I was watching and playing today. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Can someone save me? I'm not even geared up for anything at all. I love this slacking atmosphere too much man. =D





I've decided to shut out the rest for you. Say something nice.

Happy teachers' day.




Seriously, I'm wondering if today's celebrations were actually meant for children's day. It's like so not appreciating the teachers' efforts. I rather the school kept us in classes in school uniform. Honestly, I didn't even feel any mood at all. I felt like a wooden block.





The primary school class gathering turned out pretty fine with more then half the class turning up. We ate then decided to catch a NC16 movie. I managed to get myself across absurdly, because I'm 15+, but some people failed to. The greatest thing was that we displayed class spirit. We changed all 19 tickets to another movie which was PG. The change ended up at a later timing. So, we started sitting around in circles. The circle was rather big and round. Anyway, we watched 'Meet Dave', and I slept in the cinema again. Ahahahahaha. Bimbotic.






I waited till the last moment for you. You didn't appear. I simply detest this feeling of waiting. Fate has decreed that we shan't meet today, but that doesn't mean that it's the end. I'll continue waiting. Knowing it is meaningless, I just can't control myself.




Tonight will be the night that I will fall for you.

It's the intermediate break between the prelims now. So this holiday is going to be very exciting. I'm going to conquer those books. Ahahaha. I sound like some super mugger. Hahahahahaha.





Anyway, I've got nothing to do now. It's like so boring, to the extent that I've to find myself some entertainment. There's no more olympics and it's damn boring. Perhaps studying just makes up my life now. I'm a super mugger. Ahahahahaha. I wish to be smart, so that I need not study no more. Ahahahahaha. =D




I'm just being crazy here. I was talking to my other twin just now on msn. It's even more entertaining than talking on the phone. I didn't know the msn personal message could be that powerful.




Anyway, this week was the best week I ever had these few months. Only someone can be the reason. I suppose I need not reiterate myself. I really hope you read this.





You are the darkest memory I ever had, even my last attempt to give you up failed.





To you, someone who is tall, handsome and 17.

You are trying to fake and escape. I don't know how you thought about me, but I know I thought about it the whole night. I really don't know how much exactly this means to me. Meanwhile, let us just enjoy the hapiness we created. =D

=D I'm just gonna fall into that bottomless pit again.

Comfort me. You made me crazy. I was just only hoping to do something nice.



Won't you even let me?

That's a picture of my sec three table. It was my favourite table. It just reminds me of everything that happened during sec three. 2007 is the year. Too bad, no one has the ability to turn back time.




Ripples simply relive that moment I lost to time. Tell me what to do.

This is my most relaxing exam eve, because the exam starts at 11am. So, I can sleep late and go late. Haha. And I can wake up to begin my study adventure. It's just going to be sooooo fun. I don't know why I'm so happy to take the exam tml. Perhaps I can feel my way to that limited freedom after the exams. Afterall, it aint going to be everlasting freedom. Pouts. Oh well.



I always take such a long time to decide on what to do. I just wanna study and not sleep. Finish that pile of workshit. I really mean workshit. I forget how I did those papers, just like I forget how my stools look like.




I yearn for that limited freedom. Could you give it to me? (:

Before I sleep, I just want to say I've been great. And so are you.


Nights. (:

I like Jam Hsiao. HAH. It's actually not that paste that goes on bread, it actually means on-the-spot performace.



I'm starting to break down with my lack of beauty sleep. So, I'm gonna turn in soon.



Oh yea, before winnie spreads it, spoiling my reputation, I'll say it out myself first. I borrowed this rather horny book, that has this very small section on 'sex' only, to share it with my brother yea. Turns out he loved the book, he went to the extent of asking me about the location of the book; he cares about the book a lot. Anyway, most of its quotes are on humanity, so it's rather deep.



I know I'm horny, just don't keep harping on that and using that against me.



Good night.

I had my 'O' level english oral today. I have no idea how to gauge myself, I seem to have done well, yet screwed it up. So, I can only presume that I've done well for confidence sake.









I said good morning, instead of good afternoon. Shocking. I wasn't feeling that nervous, but I just made the first comment, a wrong one. Yea, I kinda lied in my conversation, when I kept talking about Bukit Timah Nature reserve, and saying that I go there once a month, when I've never step foot there before? Anyway, I can kinda guess everyone talked about that too. Perhaps except for one part.




I kinda screwed that.




Oh well.




I feel good. Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah~

I'm back. (:



Unfortunately, there wasn't even a single grain of sand. The resort was situated at a mangrove muddy coast. Kukup is actually pretty near Singapore, considering the fact that we could still watch the NDP from channel five there. It's kinda like enclaved tourism with many chalets or resorts jutting out in a less developed area.


The settlements there are like houses on stilts, but the resort we were staying in was pretty well-furnished. It's still considered inferior, compared to those at downtown east. Imagine 6 people per room, shocking eh? Anyway, that place was like a casino, with the elders gambling?


It was a company trip, so why am I there when I'm still studying? POUTS ._. I suddenly recalled something on my way there - I wanted to go see Jam Hsiao yesterday.


Anyway, most of the people were just playing mahjong, drinking and smoking, singing karaoke or watching the olympics. It seems to be quite redundant if you wanna go there and engage in such superficial activities. There's always downtown east in Singapore.


It's overall boring, after my father brought us to do some fun stuff. We bought hooks and started fishing by the side of the wooden planks. Then we bought fireworks to make up for national day. I really thought that warplanes came to bomb us, as the fireworks crackled and boomed.


