Another Post!

Greeeeeeeeeetings!

I'm pretty sure the last post was boring, but I was bored so... Live with it.

I am going to post a few pictures up here now. It's been long due anyway.




















I was competing with my in a "swinging long jump event!" Wooooo! Swings are pretty fun you know. Not only for kids, but for grown ups as well (not saying I'm a grown up but yea) cause you get to do plenty besides swinging!

You could literally spend hours on the swing with someone there with you. Really.

You could do a "swinging long jump" event with a friend to see who jumps the furthest like I did in the picture! (Look at the height! Look at the angle! Perfect jump. Beat my sister hands down)

You could try swinging 180 degrees! Or more if you like the risk. It's soooo exhilarating when you tilt your head back as you come back down. Woooooooooooooooo!

There are other pictures I really should upload, but the process of actually doing it is deterring me very much. So school's over, work's done. Now I'm practically just sitting at home and gaming. At first, I thought that was all I wanted to do, and believed my mum's nagging for me to stop gaming for such long hours to be really annoying until now.

WTH.

I need a job. I need something to do.

I'M GETTING FAT. I have a tummy. :(

OK, I procrastinated during my exams, I SHALL NOT ANYMORE! ROAR! I am going to run everyday every evening from Wednesday onwards. Work those fats away. And you'll see a lean mean Auntie-killer NICK OH. Take that wussie-killers!

So I've got my pay of 935 dollars. I have to give 30% of it to my mum. I'm thinking THIRTY PERCENT OF 900. Think that's ok? I'm rounding off to nice figures! So easier to count. I want to get an iPod classic! Which will be engraved with the name "Nickasnack - My Wineglass Hero" Hehe cool or WHAT.

Well, that's pretty much it for now. I've been on for hours. (You can tell by the tone of my mother's voice. It's directly proportional to how long I've been playing. So do the maths.) Plus my ears has no circulation from having the headset on for so long.

The Rusty Old Suitcase

The rusty old suitcase
Has been stored in the cellar for days.
Spiderwebs and dust clung upon it
Like a bee that sucks the honey.
The moonlight shine,
Shrouding it with an air of mystery.
Sometimes, I could almost hear the contents inside
Crying out to to end their misery
By opening… opening
The rusty old suitcase.

The rusty old suitcase
Belonged to my late grandfather.
It must have been important to him,
For it never left him a moment of dim.

One night with candles burning bright,
I decide to open the case
To bring the truth to light.
Money, food or games would wet my taste.
But Alas! Floating out
Is the photograph of my grandmother’s face
The rusty old suitcase.



Styles of Departure

In times of the SARS crisis, someone has to die
The End.
In times of the economic meltdown, someone would rather commit suicide
The End.
But for Old Tom
In times of both crisis, he passed on
With a smile on his face
Knowing that he had a family base
That he would give an ace.
Departure had never been so sweet as honey
That would have given diabetes to a bunny.
The End.



Nevermore

When the gulls fly over the Bay.
They cry that you are far away.
Sailing for a foreign shore,
How my heart did break within us
At the thought of Nevermore.


Bedtime stories.

Once upon a time,
There was a Fairy Godmother that chimes.
She transforms Cinderalla
From poignancy into legacy of walah!

Oh, have you heard of the Big Bad Wolf?
His lung capacity is over the roof.
Poor little pigs,
They have to perform the gigs.

But Alas! Do you know they are all extinct?
No more fairy, wolf or pigs.
Only the model of them are left,
Wearing wigs.

As I emerge from the tent,
Their presence had been so distinct
That I have to record them down.
Maybe when I start to grow old and frown,
They will reappear
As I peer
Into the world of Bedtime Stories.


Kian Liang, IJC 0743B

I'm BACK!

HAHA! The A levels are done! (Hopefully.)

Wow, time passes really quickly huh, it's been more than a month since I've blogged. OK I admit, it's not because I don't have the time to, but rather I've been gaming for hours on end ever since my last paper was done.

And I'm not sorry. (Thought I was going to apologise huh? F!@# you!)

So here's a quick recap on what is going on in Nick's life:

- I've walked through Hell and survived.
- Awaiting judgement.
- Found a job! Music exam INVIGILATOR. Sounds really cool huh. INVIGILATOR.
- Managing my Vanish Clan. Hehe, doing good.
- Just sitting home and ROTTING before I get my results back.

All in all, that's pretty much it. I lead a pretty boring life, so I find it pretty pointless to base the content of my blog on my life. So I'm here to talk about QUIRKY issues!

I was reading a newspaper during work once (work's so SLACK) when I came across some pretty interesting articles.

"BLUE LIGHT SAID TO PREVENT SUICIDE AND STREET CRIME."

How interesting. And as usual, it was the Japanese who found out about this. (Must've been all the brains they've collected from the World Wars. Sucked them DRY they did.) They claim that by installing blue light-emitting apparatus, "have played a role in preventing suicides." and have "stop[ped] people from jumping in front of trains." (HUH. WTF. It's like tradition to jump in front of trains in Japan or something. Weird country, but with hot babes. I like.)

WOW. Just a simple blue light has ALL THESE EFFECTS? Not only did it work for the Japanese, but countries like Britain has tried it too and found out that crime rates has dropped in areas with blue illumination.

This is amazing news. Imagine what WE are able to do with just blue light! Picture this: You're walking home from a date. It's dark and cold and you have to walk through this narrow street. Suddenly 3 guys come at ya, wielding knives and a barbie doll with sharpened boobs, attempting to mug you. Initially you scream in horror!

"No no, don't mug me sirs!" You scream. "I am worthless! I have nothing on me, all I can do is... to offer you... My body..."

"WTF? Your body?! What good is your body to us? Out with it mam. We're not looking for sex. All we want is just LOVE. A hug. Care concern." Says the leader of the 3 men in a gruff voice. "So, I DEMAND YOU GIVE US EACH A HUG. If you fail to do so, I will stick the pointy legs of this barbie doll up somewhere you can't imagine. Your choice. Hug, or no hug."

You gasp in horror at the prospect laid out at you.

"Oh no... No sirs. That's the last thing I'd do even if I am on the verge of death!" With that, you spit at them.

Angered, they move to surround and corner you. Trapped like a baby in cot, you believe you have met your end until you feel something in your breast pocket. You quickly whip it out and realised it's your EXTREMELY POWERFUL BLUE LIGHT-EMITTING FLASHLIGHT. Without hesitation, you spread your feet apart, aimed down the barrel with the trio in your sight, and clicked the button.

PPPPPEEEEEWWWWWWW!

The recoil of the light emitted from your flashlight was so strong that it pushes you back 2 metres!

"Gaahhhh! What have you done to ussssssssss?!" one man screams at you.

Hands at your sides, you blow the smoke away from the top of your flashlight. "You will thank me for this."

The trio looks dazed and they slurr their words. "Maaaammm... How may I help you. Uhhh. I feel so... Happy. Happy happy happy!"

Pointing at a rat scurrying past them, "Aww, look! Cute bunny! I wanna give eeet a bwig hug!" With that, the three man put their arms around each other and danced off into the moonlight singing the ending song from Barney with a faint tinge of blue light coming off them.

"I love you... You love me, we're a happy ..."

-END STORY-

WOW. If the power of different coloured lights were harness... It'd be AMAZING. You'll probably find me zapping red beams of light at beach babes. (red is the colour of lust they say.) Or maybe, zapping barbie dolls. Hmm, perhaps they'll come to life and start a strip-tease for me eh?

Its Over.

The Bullet that left a gaping hole in my head.

Shot through my heart.

A sixth of a decade.

It's over.

Windows Vista Error codes

Windows Vista Error codes (Hilarious!)

- Found in Microsoft's internal memo:

Vista_Error: 001 Vista loaded - Warning your computer is now in danger

Vista_Error: 002 No Error - Check again in 10 seconds

Vista_Error: 003 Dynamic linking error - Your mistake is now in every file

Vista_Error: 004 Erroneous error - Nothing is wrong (just testing)

Vista_Error: 005 Multitasking attempted - System confused

Vista_Error: 006 Kelvin error: Type Mismatch - phone Kevlar

Vista_Error: 007 System price error - Inadequate money spent on hardware

Vista_Error: 008 Broken window. Path not found - phone Glazier

Vista_Error: 009 Horrible bug encountered - Press F13 for more help

Vista_Error: 00A Invalid property assignment. Promotional literature overflow - Mailbox full

Vista_Error: 00B Inadequate disk space - Free at least 50GB

Vista_Error: 00C Memory hog error - More RAM needed. More! More! More!

Vista_Error: 00D Window closed - Do not look outside

Vista_Error: 00E Unexplained error - Please tell us how this happened

Vista_Error: 010 Reserved for future mistakes by our developers

Vista_Error: 013 Unexpected error - Huh ?

Vista_Error: 014 Keyboard locked - Try anything you can think of.

Vista_Error: 018 Unrecoverable error - System has been destroyed. Buy a new one. Old windows licence is not valid anymore.

Vista_Error: 019 User error - Not our fault. Is Not! Is Not!

Vista_Error: 01A Operating system overwritten - Please reinstall all your software. We are terribly sorry.

Vista_Error: 01B Illegal error - You are not allowed to get this error. Next time you will get a penalty for that.

Vista_Error: 01C Uncertainty error - Uncertainty may be inadequate.

Vista_Error: 01D System crash - We are unable to figure out our own code.

Vista_Error: 01E Timing error - Please wait. And wait. And wait. And wait.

Vista_Error: 01F Reserved for future mistakes of our developers.

Vista_Error: 020 Error recording error codes - Remaining errors will be lost.

Vista_Error: 042 Virus error - A virus has been activated in a dos-box. The virus, however, requires Windows. All tasks will be closed automatically and the virus will be reactivated.

Vista_Error: 079 Mouse not found - A mouse driver has not been installed. Please click the left mouse button to continue.

Vista_Error: 103 Error buffer overflow - Too many errors encountered. Next error will not be displayed or recorded.

Vista_Error: 678 This will end your Windows session. Do you want to play another game?

Vista_Error: 683 Time out error - Operator fell asleep while waiting for the system to complete
boot procedure.

Vista_Error: 815 Insufficient Memory - Only 5,000 Gigawatts available

War & Exams

Let me tell you friends.

War and exams, there's nothing very much different between those 2.

Pain and sweat.
Fatigue.
Torture.
Painstaking preparations.
The mind games they make you go through.

Yes people, war and exams, they're one same thing. MOE is actually preparing us students for the possible future attack from foreign powers. (Hint hint, M_l_ysi_ Fill in the blanks.) Exams such as Os and As are just a façade, a front for turning students into cold merciless soldiers. PSLE is just a filter. They only choose the best MOE does. Sneaky sneaky.

They model exams to war conditions. Have you not notice it? If you're taking the As that is. They throw you into a cold room for hours on end and leave you there with nothing but yourself and a few scraps of paper. Then, out of curiousity, you pick up the pieces of paper in front of you, knowing that it really is just a trap. They are posing you a mental game. Can you, or can you not do it? Even before the examinations, their propoganda has filled your head with senseless mantras.

I must prepare for exams.
No more time to lose.
Must, must, MUST.
Must deprive oneself of sleep.
Must deprive oneself of food.
No more time, must prepare.
For war...

You spend sleepless nights, staying up to go through your notes. Very much like how soldiers are on night duty, ever vigilante, ever tired. They plan and plan strategies just like how we students plan on the best way to tackle the exam questions.

Back in the cold room, the chill starts to get to you. The silence seems so loud. Every creak, every shuffle, every cough seems to be amplified a thousand fold. It gets to your head. Your heart beats faster. You turn to look at the papers in front of you. Your vision blurs and all that's in front of you is just a smear of nonsensical words. You stare harder, squinting your eyes painfully but all you see is how the pattern of the grain of the paper runs. The clock ticks loudly and you stare up at it. Suddenly the realization of "OH NO! Time time. I need more time!" hits you hard. You start cold sweating. The cold chills you to the bones and suddenly fatigue kicks in and all you want to do is just lay your head on the table and... Fall asleep.

What you've experienced above is what the MOE is preparing you for: Interrogation practice. They're training you to resist revealing to the enemy what intelligence you have. "You would rather die than give up information on your country!" That's what they're instilling in us!

The countless lessons, tutorials, presentations you go through are just merely an illusion! You think the notes in front of you are actually notes?! Think again comrade. They're propoganda. The government has cleverly implanted crucial and specific words that your brain picks out as you read through them.

*Click image to englarge

(The words highlighted are the crucial specific words of brainwashing power.)

See, that's proof. Do you believe me now?

So friends, it's not too late to rise against our government. I'm not sharing an extremist views here, but is it not only right to have the freedom to choose whether we want to go to war for the Government? Think hard about this my friends.



The choice is yours...


Disclaimer: The writer is writing in his own capacity as a concerned citizen and the views and opinions expressed here are clearly his and his alone. Nick bears absolutely no responsibility to whatever is written here. In fact, to protect our own asses, we’ll even go as far to say that the editors for this blog are complete illiterate.

Tiny Font

BLOODY HELL.

THOUGH I'M TYPING IN CAPITALS (I'M NOT SHOUTING MIND YOU.) I'M PRETTY SURE YOU GUYS ARE SQUINTING YOUR EYEBALLS OUT JUST TO SEE THE WORDS.

I'M SORRY AND I'LL WORK ON IT.

BLOODY FONT SIZE.

Rush Hour

Hello earthlings,

I know I haven't posted much since... The stone age, but like, I've been busy with exam preparation. (HEY! I know that look on your face. Seems unbelievable, but believe it.)

Planned a study outing at the library today with my sis. Got up early at half past 8, and got to the library at 9.15. Do note that the library opens at 10, but you should know that Singaporeans are all very studious. (How do you spell that. Studios. Studious. Whatever. You get what I mean.) And especially since its a school holiday, we've got LOADS of "Study Campers" just practically setting out camps, staking their territory early in the morning. I would not be surprised if some of them even came at 8, maybe even setting up tents. And like my cousin would put it: "As if the Great Singapore Sales was on."

How true.

My goodness. So yes, there I was showing my sister, the way of The Study Camper. And let ME, show you The Way too. The Way requires ignorance, persistence, and most importantly of all, Kiasu-ism. Without even one of these three basic elements, one cannot begin. As an initiative, or a Beginner, I will teach you the most basic skill of all. Persistence.

The Art of Persistence:

To persist is the " Continuance of an effect after the cause is removed". Persistence is the foundation of which The Ways of The Study Camper is built on. From Persistence comes Patience which leads to the ultimate skill set, Kiasu-Ism.

A clear goal of the Study Camper is to: Attain a table whatever the cost.

As a camper in training, we must keep that goal in mind throughout the process. To do so, requires persistence. One must persist. Persist in getting up early, especially so during holidays. Persist, persist and WE MUST PERSIST in "booking" a bloody spot in front of the BLOODY GATE. Care not of the cost.

Someone: "Wa lau. Stop pushing me leh."
Initiative: Stares him down - LONG PAUSE - "F__K YOU MAN"
Someone: Backs away in fright. "Sorry sir sorry! I dare not!"

The Art of Ignorance:

"The condition of being uneducated, unaware, or uninformed." One of the ultimate aim of being a true Study Camper is to condition oneself to be UNAWARE. Unaware of surroundings, unaware of incessant complaints.

Initiative: Strolls into holding room right up front to the gate where everyone is waiting for the gates to lift.

Everyone: "Wtf? Eh wa l@n. NEH NEH. He tink his ah gong buy one ah? Wa lau! I tell you hor, if he don't move, I call my ah ma come whack his didi. Chop chop confirm she will come help me. Sure scare his balls off one I tell you.
Initiative: Oblivious to the rising anger of the crowd. Continues walking towards the front of the crowd. Like Moses parting the sea.

This is what we aim to achieve. Yes ultimate ignorance is the key to understanding The Way. Being oblivious is one of they key to being a step closer to becoming a fully fledged Study Camper.

The last... And the ultimate skill... Kiasu-ism.. I shall reveal the secrets to this, in the next post.



Stay tuned

R-E-S-T-L-E-S-S

I AM SO R-E-S-T-L-E-S-S.

Long weekend from the half-day of school on Friday till Monday. Which is today. Don't really feel like going to school tomorrow. Our timetable's been condensed and most of the days we end at 12.40. (On Fridays we end at 12.10! Holy cow! That's half an hour before the gates even open!)

BUT... (There's always a catch. ALWAYS.) There's going to be TONS of extra remedial! (DANG. It's too good to be true!) Especially for literature. Gosh. It's insane. There's one day we end at 5 because of that subject. 5 instead of 12.40! Noooooo!

Aye. I'm in my study room, sitting on my comfortable office chair, in front of my com and I SO DO NOT WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL TOMORROW. How how how?! I know I said not to skip anymore but... Man, it's so addictive. Let's do a cost benefit analysis of skipping school why not!

Cost:

1. There's only 2 tutorial tomorrow, which is econs and maths and I'm probably going to lose out in those
2. Then there's 2 lectures. History and GP. Syllabus is finished so I'm guessing they're just going through what has been taught.
3. I'll have to come up with a parents letter for not going to school. OR I STAY in school but not go for any lesson. Then again, that's quite stupid, since I'm already in school.

Benefit:

1. I'll be able to go to the library and (try) to do my work. Finish up my lit and history essay.
2. Maybe cram in some hours for econs.
3. Don't have to go through the agonizing pace of a school day.

Sighs so it doesn't look like I will be able to gain much benefits huh. Opportunity costs of being in school instead much higher. (Hope I got that right.) However if I do not go to school, I REALLY have to do my work! No more procrastination! No no no. Hmm, might be risky. Think mum might be going to the library to renew a book. BLAH BLAH BLAH. I sleep on the problem. SO ANNOYING. Hope my brain comes out with an answer when I wake.

Ooo, Cass's birthday today! Hung out with her at Orchard. Met up with her at the train station and headed over to Orchard to get our tickets. Initially wanted to find some M18 movies to watch since we're both legal this year, but unfortunately there wasn't any. Had to make do with a PG rated movie. (Money No Enough 2) Was pretty hilarious though. Hehe. Pretty worth it if you got the tickets at a student rate.

Oh yea, had lunch before that too. Pasta Mania! And my all time favourite Al Funghi! And she had my meal's counter part. Which was Creamy Chicken. Everything was practically the same except she had chicken in hers. OO I LOVE THE SAUCE though. Yum yum! Anyway, happy 18th birthday Casslyn Chan Huei Huei!

So yep... Shall sleep on my dilemma. Sighs...




Nick's Fact #1: Sleeping gives answers you seek.

AFK

Ahh I've been away for long. My bad!

Haha, that's cause there hasn't been much happening in my life. All the same. I mean there ARE some improvements. Studies in particular.

It's not exactly a big change, but still it's a small step for me before I start taking BIGGER steps. Results are out. Not much difference actually when you compare it with Block Test. Passed GP and managed an S grade for Literature. Haha! Finally! Slowly slowly. (But parents and everyone else is HURRY HURRY.) I know I know. A levels are like 2 and half months away, (89 days from this day to be exact) but I'm trying!

Don't think I will be posting much more until the end of the year. That's sad! I'm running out of juice to write interesting posts anyways... Haha, A level takes precedence of course.

Family life is OK. The parent teacher meeting last Friday wasn't too bad. Was kinda worried about my attendance. (100/113 "Where've you been the past 13 days Nick?! Thought you told me you only skipped once or twice?") Haha! Phew, thank god they didn't focus too much on it. Overall it was OK. PTM came and past and they didn't say much about my results. I just heard from mum that Dad has blamed her for letting me play even an hour plus a day. (WTH? Hey that's a HUGE cut from what I usually play. Leave it!) Hmm, but I've come to an agreement with mum that I'll only play an hour and a half each day. That's pretty fine with me! Haha. Should be sufficient. It's like taking nicotine patches to slowly curb my addiction.

Ooo my birthday's coming! 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd 3rd !! I like the date my birthday falls on. Easy to remember. 3rd of August. Hehe! Nice! School's going to ruin it all of course. So much work to do. History term ASSignment (Ahh! DIE.) Econs essays, lit files and poetry comparison. My wonderful weekend is GONE. Tsk. Was looking forward to a day of gaming with my clan without fear that my parents will come and nagg. Aye.

Well, that's all I've to say for now, boring I know, (leave with it) but just hang on till after my A levels! Nick Oh will be back.




Just you wait!

Nick angry, Nick want smash!

AAARGGGHH!

I wanna scream! I wanna jump outta the window like the guys who jumps out the window after seeing Penelope in Penelope! I wanna SCREAM. I wanna BREATHE FIRE.

I wanna fill my head with NOISY and ANGRY music.

Why can't I be allowed to make my own decisions? Why can't I decide what I should do or shouldn't do?

Why?

Got so pissed off just now when mum started nagging about me playing games. And Dad made it worse. Why does he ALWAYS have to POP out at the wrong time, and make crude remarks about me. Don't see him answering me when I talk to him about something. Always ignoring me.

It's F__ked up. This family is.

Addicted you say? Yes, but that was in the past! Have I not cut down IMMENSELY for my gaming hours? Yes! SO?! Don't keep bugging me! I will stop once I'm satisfied! And worry not, it'll only be an hour plus! 2 hours max? At least its not as bad as last time! I WILL do my work! I WILL study when I need to. PLEASE, let me be. You're killing me.




Let me be freeeeeeeeee~

Fun Fun

Woo!

Didn't go to school today. Had a terrible case of diarrhoea in the morning. It was terrible! I was feeling OK while I was walking, but halfway, ZOMG, I can't describe the feeling. It's as if the crap in me was shifting around, wanting to EJACULATE outta my butt! (Hee haw haw! "Ejaculate" and not "burst".)

I managed to fight off the feeling for a bit. Then went to meet my CS Clan member, Apple.Pie aka R3bel aka Geoffrey the perv. Headed over to Marsiling MRT to take a train down to Orchard to meet Geoff but, DANG, shat attack!

ZOMG, I had to tap out at the gantry just to go use the toilet! I couldn't take it. I nearly shat in my pants! (Shat: The past tense of Shit, which is the present tense of crap. So I shat my pants is saying I shit my pants, which means I crapped my pants, which means I took a poop in my pants, which means I dumped a lump. Source: Urbandictionary.com)

Rushed to the toilet that 2 out of 3 of the cubicles was taken, which left the one that had no toilet seat. A squatter! Knowing I had to get my terrible toxic waste outta my system, I hopped in.

In the 18 years of my life. I've tried to avoid using this kind of cubicle for squatters. Only used it once in my entire life, and now I've to face it again. You know, I had no idea how to actually shit in one properly. I had so much trouble the other time.

SO FINALLY. I got the hang out! Gah, what skill it requires! Ability to withstand the weight of your body, and the ability to not get your pants stained. The worst thing about squat shitting, is that you can actually see your CRAP come plopping down. It's so funky!



And this post will abruptly end here cause I'm not really in the mood to type. BLEAH




Restless

I'm BAAAACK.

Greetings, sexy guys and girls of all ages. (Woah ho ho there little 5 year old girl... Wooowee!)

I can't believe I haven't posted anything for a MONTH. Haven't been away for that looooong. You must've missed me


TTTTTTTTTTHHHHHAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

much huh.

I know I know! There there, there's no need for tears or hugs (though it's very nice of you!) Papa Nick's back in action! Waattaaa! Fear no boredom, for I am here! Muahaha, I sound O-So-Powerful! Woo. Been preparing for my prelims the whole month, hence the large gap between posts.




Ok...



I. Sense. Disbelief. And you're absolutely right! Lol. Dang, you know me TOO well guys. I'm so touched. Really I am. Haha only started preparing like, what, a day or two before the exams? Lemme tell you, the START and END of my prelims ended horribly horribly horrible! Started with history and ended with history, that's why. Could not remember a hairball of anything. Bleah. Oh well, at least the torture of my fragile mind has ended. Happy happy stuff we shall talk about!

Couldn't believe my ears when I heard that there was school after exams. (WTF?! Where was the break I deserved from squeezing my brain juices out and slurping it back in?! WHERE.) Gah, and here I am, back in school, and it's like... Having no school? No lecture in the morning, not even a proper GP tutorial, then 2 long hours of break, ASSEMBLY doing nothing, one lesson of maths and probably doing nothing for literature as well.

8 hours of school, and only one hour of proper lesson? *scoffs*

No wonder there was only 9 of us today in school. (out of a total of 180) That's HALF of us gone! Ahhh! I don't feel like coming tomorrow. But dang, getting an MC is so troublesome... Oh yea! I think there's some sort of a love thingy going on between the 2 young teachers in front of me during morning assembly. I shall take pictures of them in report back here for YOU GUYS.

Crap, I feel so empty. It's time to go now. LOONG POINTLESS HOURS in front of me.





Force be with you.

Covert Op

It's Friday today!

Yay! There are still lectures going on in school, but I can't sit in a LT for 2 hours! And that is why I've decided to head into the library. But who would know it would've turned out into such a Covert Op.

Woke up at the usual time in the morning only to find that the house was empty. Which worried me. Why?

1. I have no idea where my parents were. That's scary.
2. With no knowledge of their whereabouts, it could clash with my plans!

Being the smart intelligent me, I scoured the house for tell-tale signs of their departure. Sure enough, I figured out where they were headed.

The library.

The person who gave away the location of my parents, (where they worked so hard to keep it a secret from me! Bravo, bravo parents) was my cousin. TENG Hau Wei. Ahh thank you so much young sire! You are my eyes, my ears! But definitely not my mouth. You are my double agent! How did I find out you ask? Being the generous person that I am, I will release some intelligence.

The comics that I was reading last night, which my mum borrowed for THW, was suddenly gone this morning. With my superior brainpower, I concluded that their destination was the public library. Also, I realised that my dad was with 'em. The bag which he usually takes with him to work is still in the house. OH NO.

RED ALERT! RED ALERT! ALL UNITS TO THEIR POSITIONS! I WANT SCOUTS ON 50 METRE RADIUS FROM BASE! I REPEAT, THIS IS NOT A DRILL. THIS IS NOT A DRILL! RED ALERT! SOUND THE ALARM!

It's THAT bad if my dad's with them. I even had my specs on throughout the journey from my place to the library. Woo. Staking out my place in a corner of the children's level. No chance of getting a table, came too late! Damn! (My butt's gonna get sore... AMIN HURRY!) I BET YOU, if my mum ever finds me here, it is because she actually checked every nook and cranny of the bloody place, JUST to find me here! But when she does find me, she'll say:

"You see! I told you many times already. If you ever do something bad, I will always find out. Nick... It's fate and god's will (She sighs and gives that 'I've-given-up-on-you' face) Don't try to hide anything else from me ever AGAIN."

It's not FATE. It's cause she actually SEARCHED. Aargh, wished I was telepathic and with some psychic abilities, so I'll be able to hack into my mum's brain.

Anyway, I've decided to study study study for my prelim 1! REALLY. I just hope my mum doesn't start nagging again. Cause that really kills my motiviation...




Wish I had wings...

Weird Day

Finally finished my GP prelim 1 exam! (Went to school at 7+ thinking exam starts at 8.30 when it is actually 9.30)

Ahh, the relief. I feel goooood. Actually last night I was feeling pretty anxious and moody. Oh yea! That reminded me! Mum did some something hilarious. As usual, she was nagging about me and the com and how I've changed much after playing games. What the? You're just paranoid motherrr!

So we had a stand off. She wanted me to shut down the com, but I was PISSED man. SO PISSED. AARGH! Feel my anger man! So I did not want to shut it down! And I was wondering how long she will be able to sit behind me and watch me do my stuff. Lol and so we did just that. Actually my com has already hung, but I continued pretending to do work anyway. So in the end, mum actually TURNED off the com HERSELF. (Bloody hell!) And she stole my mouse!

That's the funny thing. I would've laughed out loud if she wasn't in the house. As if that would've stopped me from playing games! (Because I have another one sitting on my desk! So futile mother so futile! Muahahaa.)

Was surfing around the net when I saw some pretty weird stuff.

Japan. Japanese the people of Japan, they sure have an appetite for weird food. I remember having an email which showed them actually devouring babies as food! Eeks. Disgusting. Not sure if that was true or not but nevertheless, it is gross. THEN, I chanced upon another article on Japanese and their weird cuisine. OK take a look at what insane dish they are having.

If you can't see it clearly, click on it to enlarge or download the picture! Its a human body that they're preparing to FEAST upon!

Nuts!

Just when you thought you'd seen enough Japanese weirdness, something like the so-called "Cannibal Banquet" comes along to shock us anew.





"Do you prefer the breast, or the thigh?"
Here's how the Cannibal Banquet works... a pinata-like "body" is carefully crafted, then stuffed with edible goodies in red sauce. More "sauce" is somehow embedded into the outside covering - "skin" as it were - of the body so that it will appear to bleed when cut into. By this time, most of us would have lost our appetites, but I digress... Anyway, the prepared body (who appears to be wearing a wedding ring! Aiee!) is wheeled into the dining room on a hospital gurney and a courteous host wielding a scalpel(OMG!) begins the operation. From the looks of it, plenty of alcoholic beverages are required to keep the patrons in the mood to chow down, cannibal style!


"Pass the scalpel... Retractor.... Fork..."

Insane! In the membrane! (LOL I love saying that. Insane in the membrane!) So.. What say you folks? Join me for a Cannibal Banquet for dinner?




Mmm, that left breast was goooood.

In Recent News

Oi Peoples!

Ni hao ma?! I'm doing... Well enough, not bad enough to say that I'm dying of cervical cancer. (What the? Did I just say CERVICAL cancer? I'm outta my mind. See what studying in a JC can do to a pure innocent soul?)

School's fine. Haven't been doing much work but I guess its alright. AHH. Prelims are coming! In a months time. Better stop playing games already! Ah yes, made a pact with one of my CS mate! Anberlin aka D.A.I aka YX! Gonna DELETE (yes delete! Better believe it! Nick's going to DELETED ) See! I've even BOLD and UNDERLINED it for you guys.

The weather's blistering hot these few days. By the time I get to school in the morning, I'm already a sweaty hog. Hate it!

*Nick dances and chants* Homm mani ohm!

Ahh hope that will make it rain! Woodlands is in dire need for water! The heat is sucking up every BIT of water in my body. I think I might even have lost a few grams of fat!

Anyway, I was talking to my friend in school today when I find out he came back to school for maths class even though he was on MC. He said he came back for lessons because he needed to pass maths in order to get into a Psychology course in Uni. And that's the basic requirements for ALL the Universities in Singapore.

I
AM
H O R R I F I E D.

Here I am, not even doing work in maths class and still believing I'll be able to get into Psychology! I BETTER START DOING WELL FOR MY MATHS! If not... I'll be doomed!

Had an Epic Battle in the shower today. Faced my most terrifying opponent ever! He was dark, strong, with keen eyes ready for battle. He was strong. He was agile.

He was a bloody cockroach.

I wasn't even aware that it was creeping up on me while I was already halfway through my shower. That sneaky bastard. Only when my super keen senses detected movement out of the corner of my eye did I see him!

"Waattttaaa!" Screamed Nick! Swinging shower head like a nun-chuck as I retreated into the furthest corner of the bathroom. I held onto the shower thingy with dear life! What if he suddenly decides to go into a battle frenzy?! I'll be dead! What if he decides to attack my DING A LONG LONG?? --GASPS-- I had no protection! I AM NAKED! (It is a bathroom isn't it? =.= ) Should he dare come any closer, I'll HOSE HIM DOWN. Who cares if the toilet gets all wet and messy?! My Precioussss is at stake here!

Tomorrow school ends at 7pm! SEVEN. Oh my lord! Cracking my head open right now trying to find the perfect excuse. Here are my options:

1. Skip whole day of school and either come up with an MC or a parents letter. Say I come up with a parents letter, WHAT am I going to say? MC! WHAT am I going to tell the doc?
2. Go to school, but leave school straight after lessons are over and THEN, think of an excuse.
3. OR just go for the bloody thing. (But its BLOODY BORING.)

Aargh! Options 1 and 2 seems good. 3's definitely out! Mannn... Someone give me an idea! I'm out of ideas! Hit me if you've a solution for me! Headache...



And Nick DOMINATES MR COCKROACH!

Salutations Earthlings!

I, O Great unbelievably Great, ONE, am in quite a good mood today. JUST today though mind you. Started of the day thinking it'll be such a drag. I had to be in school till 6PM. Had no idea how I am going to survive that.

Hoo ha! The funny thing was, it wasn't so bad!

I know, it doesn't sound right coming from me right. But hey! *Grins* PE was fun fun fun! Though it was in the hot sun sun sun! Played captains ball with some other class. One thing's for sure, it was 0743B OWNAGEEEE. (Say it like how they say it in DoTA.) It was quite intense as well. Some rough play by KL, but nonetheless we have to praise his effort.

Took a lit mock test afterwards, I feel I did my best for one of the sections! That's what got me feeling happy today! Haha. Well if the marks come back BAD, I guess I wouldn't be so affected cause I know I DID TRY.

Oh yea, was blog-hopping randomly when I came across this dude's blog. Cheeky Times. I like how he writes, except all those profanities. I realised that using Singlish phrases as you blog, will make your blog more enjoyable! No SHIT ok. Hmm, I will try to incorporate Singlish in my blog for a trial period from now on! He he.

Anyway, here's an excerpt from Cheeky Time's blog. Found it hilarious!

Twister Wussy

By Roving Reporter
May 25, 2007
Cheeky Times

After an absence of a year, Twister Wussy made yet another limp entrance to the Singapore shoreline yesterday afternoon. Like in yesteryear, apart from generating gawks and stares from onlookers, Twister Wussy was perfectly happy just twirling and swirling on its own little acres of water and minding his own business. Unlike his brother Andrew and second cousin Katrina, creating havoc and causing mass panicky across the land was clearly not on his agenda. Heck, forget even about swirling cows and rampages across town, Twister Wussy has his plate full just rotating himself.

His passive demeanor was so startling among his family of tornados and hurricanes that one Mr Soh was overheard complaining to his friends that “this tornado got no balls sia”. American tourist Mike Wallance labelled Twister Wussy as the most pathetic hurricane he has ever witnessed in his life, “what a wimp!”, he added for good measure. And after what seemed like a brief 5 minutes or so since its appearance, Twister Wussy spiralled and dissipated into oblivion with no harm or damages done to the city state, an act that surely justified his name.

Tourists Melanie and her son’s reactions to Twister Wussy appearance

Update: The Meteorological Services, in a statement, said Twister Wussy is actually a waterspout. Chey.

It's been long

Greetings.

I know it's been long. Realised that there wasn't much to blog about recently. Everything has been the same. Same problems same situation. I'm stagnant. THIS blog is stagnant.

Thing's have changed. It's not like they used to be any more.

"Home is where the heart is." That's what they always say anyway. Well, that's not how it is any more for me. I can't believe it, but it is ACTUALLY depressing for me to go home. I actually feel... How do you explain. I feel "burdened," as if with some invisible weight. And I can't help but keep sighing! SIGHS! Like NOW.

I wish I never had chosen to go to a JC. (You must be thinking "Nick, SHAPE UP, you've chosen this path so get on with it. Don't be a complaining TWIT") I KNOW I KNOW. BUT SHUT UP. This is a frigging blog, I can say what I like!

HUMPH

Got a looooong talk by mum again last night. Said, though they're not going to pressure me to get into a Uni anymore, they still want me to at least try my best for the paper, if not, should I ever go to Poly, I got to pay for my own expenses. The annoying thing is, she keeps bringing up my PAY.

"You think the money you got from work will be ENOUGH to last you even a month?"

I KNOW I KNOW. Stop bringin' that thing up! Grr... I thought about running away from home. Then again, how long will I survive? What am I going to do about school? Should I even still GO to school? Will I be able to hide from the police and parents?

I think about that lots of times. Always wondered if it'll work. Heard one of my mum's friend actually ran away from home for SIX years. FREAK. How'd she manage to last that long?

================== *Grabs hair and pulls. HARD*=====================

ENOUGH! It's so depressing talking about this.

I'm looking forward to this SUNDAY! A cycling expedition with my cousins! How awesome. Only with them do I feel so carefree... So relaxed... So... At ease. Worry free... How wonderful if everyday was like that. But that'll be wistful thinking... What a bum.

Alright peeps, I'm going to go gloat and glum now. That's my new hobby!




Gloat and Glum.

Parents

My Parents will be the death of me!

Aargh, got CAUGHT once more, playing games. It's not even online! Sheesh. And now Dad has decided to arrest my laptop as well. But of course I'm not going down without a fight! I've thought of asking my friends to keep it for me, but then, it will be troublesome if I wanted to use it everyday though. Sighs. In the end, decided to leave my laptop outside the house, in one of the closets. Risky, yes, but THEY leave me no choice!

Been going home around 5, 6 pm every day. Why? Cause you see, there's this new LAN shop which opened at a shop near my house. Only a five mins walk from home AND, its on the way back home from school! Perfect! I know it's going to be costly, but well, what can I do huh. It's a pretty modern cyber cafe. All the works and stuff.

School's pretty alright. At least I've been doing my work, and I'm feeling this sense of satisfaction from finish all my work! Yes... I smell it. I feel it. I WANT IT! Haha! Hope it won't wear off. Sighs, wish my parents would understand me a bit more. I do work at school, I come back, I want to rest so lemme play my games for a while! Is that too hard to understand!?

Nvm, let's not go there huh.

I wish everyday was a Saturday! I love Saturdays! It's sooo fun hanging out with my cousins. every Saturday, we meet up at our Grandma's, have dinner, then take a loooong walk to the closest Community Centre to play ball. (There's one right underneath Gran's place, but it's infested with Chinese Nationals. No offence, but WE DON'T EVEN GET TO PLAY!) It is quite a long walk to the CC. I'd say 15mins? But really, it's the journey that is enjoyable actually. A bunch of teenagers making a ruckus as we walk along. Oblivious to the world but ourselves! How wonderful! Gosh.

I LOVE YOU GUYS.

Haha! Dad's such an ass. (pardon the word, I had to get it off my chest) Won't even let me play the PS2 at gran's. But it's ok. We've found better things to do!

A levels are coming! I can feel it. I've yet to organise all my notes and lecture notes. You should see the amount of that stuff I have at home. It's INSANE. Bet my shelf will break any time. (Sometimes I hear weird creaking sound when it's all quiet...) I just received my history notes. It's so THICK. Oh the poor trees they had to cut down! No idea how I am going to memories everything...

Save the earth I say!
Save the earth!
Away with studies!
Ahead with nunneries!

(being random as you can see)

Well, I am not in school today. (Sorry Jia! Didn't tell you the truth! LOL. It was for your own good.) Hanging out at the library. Playing CS and stuff. God I miss the "kukus" (as Anberlin would put it) there... Talking about CS, my clan "Vanish O2" (yes, it's named after the Detergent, ain't that WICKED?!) is getting pretty serious! We even have a forum up!

Hmm well this is all... Oh and if you play Habbo Hotel @SG, do add me!
-NickMyKnickers- <To the LAN shop I go!

To the LAN shop I go!

Long Time!

How long has it been!?

Weeks?! Months?! Years?! I know you guys have been secretly missing me huh. That's really sweet of you guys!

(*Flutter eyes*)

Anyway, it's been such a HELL for me. First, parent-teacher meeting (PTM) was such a disaster. At first, I thought it would be alright because I knew my form teacher isn't so bad. She'll never make it sound THAT bad. When it was our turn, (which was like 45 mins after the designated time) she showed my mum the results. (Which was BAD) All the usual things were said. You know, like:

"Nick you've got to start working. Nick this is unacceptable."

At this point, everything was alright, I just feared that she would say that I've been on MC quite a few times. She didn't which was a relief. I was on the lookout for my lit teacher.

I MUST avoid her at ALL COST. Lit's been the subject I've been not going for. I knew if she sees me, I might as well have stripped naked and do a full monty on stage. Was out of the hall and the exit was almost in sight when suddenly I hear someone call my name.

"Nick!"

I could NOT believe this. This was something straight out of a movie! Not supposed to be like this in real life! As I whip around, I was sure I knew who it was. THERE! Smack bam splat boom, there she was.

My lit teacher. The one I had to avoid.

I knew there was no way out. She got us to sit down on one of the benches, and started to talk. I tell you! I PRAYED so hard that I could teleport her away at that instance. And the things she said... It was HORRIBLE. She even went on about me going on MC holidays. (Imagine me, cranking my head slowly towards my mum. Thinking, OH - MY - F___ING - GOD) I'm doomed. Doomed for life! Doomed for eternity! Doomed dooooomed I tell you! (Drama rama.) Then she went on ranting about how I should WAKE UP. WAKE UP NICK WAKE UP. It was hard to digest. Sad to say, I was tearing. YES I WAS. I admit!

Men can cry. Believe it.

And the worst thing was the walk back. It was such a bloody long walk home. (Why the heck did the school make the entrance so far away!) And I just... Did not want my mum to see me. I wanted to run. RUN and never stop! Run run run. But I couldn't just leave my mum there.

Going back home was terrible terrible. Dad heard it. (Naturally from mum. MUM's ALWAYS the one telling on me...) THEN he had to go on a lecture about my studies and crap. He even brought up the topic if being vegetarian? I was like, HUH. And it's as if he was blaming me that mum has to spend more time cooking vegetarian. IT'S NOT AS IF I ASKED HER TO! If he wants, he could have her cook meat for all I care. I'll just have plain rice thank you.

But his words hit a spot in me. I was so overwhelmed... I have never been in this state for so long...

ALSKJDALKSDJLAKSJLM!KMLKASJDOIHASINCX.

Ok enough! It's getting me all pumped up. I'll smash my keyboard if I keep going on. Something pretty eventful happened at school today, but I'm too tired to go on and no one reads a long post. So next time!



Lemme play just a while!

What A Week!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

I had such a bad week!

It's all because of... DAD. And to some extent, MUM. (I'm going to KILL you. KILLLL you! Can you feeeeel my anger? ARE YOU WITH ME?!)

Banned me from going online cause you caught me playing cs for a while?! How can you? This is insane! This...

"This. Is. MADNESS." (King Leonidas, 300)

They just keep going on and on and on about why I should study. Blah blah blah. All the same thing. Even THREATENED me. Can you believe that? They were trying to SCARE me into submission. But NO, I will not submit! I will fight fight fight! Hear me roar!

"If you have to go poly because you dropped out of school, you will have to pay your own school fees, your own food, your own transport and we're not going to help you. And let's see how long the money earned from work last year will last you. Not even a month I assure you."

My mother! My mother actually said this! OK fine, maybe I do deserve that, but does she HAVE to put it THAT way? (Nick angry, Nick smash things! *Nick goes on a rampage around the house*)

Sighs... Friends have started school, and for some, it's their first day in school and what fun they seem to be having! Just take a look at MINister's blog, or if you want a better example, at Casslyn's blog. (Not to say that your's isn't good enough - MINister!) Bleah, I wonder how it'll be like if I was in poly now. (I know I know, I've said this many times, but don't think I'm being a whiny brat.)

Urgh, really really can't stand school anymore. Everyday's such a drag. I want to, sleeeeeep forever. Mood at home sucks as well. Everytime I touch the com, I SWEAR, my parents will seem to go on RED ALERT. Dad even sent my cousin to check on me.

WTF?!




DDDIEEEE YOUUUUU AAAZZZHUULLLEZZZ
(Sorry I know not what to post anymore. Life's a mess)

Sucky Sunday

Gosh I hate Sundays.

Sunday afternoons, Sunday evenings and especially, Sunday nights. Bleah. You people should know why.

Woke up at 4+ today to clean my Grandfather's tomb. I look forward to events like this ever year. I like family gatherings. It's fun and, just so "family-ish" ya know? I like the warm feeling of lurrrvveee.

Had a chat with the cousins from my Dad's side of the family. Though they're much older than me, we still get a long fine! Me and Algin jie jie (22 years of age) was talking about how the internet has even invaded traditional custom - like cleaning the ancestor's tomb.

Algin: "Eh Nick Oh, you know now they got online shao mu?" (tomb cleaning or something to that sense)

Nick: "Huh really? What the-? HOW?!"
Algin: "Ya online. You choose what kind of pau, how many chicken, you want and order to offer. Then can also offer joss sticks. So funny right?!"
Nick: "OMG! No shit! This IS funneh. So you've to move the mouse up and down to pray?"

Online services like this? What has the world come to? Where's the respect? If you're going to do it online, might as well not do it at all... Tsch!

I REALLY hate Sundays. Dad has officially decided to arrest the wireless router from morning until night time. All for the purpose of making me study. It's COERCION I tell you! Even when he releases the router, he still HAS to sit next to me in the study room. GOSH. I feel like a felon, jailed in my own house. How sad! Someone come bail me! (GOSH, he's shifting closer to me... Urgh!)

My life sucks.

Well for me at least. How is life treating you?

Is it trying to make you miserable? Is it purposely trying to run salt into your already raw wound? Is it making you go through things you don't want to? Is it making you tear your hair out every Sunday night?

Well Life, you can kiss my ASS. (Rub your face right between my ass cheeks as well while you're at it.)




I hate you - life!

First Time

I'm selling stuff online for the first time!

Selling my 2+ months old Nokia 6120 Classic (black) phone online at mocca.com and when like only a few minutes after I posted up my AD, I already got an sms from an interested buyer! Woo! That was yesterday, and now I've like, 5 buyers who are interested.

Awesome! Mobile phone sells quick online that's for sure.

I did my research and I am definitely sure that MY price was the LOWEST. The highest price I saw was 350. But then, it was brand new and all. So isn't it reasonable of me to sell it at 200? Yes. And I've still have people HAGGLING like nuts to get it to as low as 150.

There's this particular buyer who was very vague with me. He said he wanted to meet me for the phone at AMK mrt station, taxi stand but then he did not confirm the price. I thought he was willing to buy it at 205 from me. (I was more than happy to.) THEN, today he texted me to confirm the deal, which was at a bloooody low price of 150. WHICH I would never sell at! 190 I might! But never 150! And he even said I confirmed with him!

WHAT NONSENSE?!

His sms read:

"We confirmed the deal last night and now you want to back out? Very disappointed n disgusted at u!"

Blah blah blah. When did I ever confirmed to sell it at 150! I think the only thing I confirmed was WHERE to meet. He didn't even talk about the price. GOSH. The nerve of some people. So I'm a little down from my first online business deal. What a bummer it wasn't a success and I got SHOT DOWN by an insolent buyer! DIE YOU AZZZHULE.

Sighs. Worry not mum says. There'll be other buyers. Luckily I wasn't selling at ebay, if not I'll definitely get a NEGATIVE rating. Phew. Someone buy buy my phone at 200 please!

Was going through econs case study today. Did quite well for a part question! Heh heh. For once I did well! I'm happy happy! got 6/9. Woo!

So I'm in a good mood today! (Hope no one will spoil it... Dad better not... Or I'll... !#@!)

Oh my mood just changed. (How flippant I am.) Now that INSOLENT azzzhulle decides to insult me.

"I don't want to waste my time with someone who cannot even remember what he committed to others"

__|__ (It's the middle finger if you don't know what that is.)




Happy Happy - NO MORE

F__K

I hate lit!

I wanna say "slash dollar-sign hash star exlamation mark!!"

AAARGH.

I'm tearing my hair out right now! I'm shaking with frustration!
I'm spitting like an angry lama!
I'm grinding my teeth!
I'm beating my chest like an angry, sexually deprived Gorilla!
I'm going to erupt with rage like how a guy erupts when he ejaculates!
I'm sighing like I'm a mother with much worry for her kids!
I'm fuming like a rice cooker which spouts steam!

I'm EVERYTHING that has got to do with ANGER.

AAARGH. F you! F him! F your mother, F your father. F F F F F F F.

I totally hate lit. Just got back my results from Block Test. 14/80 I'm not worried or sad about the marks but what the teacher wrote:

"Talk sense!" << Sense?! When was lit about sense?!

"Nick, this is atrocious. Shape up quick and learn to write meaningful Lit analysis, or you'll fare badly in this paper. This is an emergency."

WHAT?! Ok fine, my answers might not be meaningful but it's not as if I purposely WROTE BADLY for the paper! How can you say its atrocious!! AARGH I HATE YOU. F YOU.

F you AGAIN.

Sighs... I'm so tired from being angry. I see NOTHING when I read lit. Didn't used to be like this. What happened Nick?! Oh well... I think I should've quit school while I had the chance to. Oh why did I hesitate?




F you F-ers!

Bored

Ahh don't know what to type about these few days.

Just had a cross country run yesterday at school. Road Run actually. It was... Err. How to describe this... Tiring but fun at the same time. The Year Ones were amazing. They've got good runners for both the guys and girls AND they kicked us year two's butts! Especially the girls. MY GOODNESS, I've never seen any girl run THAT fast before. It's like only 10 minutes after the race, and you can see her coming back already!

INSANE.

She would've done well running with the boys too. Woo. Pretty wicked. I got 17th! Yay! Lol. Was aiming for top 10 but guess everyone else was good. Good race! Nearly wanted to give up halfway but I was already up front with everyone else so it would've been wasted huh, if I stopped. The most demoralising thing about the race is when you see a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG stretch of road in front of you. I hate that part. It looks like it goes on forever and it feels as if you'll never make it.

But of course, we HAVE to make it. After that part, it's amazing how much people cheering at the side can affect you. When you hear them and you know they're watching you, you know you can't stop. Don't wanna dissapoint them so you just keep pushing yourself. And when you FINALLY reach the finish line. WOAH.

What a relief!

The girls from our class did well too. Didn't know they can run that well! Thought they were just a group of... Ya.

Prize Ceremony was postponed till Monday cause of a thunderstorm. AGAIN.

Urgh, Dad's been annoying me a lot lately. As usual, the same issue. Can't be bothered to explain it. THEN, got caught on one school day playing CS by mum and she says if I catch you playing THREE more times, I'm going to turn off the router.

WTH?

And I got caught 3 times! Bleah. This is so annoying! I want to fast foward time!

And i'm too lazy to talk about anything else! So I'm ending here. SORRY. No why am I apologising? I am NOT sorry.



Tsch

Delays

Delays Delays Delays.


Ahh well.

Almost got into a pretty feisty argument with my dad yesterday. As you can pretty much deduce, it was about internet usage and what crap. Trivial matters. At least to me. And like now, whenever I'm in the study using my laptop, HE'LL come in and use HIS laptop as well.

How nice. ( __|__ )

I know what to do already! Leave me be! Leave me be I say!

Sighs, never mind. Lets move on to happier stuff shall we.

I was surfing around on Youtube when I chanced upon a band called "Flight of The Conchords." I listened to ONE of their music and I was hooked! They're not technically a "band" though. But they make great music! Especially their lyrics. They're from a TV series on HBO which is also called Flight of The Conchords. The two main singers are Bret (which is pronounced as "Brit" as in "Britney") and Jemaine. Both of them are amazingly funny!

So I've included one of their songs here. This one's "Frodo, Don't Wear the Ring" which I suppose is a parody to LotR.

HAHA. The rapping part OWNS.

Then there is this one which is funny as hell. "A Kiss is not a Contract"


A kiss is not a contract
But it's very nice
Mmmmm, very nice
Just because you've been exploring my
mouth
Doesn't mean you get to take an
expedition further south
No.
A kiss is not a contract,
But it's very nice,
It's very, very nice,
Just because we've been playing tonsil
hockey
Doesn't mean you get to score the goal
that's in my jockey
Just because I'm in a two man
novelty band
Doesn't mean it's all about
poontang.
I can't go around loving everyone
I just wouldn't get anything done
You can take me out to dinner that
might be quite nice
you could buy me a burrito and some beans
and rice
but that won't get you into pants
paradise
They call it a fly because it takes
you up to heaven oh oh
A kiss is not a contract but it's very
nice. It's very very nice.
I'm only one man, baby, pretty baby
We're only two men, ladies
Babies. Pretty babies.


ROFL. SUPER! Search for other titles like "If You're Into It" and "She's so hot - BOOM". You'll never regret this!


Then here's a random picture of my cousin sleeping.

Look at how as if he was "squashed" by a large invisible hand.







So yea, I guess this is about it. Don't really know what to blog about. But do listen to FotC!




FotC FTW!

Worst Day

BLAST EXAMS.


I don't know what to say!

Took my history and maths paper today. It was... GREAT I tell you! Wow wonderful! I took a look at my maths paper and... I took another look. And another one. And another one. Hopefully if I stared at it long enough, I'll be able to laser the answer onto my paper.

SIGHS

History paper was GREAT as well. Generated so much crap onto my paper. Was almost tempted to write:"And that's how history was like according to Nick Oh."

I AM ... GREAT



Great great great!

Feeling Weird.

Oh no.

I've been hit by the dreaded "examititis" again.

I'm feeling nervous, depressed, and generally bewildered. I KNOW I'm supposed to put down all unimportant things like CS and games and whatever that's not got to do with studies and settle down, BUT all these things are clinging on to me like... Like LEECHES.

I can't get it off! And when I DO manage to, it comes crawling back. Getting to my head, drilling into my skull, enticing me to put down my studies and start gaming again.

THEN, mum caught me at IT again. AGAIN. Can you believe it? AGAIN. Tsk. I'm doooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooomed! One more time and I'll never be able to feel the keyboard for a long long time.

OK, there I did it. My last resort. I deleted my games. Poof all gone. No more CS. Deleted, nada, zilch, zero, nothing. It'll take quite a few hours for me to redownload it again and hopefully that'll be my deterrent.

I MUST START REVISING.
TOMORROW. NO MORE GAMES. NO MORE WASTING TIME. CONCENTRATE NICK. FOCUS. LAST STRETCH. ALL OUT! GIVE IT YOUR ALL. HURL YOURSELF PAST THE LAST FEW OBSTACLES AND YOU WILL BE HOME FREE. I ASSURE YOU NICK. GO ON. DO IT. YOU CAN!



I seriously hope so...
Please guide me someone!

No More CS days

BOO HOO HOO!!!

No more bloody shooting terrorists days for me...

I'm sad!

Mum caught me THRICE again for playing CS. How can I be so stupid!! Gosh but every time she catches me, is through the side window, where I have absolutely NO TIME to switch programmes. Aargh!

She accuses me of only studying for half an hour! Which is not true! I was doing my work for at least, AT LEAST 2 hours! How can she say that! It's... So not true! Grr... And now she's giving me looks.

Sighs. I know what to do! Please just leave me alone!

I hate JC life... And shut up to all those people who disagrees with me!




Wished Mas Selamat would blow up our school instead...

Touch Tpying!

103 words

Speed test

Awesome! This is how fast I type! I beat you Teng Si Jia! HAHAHA! I will improve yet again!

Wonderful Weather

Great news already in the morning during assembly!

History teacher is A-B-S-E-N-T!! Two thumbs up for that! Woo hoo! So extra maths lesson which will have held back till 1.40 pm was pushed up, therefore we still get to go back at 12.40! Awesomeness!

Was sort of dreading lit lesson. Perhaps cause of the presentation I had to do? Well I was SORT of prepared to present it. So yea, I was pretty ready to present it. THEN the teacher had to push the date of the presentations forward. AGAIN. To Thursday! (Which I don't feel like going to school on that day. So I'll NEVER be able to finish my presentations. It's FATE peoples. FATE.)

So with Lit over, the day didn't seem that all bad! The weather outside looked great from the classroom as well!

=)

After school, I bought a packet of stick biscuits, (which is definitely more worth it than a packet of Hello Pandas at the same price) and started on my usual route home with the lovely weather! Just the way I like it! Clouds everywhere, no blinding sunlight in your face and with a cool breeze! Halfway home, I saw the usual patch of field on the left side of the path way which I never thought to explore or see what was beyond it. Until today! Since the weather was mighty fine, I thought, why not?

So I got up there, and WOW. I didn't know that such a field existed in woodlands! It's not exactly country side's BIG expanse of field that goes on and on but rather... Mmm. Well I guess a picture would tell you what I mean. So I will put one up.





This is the view from the path way where I walk home from everyday. (Click to enlarge) As you can see, it is quite a wide expanse! Heh heh, a new place to explore!




Now this one, is the view FROM the field overlooking the HDBs and the pathway where I walk home. You can't see the pathway from here cause the field is sort of elevated. Like as in, you have to climb up a small slope to get up here. So yea.






And then THIS one, is the picture of my favourite tree in the field! Don't ask my why it's my favourite. It just is. It's so wonderful! I even sat down for a while under its shade. Luckily I was wearing long pants though. Didn't want the ants to get in it!




And finally we have the BEST picture! HAHA! Of none other than yours truly! Underneath my favourite tree! Looking out into the depressing world that human being live in. Exams, work, stress. Blah blah blah and all those nonsense.










Heh heh. So yep. I like that field. I shall name it... Something. I'll let you know when I think of something. Well no one has put up a sign yet so I guess its alright to name it something that I want it to be! Finders keepers, losers weepers!

Oh yea, as I was getting down, something on the ground caught my eye. As I stared at it, trying to make sense of what it was, it suddenly... Twitched. Immediately, I felt FAINT. I actually FELT FAINT. SERIOUSLY.


It was a bloody HEADLESS bird, which was still bloody twitching.
(Pictures not too clear, sorry)

I felt sick! Urgh. I couldn't shake that feeling off. It was grotesque!





Maybe that Jemaah Islamiyah (JI) leader Mas Selamat Kastari, which the Singapore's authorities are desperately looking for, got hungry while escaping through Woolands and caught a bird for a snack. Then decided that it didn't taste like Bird Nest Soup, hence threw the leftover away. For me to STUMBLE UPON.

VERY NICE MR KASTARI. I hope they catch you and electrocute your balls as a form of punishment, so you'll be more than limping when you walk... GRRR. Take that!



Sighs. Mop floor.

It's Another Week

Gooooooooooooood Morning peoples! (If you're reading this in the morning that is!)

Wew wew! It's such a great morning! It's raining outside, the weather's awesome! Just the way I like it!

Had quite a fun time at gran's yesterday. Well I don't remember not having a boring time either! Hee haw haw! Wanted to try out the remaining sticks of dynamites I had left so went down at around 9+ pm with my cousins. Rounded the rest up downstairs and they crowded around me and Hausan. Took out the first stick excitedly and was prepared to strike it against the box it came with, but to no avail! It felt like I was striking sponge instead.

I think, it was because I left it in my pencil case for wayyy too long. The moisture must've got to it. The box did feel kinda "soft". Ok no matter! Sent my most wonderful, nice nice, super great, excellent cousin, HAUWEI up the house to get us the matches.

OK! Got matches, got sticks of dynamites. This equates to FUN FUN FUN! Lit one up, the dynamite flared up, and I quickly threw it into the drain and all of us backed off.

1, 2, 5 seconds passed and all was silent. Cautiously we crept forward. What IF, when we least expect it, the thing EXPLODES right in our faces!? I mean, it usually happens right? This sort of stuff always turns out this way don't it? Like when you least expect it. I don't want my beautiful face to be ruined! Haha!

No matter! We try and try again! Took another one, lit it up and backed off. Again silence! Lol, so the whole time, if you were observing us, it would have been pretty hilarious! It's like, you see a group of kids crowding around something, then suddenly someone throws something on the ground and all of them suddenly back off. THEN they creep forward again, THEN suddenly back off again. Creep forward, then back off. It's like some sort of strange ritual we were performing! To appease the "Drain God" who's presiding over all the drains in Singapore huh.

HAHA! I figured the constant opening and closing and handling up of my pencil case must've let the moisture get to it. That's why it didn't explode. What a bummer. Oh well! We had some laughs at least! Oh yea, once, we had this last unused explosive and the LAST matchstick left, Hausan lit the match up, and because it was the LAST FINAL matchstick, I was trying to protect the flame with my hands. And since he was trying to light up the dynamite, (which was not very big) naturally my hands would have covered that as well. So we managed to get it lit up, but it didn't seem like it was working and Hausan was trying to light up the end part of the thingy as well and I was still protecting the flame. SUDDENLY, without any warning, THE STUPID thing suddenly ignited and spat out this BURNING piece of crap. And my frigging hand got the brunt of it. It was !#@$* pain!

"OW ow OW OW OW!"

And I ran upstairs bawling like a baby.

So yesterday was an awesome day! Hee hee!

Today is NOT an awesome day. You know what I think of my parents? Everytime I touch any, and I mean ANY electronic items, they will inconspicuously turn their heads in my direction and try to see what I'm about to do. I swear, they have some in built radar in their bodies or something. And the worst thing is, when I AM in the study, and using my laptop, my Dad, who initially was reading his stuff in the living room, conveniently CHOSE to read in the study. I bet he was spying on me. He just left a few mins ago. I bet soon after, my mum's going to sneak up on me via the window on the right side of me. Sneaky. Because it's hard to detect anyone coming up from that side. And 75% of the time, she is successful. DAMN.

Bummer, got to go do some work. MID YEAR is coming. Really REALLY (god help) need to start putting away my com and ACTUALLY read something which is PHYSICAL and not some e text or whatever. SHEESH.




I need precautions...

Wacky Day At School

Oops!

Realised I haven't posted anything for a long time, shall make up for it now!

School today wasn't as boring as I thought! Well it WAS boring until school was over.

I've this packet of err I don't know what you call it exactly, but I guess you could call them "mini explosives". There's 10 sticks of it which comes in a matchbox like box. It looks like micro sticks of dynamites or something. Red in colour. So to set it off, you strike the yellow top of it, it lights up with a flame then when the flame goes off, KABOOM! Damn it's loud! So you better not be holding it when the flame goes off!

With the newbies at school running around like hamsters in a cage, and we (XX, and XX and XX and me) armed with the sticks of explosive... An idea came into our heads. XX immediately lighted one up and threw it outside the window, near where the grandstand close to our classroom was.

"Fire in the hole!"

1... 2... 3...

-Silence-

Ok, so the first one was a dud, maybe the wind blew away the flame and extinguished. So we threw another one. LOL...

KABOOM!

It was friggin' loud! Of course we pretended to be like everyone else!

"What the f__k was that?!"

Afterwards we got bolder! Decided to try stuffing the explosive in a bottle filled with a quarter of water. Again the first stick we put inside didn't work, but the second one did. And the bottle flew like... 2 metres up into the air? LOL. It was wicked! Here's the video of it!



Then we got even bolder! The year ones were having their orientation and it was right outside our classroom. We 4 "terrorists" were planning on terrorising them with out weapons of mass annoyance. So DC was chosen to be sacrificed for our sakes. He lit one up, threw it near the year ones and...

OMG, I've never seen him zip outta school THAT quickly! He nearly got out of the back gate of school like 8 seconds after the explosive went off! I've a video of what happen and its damn wicked! Right now, it's awaiting the permission of the group before it can be published! So, till then! And keep your eyes, ears peeled for the long awaited video!

So here it is!



My bad! You've got to crank your head 90 degrees anticlockwise to look at the video. I've been cracking my head to find ways and means just to orientate it. You see my fellow readers, you are placed WAY UP HIGH in my hearts! I go to the extent of providing you entertainment at its best! All just for you! Can you feeeeeel the love?

Unfortunately, my efforts have been futile as you can see. Nonetheless, try your best to enjoy it while straining your necks! Good exercise! So enjoy!

Oh and my apologies for taking so long to post. I wanted to get the video done properly before I posted it up. Didn't work... Bleah. Oh well. Take care my readers! Love me! Kiss me! Hug me! KOWTOW to me!



Ting a ling!

Hau Wei - "Gu Niang"

Let me introduce to you this lovely person!

This is my cousin: Teng Hau Wei
Age: 10
Sex: Why don't you hazard a guess?
Orientation: Who knows?!
Hobby: Making up. AS YOU CAN SEE

He lives with me cause apparently, my mother is the household's "Super Nanny" and he's here to turn over a new leaf. From a bratty kid, to a pretty boy. What a transformation!

Muahahaha. Here's eye candy for you mates! Enjoy this work of art by none other than yours truly!



HA! Pretty boy!

New Found Respect

Alright I know that by looking at the time of that this post, I should be in lessons and not doing this. But hey, I found out something new while I was stoning in the library!

I've new found respect for the man Jay Chou.

Gosh, I used to think he was a stuck up, arrogant, think-he's-so-cool-with-that-face of his, son of a @#! kind of person. Especially with that slur of his when he sings. Riiight.

But NOW, I see him in a totally different new light. ( I can't believe I'm saying this either... I must be nuts.) When did this happen you ask? Hmm, let's see. It all began when I went out with Cass to watch his movie, "Secret" which I really cynical about. I mean come on! Inflate your brains peoples! How can ONE person be a singer, director, actor at the same time? Absurd! I mean, singer and song witer and actor I can understand but DIRECTOR?! You must be kidding me.

Ok, so I went in being all cynical and stuff and I admit, I was kind of reluctant to even WATCH the movie at first, but I came out with a changed perspective. I was like:

"Ohh. THAT'S Jay Chou?"

I didn't expect the movie to be of such a good standard. In my opinion, the plot was good, the acting was good and everything else was also good. I was suprised! I didn't see Jay Chou as a "stuck up, arrogant, think-he's-so-cool-with-that-face of his, son of a @#! kind of person" anymore but rather, "He's got talent."

THEN, I heard the song he composed which was sung together with the "Auntie-Killer" Fei Yi Qing. And THAT song was NICE. I don't listen to much chinese song and you don't hear me talking auch about it either, so here you go. Don't judge me differently because of that. But honestly, that song was good! And that enticed me to search more for Jay's song. A few here and there. I thought he was inclined to produce music more to the "noisy" side of it. Not entirely true. There's this song which I thought was really beautiful and the lyrics are absolutely deep and meaningful. Here lemme share it with you guys:


Remember to hit the play button!
Here's the lyrics as well:

Jay 发如雪---

狼牙月 伊人憔悴l
ang ya yue / yi ren qiao cui
A crescent moon, my loved one is waned and sallow

我举杯 饮尽了风雪
wo ju bei / yin jin le feng xue
I raise a cup and drank in the frost

是谁打翻前世柜
shi shui da fan qian shi gui
Who overturned the box of incarnations

惹尘埃是非
re chen ai shi fei
Evoking arguments

缘字诀 几番轮回
yuan zi jue / ji fan lun hui
A predestined formula of fate undergoes countless reincarnations

你锁眉 哭红颜唤不回
ni suo mei / ku hong yan huan bu hui
You frowned, crying for love lost

纵然青史已经成灰
zong ran qing shi yi jing cheng hui
Even if the annals of history had already become dust

我爱不灭
wo ai bu mie
My love will not disappear

繁华如三千东流水
fan hua ru san qian dong liu shui
Grandeur is like three thousand waters flowing south

我只取一瓢爱了解
wo zhi qu yi piao ai liao jie
Yet I only choose a ladle of love to comprehend

只恋你化身的蝶
zhi lian ni hua shen de die
Only long for your butterfly incarnation

你发如雪 凄美了离别ni fa ru xue / qi mei le li bie
Your hair is like snow, making our parting chillingly beautiful

我焚香感动了谁wo fen xiang gan dong le shui
Who's moved by my (offerings of) incense?

邀明月让回忆皎洁
yao ming yue rang hui yi jiao jie
Inviting the full moon to highlight my memories

爱在月光下完美
ai zai yue guang xia wan mei
Love becomes pure beneath the moonlight

你发如雪 纷飞了眼泪
ni fa ru xue / fen fei le yan lei
Your hair is like snow, your tears are flying

我等待苍老了谁
wo deng dai cang lao le shui
Who had waned while I waited?

红尘醉 微醺的岁月
hong chen zui / wei xun de sui yue
In the era of mortal intoxication

我用无悔 刻永世爱你的碑
wo yong wu hui / ke yong shi ai ni de bei
I'll use my devotion to carve a tablet of love for you


(Rap)你发如雪 凄美了离别
ni fa ru xue / qi mei le li bieYour hair is like snow, making our parting chillingly beautiful

我焚香感动了谁
wo fen xiang gan dong le shui
Who is moved by my (offerings of) incense?

邀明月让回忆皎洁yao ming yue rang hui yi jiao jie
Inviting the full moon to highlight my memories

爱在月光下完美ai zai yue guang xia wan mei
Love becomes pure beneath the moonlight

你发如雪 纷飞了眼泪
ni fa ru xue / fen fei le yan lei
Your hair is like snow, your tears are flying

我等待苍老了谁
wo deng dai cang lao le shui
Who had waned while I waited?

红尘醉 微醺的岁月
hong chen zui / wei xun de sui yue
In the era of mortal intoxication

我用无悔 刻永世爱你的碑
wo yong wu hui / ke yong shi ai ni de bei
I'll use my devotion to carve a tablet of love for you

啦儿啦
~la er la ~La er la~

铜镜映无邪 扎马尾
tong jing ying wu xie / zha mai wei
The bronzed mirror reflects a picture of innocence and pigtails

你若撒野 今生我把酒奉陪
ni ruo sa ye / jin sheng wo ba jiu feng pei



Gosh... Goosbumps I tell you.

Sunday Blues

Or rather it's the Monday blues...

It's so depressing to know that, on a Sunday night, it's going to be a Monday the next day. Which is a god damn school day. Then on a Monday, it is depressing to know that it's going to be a Tuesday which is only the second day of the week and you're not even halfway through the week yet which means that you still have to slog yourself through 3 more days of school. Then there's Wednesday and you'll be thinking to yourself, "Hey, it's only 2 more days before the weekend, WHY am I living through this torture?" Thursday comes and it feels like such a super long day and you can't wait for it to be over...

FINALLY, it is a Friday and cause it is a Friday and there's the anticipation that tomorrow's the weekend, so somehow, the school days just feel so very looooooong. THEN, Saturday comes! Hurray! You feel the joy of a weekend! A break from the hell-hole you've been going through! But noooo! In your head, you know Sunday's going to come. And with that, Monday and Tuesday and so on... And the vicious cycle continue.

So why bother living through the week?

Gosh, I'm sounding very emotional huh. I don't know! Every time there's a holiday and it is over and it's a Sunday night, I feel so... Depressed!

I can't wait for this phase of my life to be over!




I'm a lazy arse aren't I?

Chinese New Year

Hey ho peeps.

How's it going? Enjoying your hoidays? Enjoy stuffing your faces with Chinese New Year snacks? Enjoy eating sliced chicken or pork roasted on a grill? Bleargh... I certainly don't enjoy that. This is my first ever new year which I went without having "ba gwa." And surprisingly, I wasn't tempted as much as I thought I would be. That's a good thing.

Didn't really harvest much red packet's this year for some strange reason. Visited all the same relatives but just somehow, it wasn't the same as last year. OH YEA, some of my married cousins are overseas, with one already living in Australia... Why's EVERYONE wanting to go to Australia? Why not some other place? Why not New Zealand, or Africa, or Saudi Arabia? Yea, why not?

Been visiting many people's house since the holiday started and there's been almost no time for homework.

-SILENCE-

Really... There hasn't... DON'T YOU BELIEVE ME?!

Urgh, block test is coming. Don't know how I'm going to survive that, and two prelims and finally the A levels. It's like getting your balls burnt, then burnt again and finally twice more. -Wince- Ow... That's a painful thought... But that's the truth.

Nothing much to talk about actually. Just wanting to show that I've not neglected my blog.

Oh, we've got some visitors now. And there's this kid... Oh what a kid I tell you! First thing he does when he steps through the doorway is:

"Uncle! I want to play Freddie Fish!"

And his beady eyes darts here and there around the house searching for any tell tale signs of a computer. Oh how fast he finds it. He's sitting right next to me too. Doesn't believe that I'm doing my work on my laptop. I suppose he's keeping an eye on me while childishly showing off his PSP. OH GOD, he's lookin at what I'm typing. Gotta switch programmes for a while...

Phew... FINALLY he has gone off... What a brat! Hope my dad keeps him busy for a bit while I'll go play MY games. If he ever catches a glimpse of me playing games... I'm dead. Really I will be. OH no. He's here again.



Bratty Kids...

What an Interesting Day!

Today at school was quite a FUN day actually.

School was going quite smoothly until we had PE. But that's not to say PE was BAD or anything. In fact, quite the contrary.

Navin, JW and I decided to skip PE but still get our attendance taken. This my readers, requires cunning skill which many may not have! But still, we were caught nonetheless by the PE 'cher with muscles slapped onto his body. (You know...) I shall show you now a map:


Legend:

N: Nick (Represented by Yellow Box)
NA: Navin (Represented by Blue Box)
J: Jian Wen (Represented by Green Box)
L: Muscle Man ( Represented by Red Box)
Inverted Green 'V': Field of Vision

So fellow "ponner" Navin and I were hiding behind one of the canteen walls, waiting for the right moment to make the break. JW would go ahead first so it'll look less conspicuous. This was all done while Red Box was walking in the direction of East. Yellow and Blue Box will execute action A when Red Box walks <<<< that way. And once the rendezvous with Green Box is done, action B will be executed. Of course, this is all assumed that Red Box is continuously East without turning back!

Unfortunately, nothing went as planned. But fear not dear readers! The Three "Mustponneers" has another plan ready. On the way to the foyer, with the help of an ally, we were informed Red Box wasn't on our tails, and AHA! There came our chance. Quick as lightning, but as obvious as the pimple on your faces, we managed to get to our safe haven. The Futsal Court.

OK, even THEN, somehow, someway, muscle man still found us! We escaped to the ball court and when we heard his voice, we ran to the side of the futsal court. It's almost as if we were playing hide and seek. CHILDISH! Still, we were caught and marched back to the foyer. Well I think the worst thing was, he sort of paraded us in front of the girls who were having PE as well.

"Remember this three boys!"

WHAT?!

We were given a letter each for our parents to sign. The content itself is quite funny. Here it is:

Re: Truancy from P.E lesson (29-1-08 @ 1440 hrs)

This is to inform you that Oh Shixian Nick was intitially found hiding from me behind some canteen pillars after PE attendance check at about 1445 hrs. Subsequently, I told him to report to some PE teachers near the college gate for the lesson.

But he did not do so and was found playing with other boys at the indoor soccer court by me a short while later.

Please be informed that this is a count of misbehaviour recorded against him. Thank you

--END--




Haha! How fun!