything from me because. You. Should. All. Be. Studying.

4.
Mos Burgers are getting smaller and smaller. One day they will disappear altogether. If you're a fan of Mos Burger and you're going: OMG OMG OMG YOU MEAN IT'S GETTING SMALLER? OMG HOW CAN?! WHERE. WHERE TO SEE IT. OMG OMG WHY NEVER TELL ME EARLIER OMG OMG OMG ------------ You can see it from Mos Burger outlets. Order Unagi rice burgers and see how small it is.

5.
I'm annoyed by nearly everybody. I killed an ant because it was annoying beyond limits. Sorry Anthony.

6.
If you're a fan of ants (Melissa), and you're going... Okay never mind, I'm sleepy.

Good night yo.

11:06:00 PM because I say so

Hanhui, I want to feed turtles.

5:02:00 PM because I say so

Prickly prelims are over! Yoohoo.

Okay actually it's over on Wednesday, which is two days ago already. But I didn't blog on Wednesday because I was out partehying so I didn't have time to blog about my Amazing Life After Prelims. Like what the barney cockroach, I feel like I can soar. Yah, like a bird. Yoohoo.

By the way, I think Yoohoo is a really really funny word. What if those police replace Roger with Yoohoo when they talk to each other over walkie-talkies. They'll go like, "Platoon 7B33FFBlah, target in view, roger yoohoo." HAHA.

Okay anyway, I'm supposed to tell you about my Amazing Life After Prelims (ALAP).

On Wednesday at around 11.30am, we PCME kiddos are FREE. No, not $0 kind of free. Free like bird-out-of-cage free. Yay, yoohoo. Anyway, a group of us went for sushi yoohoo. Sushi yoohoo!



Here's us. HongjiemeixXxXxXxX must be sulking because I never take enough unagi sushi for him. Sorry worsxXxXxXxX. I'll make sure you eat so much unagi you turn into one the next time. :)

By the way, unlike Sakae, Suki offers sashimi and I ate so much salmon I think salmons are endangered now. :O

That has nothing to do with the photo but I just felt like mentioning it. Okay, anyway.







That's Serene Ah Ma's hand. Apparently the conveyor belt has some sensor installed in it. It listens out for our conversations. If you say something like "How I wish the conveyor belt goes faster", it'll really, truly go faster! And vice versa. SERIOUS. I'm not hala-ing you. Try it!

Oh, my point is, the conveyor belt heard our call for it to go slower so it slowed down. And evidence showing the conveyor belt slowed down is that even grandmas can take the sushi she wants fast enough. :O :O



Here's HongjiemeixXxXxXx still sulking because I still haven't gotten him enough unagi. LOL.

Anyway, the pictures don't really show anything. We talked alot about nonsensical stuff (I like!), like the toys we had when we were young yada yada. And there's nothing much for me to say because there's only plastic dinosaurs to talk about. I can tell them the different colours I had, which are red, green, and... ohmy, there's actually only two colours?! TSK. Why is my childhood like that.

And then you contrast that with lucky rich kids like Bugs who have only 50317591836593 barbies and dollhouses and toy cars etc etc. And have two fridges at home, one for food and one for drinks, and has a water dispenser for (whatever a water dispenser is for?). -sulks.

But compared to Marcus, at least I young that time play more fun games. ._. Wheeling erasers are not fun lah! They don't even have wheels! LOLLLL.

HAHA and drawing watches on your wrists is NOT retarded! Kakei (secondary school friend) did that in sec 2 okay! LOL.

Okay anyway, after two hours we were full and happy so we left the place and went photohunting. We tried Word Dojo too and we got into 4th and 5th positions. And we were cheap thrilling, naming our high scores WE WON OMG even though we didn't win the top three, which were all some sick person by the name OMG AND OH.

And then we got addicted and it was really fun. I don't know why it doesn't sound as fun now. Actually sounds abit loser. But then that's what happens when you recount stuff. So it was fun, lah, anyway. TRICKY FISH LOL.

Uh. And we played that what's-it-called. The miniature soccer thing where you control miniature soccer players on both sides of a black rectangular box. Yea, and you play using miniature balls. We were high and yada yada.

Okay, then after that we had nowhere to go so they went home and I went to Sharon's house and took over Songminghan in his last few games of Mahjong. Then we watched the last episode of a Hong Kong drama serial that I've only watched the first episode before. Uh. Then we played some more Mahjong, and some real high game which I'm lazy to recount already.

Then Limiang the ben4 dan4 and I stayed over. Only one photo though. I was sleepy.



Guess who!

So today, I woke up and then we went for Macs breakfast and then I came home to bathe and change.

I actually thought today's Friday.

Anyway, today's Thursday and I went out with Songminghan. We rented DVDs and watched them on Songminghan's father's laptop at TCC at Changi airport.



Terminal 3 is really pretty. I studied at the TCC there a couple of times before prelims too. It's quiet, empty, clean, air-conditioned and occasionally you get to see cute Caucasian kids! What a nice place.



Oh. There's a whole wall of green plants on it. Songminghan says behind that wall is actually the gents. And you can actually see through the gaps of those plants the rest of T3 when you're standing at the urinals. I don't know how true is that.



Here's the shows we watched today. They're both horror because we're horrible people. ._. Okay no, I like horror because some of them are funnier than comedy. (You'll see why.) Anyway, they're Final Destination 2 and some retarded show called Feast.

FD2 was okay. I thought the ending was pretty lame but overall still not that bad lah. Comparable to FD3 I guess, a bit less gory.

Feast is ultimate. It's worse than Midnight Meat Train. SERIOUS. It's what the barney 1000 year old cockroach funnier than MMT.

I can't even tell you the whole storyline because I'm too busy laughing I didn't notice what's going on alot of times. But I'll try.

I chose to rent this show because the synopsis sounded really intriguing. The back of the DVD cover said something about a group of people getting stuck in a tavern while many hungry man-eating monsters are out hunting for people to eat. OKAY OMG WHY DOES IT SOUND SO STUPID NOW. Uhhh. No, really, I thought it sounded pretty scary. I thought maybe it'll be something like The Descent or The Cave, which are both pretty alright shows. But no. NO. Feast is downright retarded.

The show starts with introduction of every character. Like REALLY introduction. The screen will freeze at the character, and then it'll turn black and white, and then some words will appear. Namely the character's name, some funny fact about the character, and the character's life expectancy. ._. Yah.

So it went,

Name: Bartender
Occupation: Bartender
Life expectancy: Does not expect anything out of life

HUH?!?!

And it went on and on,

Name: Honey Pie
Occupation: Waitress/Singer/Dancer
Life expectancy: Wait and see

And it continued for at least 15 minutes. Until someone whom we thought was the lead actor appeared. Somebody burst into the tavern all bloody with a gun. And the screen paused, turned black and white, and

Name: Hero
Occupation: Hero
Life expectancy: Should not expect much.

Okayyyyyyyyyyy. So Hero appeared, and said, there're monsters out there and he showed them the head of one of the monsters which I presume he killed. ._. And then some guy said That's bullshit, and then monster appeared suddenly from behind and took Hero.

So Hero died. Yes, the HERO of the show only appeared for 3 minutes at most.

Oh. Actually the monsters only took Hero's head. And made a really funny scene because blood kept spurting from the neck onto Honey Pie who just stood there and kept screaming. Like, why can't you just. Walk. Away.

And then everyone freaked out and another girl burst into the tavern, less bloody than Hero. Screen paused, turned black and white, and

Name: Heroine
Occupation: Heroine
Life expectancy: Longer than Hero, hopefully.

Yes, what the barney cockroach.

Then suddenly there's a mess and more people got killed. Okay and then apparently Heroine is Hero's wife and the amazing thing is she wasn't upset when she saw her husband lying on the floor headless.

More people got killed. Blood. Intestines. Yah yah whatever.

Then girl called Tuffy realised she left her son Coby upstairs. So she ran up to find him. Then monster came in through the window and took Coby. So Tuffy cried.

Then everyone left gathered at level one and decided to lock themselves in the tavern so the monsters can't come in (and they can't go out either...).

So they nailed boards to all the windows and locked up the rooms on level 2 so the monsters won't reach them. Okayyy. Like the monsters can't go through the pathetic wooden doors. Okayyyy.

Anyway, meanwhile Honey Pie is still standing at the same spot where she had been spurted with blood all over from Hero's neck. Yes, why can't she just. Walk. Away.

._.

Oh. How can I forget. They actually caught a mini monster. As in, it's the monster, but smaller. And they managed to kill it by trapping it in an icebox and then firing at the icebox. So there's this stuck-up guy who suggested throwing that small monster out to scare the other monsters away. He said something about showing them that humans are not vulnerable and all that crap.

Then after they threw it out, they observed the monsters from inside the tavern and somebody commented that "They look like a family" and then somebody else said "And yea, we just killed their baby".

._.

And then what follows is really retarded.

The Mother Monster and Father Monster humped and made another Baby Monster, in less than 30 seconds.

WTB.

Aiyah, I can't bring myself to recall the story any further. It's really, really dumb. It beats Midnight Meat Train hands down legs up.

You won't want to miss it. It's the worst movie ever.

Omb long post.

Byebye.

11:11:00 PM because I say so

Here's the day where it feels too much and feels too little all at the same time.
Like, having a job without passion.
Like, having a lover without love.
Like, having enemies without anger.
No fire, nowhere's on fire.
(I said like. That implies use of similes. So you can leave out asking me.)

Henceforth, I guess I'm sick of life. No, not of mugging. I'm fine with studying. I'm probably sick of everything else.
Like, getting worked up by nitty gritty stuff.
Like, exasperation.
Like, I-want-to-be-alone-s.
Like, redundant "s".
(I reiterate, I said like.)
Like, some things that happen need not imply others.
Like, if I don't feel like talking to you,
it doesn't necessarily mean I don't like you,
or I'm angry with you,
or anything that's too personal.
Like, stop thinking everything's over you.
Like, it's so not.
Like, if you start taking everything personally,
like that,
then maybe I'll really get angry with you.
(I said maybe. That implies a possibility, a probable chance. It's not the same as will, if you don't realise.)

Oh no. Now you're going to start guessing what exactly I'm talking about, even though I said like and maybe. You're going to jump to conclusions like rabbits jump at carrots. (Sorry, I can't think of any other example of jump.) Ha.

I can't stand humans.
They're too complicated and they clog up my mind like monsoon clogs up drains.
Too much water at too fast a speed.
Like, really alot alot of water.



6:57:00 PM because I say so

Some photos. I can't wait for the prickly prelims (alliteration!) to be over. I want fun quick.



Here's my Holy Study Table (HST) at home. I first set it up last year when it was nearing O's because there's no proper table at home for me to study. This table is also used for Mahjong at my house so making it into this state discourages me from playing Mahjong... at home. (I still went STSK's house the other day. Oh my oh my.)

Anyway, HST is holy because it's right in front of the altar. (Yes, see the red light, that's light from altar.) And I chose to sit back facing the teevee. So I face the altar and if I were to look up from my books, all I see is guan ying ma looking back at me.

That's supposed to prompt me to study harder.

HST also serves another important purpose because guan ying ma can bless me with good grades. Every time I feel like eating the whole table because ALL ORGANIC COMPOUNDS LOOK THE CATERPILLAR SAME, I look up and pray to guan ying ma that I can pass Chem. Oh the solace. Religion is mega important these days.

Last but not least, when prelims resume in two days' time, and I still haven't got past arenes, I can hug guan ying ma's legs (not Buddha's, but still).

I talked a lot for a single HST.

On the last day of pre-holiday-prelims, we went out to play. Okay actually we went out to Photohunt. And watched The Hunting Party which is a really great show. Anyway, the point is while waiting for the movie to start, we played pick-up sticks and I took pictures.



HongjiemeixXxXxX has never played pick-up sticks before in his/her life. I was pretty shocked because aren't pick-up sticks any kid from our era play? But then again, considering his insane pa-game skills, he probably started playing with his Computer (capital C because it's alive) when he was five. I wonder if he knows what's hopscotch.



Here's us all looking very intently at some stupid coloured sticks like we're expecting them to move. Okay fine we ARE expecting them to move, so that the person loses his turn and it's a turn nearer to ours. ._.



Melissa, looking like this is her first attempt although this is probably her 15070137888th time playing pick-up sticks. HOW CAN ANYONE CONTINUE LOOKING EXCITED FOR SO LONG. -wonders.



Serene Ah Ma also play. This shows that pick-up sticks is for people of all ages, ranging from small little kids like Melissa to old grandmothers like Serene. Pick-up sticks yoohoo.



Here's the many many many Spongebob stamps Songminghan got for me from Ebay after I keep complaining that I can't find them in all Minitoons. (They probably stopped selling.) One of the many here is actually from Priscilla, she gave me a Sandy stamp last or last last Christmas. Another is from gillian and chunying, they got me a Spongebob on my birthday this year.

Anyway, I got really excited over these stamps because they are mega cute. Quite a few are repetitive though. D:

So, thank you Songminghan. This is proof that you're not so mean afterall. The next time I say you're mean, you can show me my own post to convince me otherwise.

That's all. I'll have alot more pictures after prelims when I go out for FUN. :D

Byebye.

7:26:00 PM because I say so

Just 2 hours ago,

Me: We should walk the route we talked about just now.
chunying: But we're not at KFC.
Aaron: Harh. We're eating KFC?
Me: No.
Aaron: But it's so unhealthy!
Me: We're not eating KFC.
G.Jiahao: KFC?
Aaron: We're eating KFC?
Nat: What KFC? We're eating KFC?

What happens when people at the back of a line hears only what the person in front of him says.

But anyway, this ain't a perfect story to tell because it didn't happen naturally -- Aaron and Nat were high and being idiots. But it's still funny. I hate it when recounting makes the events sound so. bland.

*
Mugged very effectively at AMK library today with chunying and ganjiahao. I'm sorry Jiahao for showing you NJ's Chem paper 3 and making you brood over amphetamine for such a long time. And why the Na+So3- group has to be in the dye and so on. What's with you and 1mark questions anyway.

Anyway, Motivation found me today and I mugged like a happy lamb. I'm in love with Physics, like totally! Nuclear is lovessss worxxxxx. And lasers are such cutesy things. Light amplification FTW.

I must Ace Chem too to make Priscilla and gillian proud. :)

gillian couldn't come today because her nose dropped off like Micheal Jackson's did. I hope she gets well soon. I've an exciting Chem paper for you to do! (:

*

I'll wake at 8am tomorrow so I can meet Songminghan at 9.30am so we can head JE and get a huge table to mug till all cups die. Mugs unite yoohoo.

I think yoohoo is a really funny word. Add it to any sentence and the sentence becomes funny no matter what.

"I think your skirt is astoundingly short, yoohoo."
"I'm very serious, yoohoo."
"Sokmui is out killing, yoohoo."

See, they all end up sounding funnier no matter how frightening, serious or morbid (for Sokmui's case) they're supposed to sound.

Why am I talking about this anyway.

Okay. I'll go sleep now so I can embark on my Journey of OO (Overcoming Organics) tomorrow. Come on we can do it! It'll be over... ON WEDNESDAY! Tra-la-la-la-la-laaaaa Sokmui. :D

10:32:00 PM because I say so

Before I got into NJ, I'm happiest on Mondays and unhappiest on Fridays. MONDAYS were happy days because back in Anderson you get to wear the Anderson tie and sing Ever onward, Andersonians, which is a happy thing and Mondays always start with Mdm Wong's Maths lessons. FRIDAYS, on the other hand, are days when bad things happen. Like on Friday the 13th one year, some gorilla teacher who I didn't like pat on my shoulder and asked if we could start afresh. It was scary. It was scary dammit.

After I got into NJ, I'm happiest on Fridays because they're the last day of the school week, and the day ends at 1230, and so I can meet friends for movies or sushi buffets or go home to sleep all I want. Sundays are the worst because even if it's sunny, it's still gloomy inside because the next day will be a Grey day in the Grey.

Mondays in NJ aren't bright and brilliant because

1. You still sing the school song, but you sing the school song EVERYDAY anyway. So there's no big deal.
2. YOU DON'T GET TO WEAR THE RED TIE.
3. Yes, no matter how red it is. You still don't get to wear it.
4. Mondays end late.
5. It doesn't start at 0830 like Thursdays do.
6. It doesn't start with Maths. Even if it does, it's not Mdm Wong's.
7. But Mondays have Maths anyway (I think), and my Maths teacher is Annoying to the power of 99. Teo = (Annoying)^99.
8. Oh yes, how can I not mention the tie.
9. Oh I mentioned it already. THE TIE.

Hence you may predict that this Sunday will be a very bad day because we'll all be either

1. Dreading school reopen
2. Wondering where September holidays went
3. DID ONE WEEK JUST PASS?!
4. OMG AND IT'S PRELIMS?!!!
5. AND I HAVEN'T TOUCHED CHEMISTRY?!?!!!
6. This can't be true
7. But it's TRUE!
8. That's it? You call that holidays? YOU CALL THAT HOLIDAYS?!
9. It passed damn quick. It passed damn quick dammit.

I don't get it. I bet $0.50 the men in black from Momo are really stealing our time when we aren't looking. To keep in the Time Bank. (Momo is a nice book, by the way, and Sokmui even named a stuff toy after it. Okay sorry Sokmui, I accidentally showed the world your sentimental side. -sniffs... Okay she's going to kill me.)

Anyway, the point of my post is (No, I'm not going to say no point, because guess what! There's a point this time!) to gloat at you, you, you and you who're not taking PCME in NJ because

I DO NOT NEED TO GO TO SCHOOL ON MONDAY LIKE YOU SORRY PEOPLE HAVE TO!

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA.

Okay that's because prelims is still ongoing and I've no paper on Monday. There's Physics on Tuesday, Chemistry on Wednesday and then guess what!

MY PRELIMS IS OVER ON WEDNESDAY!

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA.

(Oh my, this makes me feel SO much better. HA.)

Hence I got an extra day of holiday.

AN EXTRA DAY OF HOLIDAY!

NO MORE MONDAY BLUES YO.

HA HA HA HA H--- Okay lah. I won't be so mean. But really lah, I don't have to go to school on Monday. (Repeats 600 times) I don't have to go to school on Monday, I don't have to go to school on Monday...

...

See how pathetic all we students are. We get so happy over such things.

...

NO MONDAY BLUES YO.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA at Sokmui. (She's killing me anyway.)

8:18:00 PM because I say so

Love, in all sorts,
is just a transient seventh heaven that we all crave.
Quick to receive, pendulous to devote.
Shilly-shally, shilly-shally.

I'm a loner and loners need alot of time Alone.

12:57:00 PM because I say so

Brave New World is a perturbing book. Ending was stupid, but great book anyways. It left me very disorientated. I heard a baby cry over Channel 8 just now and images of embryos in bottles in neat rows and columns in dirt-free-white-like-Colgate room on level 16 of factory making babies come into my mind.

I probably finished the book too quickly I can't switch back. Oh. Switchback means something else.

SWITCHBACK
noun A road, trail, or railroad track that follows a zigzag course on a steep incline.

I read that somewhere just now.

Omb. If Huxley is Chemist and he writes Organic books, or talk more about P2O5 or write out all the molecular formula of chlorophenylhydrazinobenzene-ring-with-a-fishball-that-goes-pop-yay, maybe I'll remember more about the subject that starts with a C and ends with Y. No I'm not talking about chlorophenylhydrazinobenzene-ring-with-a-fishball-that-goes-pop-yay. I was saying Chemistry noob.

Okay I meant to keep this post short.

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Oh Mai Gawd. Get Brave New World out of my head.

Okay byebye.

9:45:00 PM because I say so

GEAD let me see this. WHY? WHY MUST YOU TEMPT ME TO TAKE UP YET ANOTHER CHANCE TO LAUGH ABOUT YOUR HUMONGOUS HEAD, I mean, GEAD?!

1)The person who tagged you is:
Actually I got this from Giahao's blog. Nah, he didn't exactly tag me. He tagged whoever that wants to do. And being the nicest person you can ever find, I can't just reject an offer like that. Okay anyway, the person who kind of tagged me is Chim Jia Hao, aka Chim Gia Hao, or Gead, or The Short Guy with a 74 inch head, or UFO head.

2)Your relationship with him is:
I'm Batman and he's Joker. No he doesn't tell me jokes. He's just funny to look at. SIX YEARS, SIX YEARS already. I still can't help it. He's just. HAHAHA.

3)Your 5 impressions of him is:
He can play Super Mario on piano. He's rich like omgwtbbbqmarshmellows, rich until can buy smaller UFOs to feed his UFO head. He eats his head while walking (LOL I STILL THINK THAT'S DAMN FUNNY). His handwriting looks like worms, thick blue G2 worms. And he's gay with Minghan. :O

4)The most memorable thing he has done for you:
He helped me print Written Report. LAWL. Eh, that's a huge thing okay. I was super spider panic when my printer had no more black ink and all shops are closed and I've to go bind tomorrow morning and yada yada.

5)If he becomes your lover, you will:
Batman can't love Joker. But Joker says Batman completes him (in the show). Dark Knight is a nice show.

6)If he becomes your lover, things he will have to improve on will be:
Uh. Stop acting L. I like Light more. Kira FTW.

7)If he becomes your enemy, the reason would be:
Because I'm Batman and he's Joker. Uh. Or because he came into the cinema and blocked the whole screen with his 74 inch head. WHEN I'M WATCHING DARK KNIGHT SOME MORE.

8)The most desired thing you want to do for him now is:
Make him imitate L and Joker at the same time. LOLLL that's funny. "Why so serious now" --- sucks thumb* LOL.

9)Your overall impression of him is:
Let me think. OMG CANNOT CANNOT. I think of his left eye only my brain feels crowded. OMG CANNOT ALREADY. Think of both eyes only my brain is filled. Totally. Ohno. I can't think anymore.

10)How do you think people around you feel about you?
I'm Batman. I save the town. Yoohoo.

11)The characteristics you love about yourself:
I'm Batman. I save the town. Yoohoo.

12)On the contrary, the characteristics you hate about yourself:
I'm Batman. I save the town. Yoohoo. HAHAHAHA this is getting funny. I'm Batman. I save the town. Yoohoo.

13)The most ideal person you want to be is:
I'm Batman. I save the town. Yoohoo. I want to be SPUDERMAN!

14)The people that care and like you, say something to them:
Hi. I'm Batman. I save the town. Yoohoo.

15)Pass this quiz on 5 3 people you wish to know to know more about you:
JIAHAO (It's the holidays, come on waste some time!)
SONG MINGHAN (He says he has decided to turn nice. Omb how is that possible.)
(Who else is free?)
LI MIANG IS A NICE GIRL (I didn't type that! :O)

I don't have 5 friends. So I'll change it to 3! :)

Byebye!

10:43:00 PM because I say so