Pollution came with tourism. It smelled of shit there, but smoke was worst. I miss the NO SMOKING sign. Though there's tourism present there, the standard of living is still quite low there. A huge disparity between the resorts and local's houses. Cemented walls and wooden planks for the latter.


Anyway, a lot of handsomes there. Aha. And those olympic participants were really skilled and powerful. Very handsome too. (:



I had my share of fun. Touched no book at all. Sipped some Heineken - shiok.

I'm going kukup tml for one night, which is somewhere in Malaysia. I don't feel like going, especially when I already mapped out what I would do in the library for saturday - mugging real hard. I did some research and found out that the sunny beach was a hoax, and that being on a kelong was the real thing. Feeling a little betrayed, I still have to go. Bah. ):




Today's 'Connecting Singapore' project was rather entertaining, although I'm sure staying in school for FIESTA would be a million times better. We got this chance to step into RI, which is a school deemed with the so-called despo people. Unfortunately, they sent their sec ones, so not very handsome lah. Our class guys started with a surprise friendly match of basketball with the RI guys. It's pretty much unfair, because the RIs are still wearing shorts. Oh well. Things started getting tense and unfriendly as the Green RI boy became aggressive. Oh well. We cheered for our class, of course. But I really think that we lack the sportsmanship to cheer on for the opposing team as well.





Next, we stayed under the hot blazing sun to learn the cheers all over again. It was a disgrace to them due to the lousy response, but we were a total disgrace ourselves anyway. Know what, I hate the sun. It made my face turn as red as a baboon's butt.





Blah blah blah. Then we were finally on our way to our destination, to hold hands with one another and say the pledge, which is the main motive of the project anyway. I guess our way there was the most enjoyable though.





We reached. And stood right at the sides of the expressway. Entertain ourselves, we did the Kallang wave, Kallang Jumping wave, waved at the drivers, etc. It's very surprising to see the drivers waving back, but Mr president didn't drive past. What a shame. We practised waving at drivers for so long eh. The worst thing is, we were so engrossed in playing all these nonsense, we missed the part on saying the pledge. So, the event kinda defeated its purpose. Oh well. We had such a fun and lovely time holding hands with one another, aint it?





Oh yea, on the way back, I peered over the low walls of the school and saw the swimming pool. Omg, so many handsomes with their bare backs at the pool, WEET WEET~ Yea, there was entertainment with a accapella behind us. HAH.





Surprisingly, RI does have female toilets, but the males aren't allowed entry. For the benefit of their female teachers, I suppose.





We ate Jack's place. I want the steak.

It's been such a hectic week. Nevertheless, the SPA exams are gone and over. WOOHOO. And I'm now in this really relaxed mood, which is highly not recommended. Moreover, I'm gonna holiday overseas this weekend. I totally forgot about the holiday, there goes my national day.



Imagine the coconut trees swaying with the breeze, the golden sand glittering like diamonds under the sun, the turquiose waters shimmering and sparkling. I'm going there for a holiday. Ahahahahaha. Actually, I have no idea where's that place.



Anyway, it seems especially ironical that as a Singaporean, I'm not here in Singapore to celebrate national day, and instead is out overseas somewhere.




Prelims are just round the corner. The maths and sciences pile just can't seem to finish stacking up. I just wanna do my humanities, despite the fact that it's utterly boring.




Sour sucks.

I feel a little offended alright. You don't know who, nevermind. Don't try to make fun okay? Hsiao is pronounced as Xiao1. Not Siao. How could you attempt to ridicule the first singer I ever acknowledged I liked? Bleh. Anyway, that manly voice can be heard when you come to my lovely blog.



Don't attempt to antagonise me.



I'll have to commit aggression if I have to.



All this stress and pressure is starting to take the toil on me.
Pardon me.

I like Jam Hsiao. Anyone has a problem with this? This is my choice and freedom of speech. HAH. Don't you think that his voice is so manly? Ah~ Sexy. My brother like his songs too, alright? A manly voice.



I realised that I'm commiting aggression through my words lately. I tend to reply with sarcasm, that kinda pricks out people's aggression too. I don't know why, but I can't help tolerating not commenting. I apologise if I've hurt your feelings along the way. It harms the harmony and I feel uncomfortable too. I will regain back my peacemaking skills. Rest assured.



Anyway, there's this video my brother showed me, about the grammatical errors of the word; fuck. Or rather how to use the word fuck. It's very funny, because it's supplemented with examples. It's not offensive at all. No graphics, very safe. Perhaps you watched it before.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q23sodJ0SIg&feature=related



I like this. Aggression; Fuck you.

In the blink of an eye, this week is over. I wonder how many days are left to the prelims. I wonder how many days are left to the 'O' levels. But definitely, it'll be fast. Time seems to pass exceptionally fast when we are studying. Today's the first of August. Didn't we just begin the year? Everything seems like yesterday. This is how fast studying depletes our youth.

Today we were busy taking photos of 4R3, the photo-taking session. The photos are surprisingly presentable, faked with those plastered smiles. Anyway, the WE LOVE 4R3 formation in class tees on the so-called parade square was terribly carried out despite the perfect plans. We were bbq'ed under the sun, how about that? We attracted attention during the CME period from other classes, especially Ms Kum's class. Eh, where did all these black shirt people come from?

I believe 4R3 is the best class, isn't it? Outshine the rest. (: