Tuesday, December 1, 2009

interesting read.

months ago while preparing for monstrous A level examinations, this primary school ex-friend of mine kept sending me mindless and senseless messages at unearthly hours when im sleeping or burning night oil (1am or later). i warned him, not just once, but thrice. but his arrogance got the better of him, he claimed that hes not in any wrong at all, and he continued with his shameless actions. whats worse is that he still have the audacity to say atrocities such as - "it is up to me to decide who to sms."

apparently, i think the diction "harassment" and "im at fault" doesnt exist in that shallow brain of his. after numerous futile attempts to correct his "wrongs", i have decided to call the cops. my father stepped in of course, he wanted to give that chap a second chance.

though effing irritating, he does serve as a form of entertainment. like a clown, he fabricated absurdities such as "getting an A grade for his general paper preliminary examinations". if thats the case, he should be preparing for A levels now. perhaps the desire of getting into a junior college has led him into an imagined world where he cant differentiate between nanyang polytechnic and nanyang junior college. interesting.

and by the looks of his sentence structure and degree of maturity, it appals me that such a person could actually get an A grade for general paper. whats more amusing is that he loves to self contradict. and of course, not forgetting, he loves to put words into others' mouth (wonder what his parents fed him). its utterly disgusting to find out that this chap still claimed that hes living in mutliple houses when those private properties have been sold long ago, and that hes got to work and study at the same time now.

such a person whos got a face that has been rammed over by cars, vans, lorries, buses, lrt trains, mrt trains multiple times, got sat on by raphael on the face, got kicked by weehong (with god mode switched on) in the face and got slapped by xinhao's "diamond biceps" on the face, really erks me to the maximum.

alright, i shant be so mean. one insignificant part of his face looks o-k-a-y when yc spat on him.

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sweehong: Can you stop sending me these messages? Take it that i'm begging you. If you're mass sending, then it's best you delete my number from your list. Thanks.
asswipe: Oh puh-lease? Beg? Ya got to be kidding. It's not that i LOVE sending sms-es to you. I'm actually wasting 5cents if you haven't realise. I understand your current situation A levels blahblahblah. But you've got to understand that it is up to me to decide who to sms. Moreover, it's a hassle to take you off the list, it's entire up to you and i don't care.
sweehong: Oh? It's a hassle to take me off the list? Then isn't it more cumbersome to decide who you want to send sms to? Since you bear grudges about wasting that 5cents, why even bother sending stupid messages to me? Think about it, your reason doesn't show any sense of coherence.
asswipe: Lol. Wow, using big words now. Wonder how awesome your GP would be. Back to the topic. You're the one who's not making any sense. Firstly, i don't select people. Secondly, you have no idea what phone i'm using. Thirdly, i did not complain about the 5cents. I suggest you're better off studying and prepare to receive my messages. Then again, i don't care if ya read my messages or not. So yup. It's entirely up to you.
sweehong: How vindictive can you get? Is it so hard to just delete my name from your list? What for kick up such a fuss in the first place when someone requested nicely from you days ago? You're making yourself look really bad here.
asswipe: Ehhhs, Geeesh. You've really got no idea what phone i'm using. It's really troublesome. If you're using it, you'll totally understand. Errr, can you state which part of my messages shows that i'm kicking up a fuss? You're the one here's that (chinese words). I'm trying to explain here. Hello? Geeesh, can't you see that you're the one getting all worked up because of one sms?
sweehong: One message? You got to be kidding me. If you want to know who's kicking up the fuss here, go look at your previous messages and look at the scarcsm. i don't believe it is THAT hard to delete a contact number.
asswipe: Cos ya used all the big words all of a sudden??? Unless ya say you use all these words in your daily life and got an A for your GP. Otherwise it's quite hard to believe you're all not worked up -.-
sweehong: One doesn't need to have to get an A to use felicitous expressions. Your take on that is a mere fallacy. Besides, technology is all about a few clicks here and there, it wouldn't take eons to delete a contact. Furthermore, do you think others would enjoy receiving your messages?
asswipe: But do you use such words in your daily life? It's not just a matter of an A or not. You're jumping into conclusions and using big words here and there. Are you intimidating me? Cos i'm not -.- You just get yourself this phone and you'll understand. There's nothing better than self experience isn't it? Errr, like i've said before? I don't care if people reads them or not? I'm the one sending? It's up to me to decide? If it's really that annoying, I suggest you take extreme drastic measures like sue-ing?
sweehong: Look, you're the one jumping into conclusions. Did i use these so called big words to intimidate you? No. We use this in our daily life. Fyi, i'm a literature student. Why not you just spend the remaining time deleting my contact and stop coming up with mindless theories to stir up any more animosity. It's better that way.
asswipe: Lit student very big meh. I science sia. I got an A for GP and both languages in O level, England still as powerful as yours leh. Ayseh~ art student and your command of english so strong. Confirm straight A's student lah. Sorry, got drifted, now back to the topic. I don't see this getting anywhere. It's a little pointless talking and explaining to you cause someone thinks i'm coming up with mindless theories to stir up any more animosity sia~ So yup. Unfortunately for you, i'll still be doing my stuff. Better off studying for A's bah.

this is when my father stepped in.

asswipe: I don't wish to quarrel with you. The matter is settled, with your dad's help of course, showing how incompetent you are. Anyway, i don't wish to stress my thumb out typing, explaining to you again. Ask your dad to call again, it's easier talking to him.
sweehong: It's more about you not being cooperative.
asswipe: Lol, ok. Gonna choose to ignore. Not like some incompetent fool, who thinks she is so great -.- Guess your dad has already took his hands off you knowing how hopeless you are. Geeesh, what more can i say. Lalalalala.
sweehong: It's not about me being incompetent, it's about how not cooperative you are. And please don't put words into my dad's mouth, it'll actually show how ill bred you are to actually put words into other's parents mouth to critic the child using the parent's name.
asswipe: Lol, ok. When the time comes, we'll see who's the coward (:
sweehong: You're fighting a losing case here. Sending me messages after 1am multiple times when i requested you not to is more than enough.
asswipe: You've been saying that for quite some time ><". Anything new? Only shows me your level of intellectual knowledge ><". You don't know what your dad told me. That's all i'm gonna say. You're getting out of your dad's hand, and your dad has no idea how to deal with it. Showing how not bred or ill-bred you are. I'm not losing and i think you know it (: I really hope your dad sees this manns.
sweehong: Oh? Let's call the police and see then. Enough of the ill bred situtation please, come up with something more tangible.

i showed the messages to dad and he came forward to apologise later, which i feel digusted. i dont mind losing a "friend" like this. in fact, i mind having a "friend" like this. and guess what, he actually represents the country for fencing competitions, this is an embarrassment to the country, like totally.

Monday, October 19, 2009

they;

they have played an important part in my life; shaping me, moulding me (no pun intended). now that life in innova junior college is coming to an end, i feel despodent, somehow.

so much have happened over the past few months during my absence here, but im not going to spend another hour updating. i would rather do my revision.

my goals are clearer now; i want to be an educator (:

it is not true that life is one damn thing after another, it is one damn thing over and over.

Friday, July 31, 2009

HIATUS.

Friday, July 17, 2009

you are indeed, screwed.

my preliminary 1 results were unnerving. no disbelieving relief felt, only a plunging sensation when the examinations ended. the failure had really took me down a peg, and i felt that i have really let mrs siva and miss lin josephine down.

thursday's morning pe lesson was great, its the first time i see some people in action :D shahilia added tonnes of laughter to the game. at one point of time, i saw her flying all over the place around me. at another, i saw her looming dangerously above zubair, and the next thing i saw was her grabbing the ball from zubair (at the same time, whacking), who was helplessly lying on the floor. what an epic sence. by the way shahilia, you looked deranged back there.

the prom night was postponed due to further notice thanks to h1n1. our class have thus decided to organize our own at zouk or butterfactory and it got some overzealous people, who cant even pay classfunds on time, wanting to fork out a thousand bucks.

due to one h1n1 case, the whole of 0826b got quarantined. i shall not reveal the name of the person who got infected for he is a friend.

another issue which pisses the whole lot of us off is the operating hours of the college's side gates. to curb the spread of the virulent h1n1, the side gates are at function only in the morning before assembly and are closed for the rest of the day. as bus900a operates only at a specific time, and the journey from the college main gate to causeway point is extremely perilous and arduous, many choose the easier method - climb over the school's gate. i know that teachers are aware that we do climb over the fences as the cleaners are paid to poke their nose around and spy on the rebellious us.

i think the school should open the side gates evey few hours, lets say 15minutes or so, to facilitate our movement. to keep unwanted guest from coming in, they can keep the cleaners busy by stationing them at the side gates instead of letting them smoke at the staircase behind lt1.

the school is making something so simple into a conundrum.

why did i say that the route from the college's main gate to causeway point is perilous and arduous? well you see, there are truckloads of heavy vehicles entering and exiting the construction site next to the college, one innocent mistake could turn into one of the keys into the students' own doom. and not to mention about the excruciating hot sun which shows no mercy on us. i know some vitamin d would do us good, but too much of it will cause skin cancer and heat stroke.

furthermore, the ineptitude in gate climbing has caused some jc1 noobies to nearly lose their manhood (well, its not like they have it in the first place). dont worry, im well versed when it comes to gate climbing (not because i always climb it, im always punctual for school ok). credits goes to track training where i have to do hurdles.

this matter was settled by school system fiat. we have no power to compel the school management to adhere to our wants, a vehement opposition doesnt help either i guess. lets hope the college will realise the multiple cons someday soon and capitulate.



geography field trip to urban redevelopment authority on wednesday noon. i enjoyed myself for it was a fruitful and enjoyable experience (: let the pictures do the job (the rest are on facebook).

















i feel like fluffy, the 3headed dog (from movie harry potter and the philosopher's stone). this is due to the addition of a lcd screen to the 2exisiting televisions in the house. it is bigger than 4classroom tables add together, and its calling out to me.

it looks very much like a chocolate fudge cake and how i wish i can gobble it all up. oh well, i will have it tomorrow night during track dinner at the glass house :D

Friday, July 10, 2009

you are so screwed.

preliminary examinations 1 is over :D its time to party like a rockstar! oh this is so bullshit. i think im screwed, i am screwed, oh i am so damn screwed D:

normal lesson resumes next week, and i think im not quite ready for school yet :/ the change in timetable has dampened my mood, like totally. there will be general paper on monday. oh well, i dont learn anything during general paper either, so why bother? but i have learnt how to make nasty and rude comments at students. hah.

it seems that the college is going all out regarding the h1n1 precaution. we have to sit at the seats we are designated to during lectures so as to function contact tracing. just dont put me at the back please, or i will start whinning (after mae starts ranting).

Saturday, July 4, 2009

preliminary1.

it was only a few hours into term3 and kelvin already started asking about the upcoming holidays. oh man. where is my holiday extension?



anyway, got this off qinghui's blog. do watch it, its hilarious.



everytime i flip open the question paper, it felt as though i have been slapped across the face. so much for the anticipation of school holiday extension :/ anyway, 5papers down, 3papers more to go :D

preliminary examinations is like wading through an ocean of shit. worse of it all, the embarrassment suffered from stomach grumblings. sometimes, i feel that the thunderstorm raging in my stomach is loud to the extent where people sitting 3rows infront and behind me are able to hear it. given a chance to head for the nearest exit, i think i would run faster than a roadrunner with a rocket up its ass. however, im glad that im not the only one, but it seems like im always the one :/

one good thing about having examinations is that we get to see less of our most hated tutor. i wouldnt piss down her throat even if her heart is on fire.






pixie lott; cant believe that shes only 18, and whats with that stupid dance?



caught transformers; revenge of the fallen on its 1st day of release. i went for the morning slot, and the theatre was already 3/4 packed. 2hours and a half of non stop action and humour, its really nice (: do catch it!

i like :D

megan fox, a tranny?

dont kid me.

harry potter and the half blood prince, cant wait! :D


but look at what they have done to the quidditch attire, yucks.

Friday, June 19, 2009

the title is 'i can feel the fats'.

thursday morning was all about blasting shuttleballs back at fajar secondary school along with ivan, lewis, patrick and yiyang. alvin missed it due to school while jeremy and zhaoxiong have gone to planet mars, i supposed.

apparently, ivan finds it amusing that this particular ex-mate whom he saw quite some time back is still whacking brainlessly as before with just pure strength. lewis and i were going non stop about 'those russell lee days', 'those yeo yeo days', laughing at 'one(s) who cause the other one(s) to be so abnormal' and not forgetting, our very own alex ilyas.

alex is the amount of andy, joseph, kumaran, raphael, weehong and yc add together. hah :D

patrick is still the same, he still is dino, chris, richard.

alright, that was all inside joke (:

anyway, i havent played for nearly 3years, and my rackets are all covered with dust when i took it out from the wardrobe last morning. duh. and other the peijun and sebastian, there are no familar faces left in the team now.

overall, it was a great game (:



another week left to jc2 preliminary examination 1. oh well, i was really enthusiastic about mugging during the first week of june holiday, but the spirit has sort of diminished. same applies for long evening runs, i havent ran at all for this entire week!

alright, lets all grow freaking fat together and chiong for A levels! :DDD


ok people, you all should try out bakerzin! student price of 50% off all main course and desserts! sooooooooo cheap you can eat till you vomit! woots! :D


the clouds look like candyfloss, how i wish i can gobble them all up.



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rest in peace mr seah, you have been a great history teacher.
and you will always be.