Pictures are taken mostly with 3x+ zoom thus the quality's a little blur. Whew. It's teachers day to you. Guess what I wrote on the card that will be given to Mrs Huang (whom I call the yellow teacher) ? I wrote.. Let f(x) = happy teachers day. I bet she'll be over the moon if I told her I came up with a new mathematics operator I Choose You (refer to previous entry)! Aces day workout in the morning. As it was raining cats and dogs, our lovely principal (sarcasm) decided for only the lower Secondary to do the workout while the rest of the cohort can jolly well rot in their classrooms (must be damn boring I guess). I love this year's Aces' day workout! This is the only work out that I have been enthusiastic in. I mean, the school actually tried to suit our taste (like finally) by giving us a Body Combat dance and not some 1980s era dance. Anyway, these are the finalists for Tanjong Katong Secondary's Talentsearch: Team Effervescence Well, I guess they came up with quite a dirty dance. Oh well, which nice dance don't have dirty moves? Anyway, Vimal (I don't know how to spell her name) had some problems at the end of the performance. Won the second prize. Farizuan Well done Farizuan (if he actually read my blog)! Even though he didn't win.. He still got the fame! At least your popular now right? Anyway, he has a nice voice. Paedophunk Cheryl and Asheem makes a great duo. I mean, their beautiful voice accompanied by the melancholy music certainly makes a memorable love melody. Many people expected them to be the champion of Talentsearch. Indeed. Won the first prize. Fourth Chapter Well.. I think that they totally screwed up on the music part. The vocals were okay though, but the song they chose don't really have the 'life'. Noise I just realised Si Jia looks like Wan Fong somehow or rather but Wan Fong is much more prettier and more sporty. Just listen at what she says during the concert: "Well.. my primary school CCA (co-cirriculum activities) are swimming, netball and drama." Now you know that Wan Fong knows how to do drama too (girls go hot over heels for her). Anyway, back to the topic. Noise's vocals did well but I think the guitars were unnecessary for a sad king of music. The piano would do. Won third prize. Then, they got a few performance after that. Flavorlicious Very swift nice moves. These malay girls were the champion of last year's talentsearch. And they're back to showcase their talents again. Impressive. (Insert PDS video here, if I manage to get it from Lenny) Aha, platoonmates did great. Got the crowd lovin'. And now I know getting whipped by a rifle isn't a laughting matter (inside joke). Will be doing PDS for 50th Anniversary Dinner! (: Kaylie Go girl. You did well on stage, just like how you did backstage. Who said you wouldn't be up to it? Nice voice (: So after all the sing along and stuff like that, went out to watch a movie with Lemuel, Rachel and Serene. I just realise that a smaller group will make decisions faster and they will get moving fast. However, quick decisions doesn't mean good decisions. Just by looking at Lemuel's eyebags, I could tell that he was dead bored during the movie, "The Devil Wears Prada". "Gee, why the hell would Leon watch that," you thought. Well, looks like Lemuel and I got duped by the words "Movie opens today". We thought it would be a good movie, so blind follows the blind. Here's something for you gentlemen. If your female friends asks you to watch that movie, don't! Unless you are intrigued by fashion or you use money to clean your ass after you finished your business. And before that, we went to the arcade after eating our lunch at Long John Silvers. They wanted me to play Para Para 2nd Dance Dance Revolution! I was quite crappy at first, but soon got the groove and displayed the moves. Lemuel took a video. Sneaky. Oh well, in order not to disappoint Rachel's National Camp tee for all the world to see. Okay, that's 10 bucks for advertisement HAHA. Okay lah Rachel, if you happen to be reading this. No need to pay for advertisement since your so nice today by treating Salsa fries! Rock on, girl! Alright, take care guys :D God bless. Hello there, young lady/gentleman. While you guys are in a deep slumber at 5 a.m on Saturday, I had to be awoken from my honey sweet dreams to attend the Sheares Bridge Marathon race (well, forced to) . Heartfelt thanks goes to Mum and Dad for waking up so early just to fetch me to City Hall. Brrr, talk about humongous eyebags (still can't compete with Lemuel though). 5 a.m roads are the best if your trying to mimic the actors in Tokyo Drift or Initial D. Empty streets and heck, you can even go past the red traffic light if your "fan" enough. Sitting in the middle of the road is no difficult feat too. MRT Stations are empty. Right, here are some pictures: At the empty City Hall MRT Station Crimson light rays bath the roads Brian looking awestruck, am I that sexy? Fierce looking Boon Hao ready to kill with stares Another conclusion: Sky changes from black to blue very quickly. After all the registration and adminstration and bowels clearing sessions, we gathered at this road (which the name I do not know) to start the marathon. It was a 2-3 kilometre marathon. Chang Sheng's gang. Okay, so the race started off with a good start (that's for me) with Raffles Insituition boys sprinting crazily in the front. "They'll eventually tire out," I thought. I was wrong. Dead wrong. They are mad people, I'm telling ya. Some sort of like Sonic the Hedgehog genes fused into them. Crazy smart asses, they must have trained 23 hours per day. To my embarassment and shame, I was overtaken by a Cedar Primary Girl (not everyone perfect, mah) ! Sheesh, that girl's damn good. I foresee her future in the Olympics. After the stupid marathon, everyone was shack. The main point of the picture's the scenery, heh. Shacked. After our marathon, we proceeded to get the free goodie bag. When they meant goodie, it is really good! Guess what's inside. Latest game? No. Playstation portable? No (though I would run for it if it's in there). It's a man's magazine. Now, don't you lady friends there go, "OMGWTFBBQ, this freak called Leon is a pervetic jerk who wanks 3600 times a day!". I guess it's alright for us guys to read man's magazine while girls read woman's magazine, right? Since they learn all sorts of ways and methods from them to get or tempt the guys, then logically it should be alright for us guys to "protect" ourselves with the tips provided in the magazine. It's a free world. :D Okay, so after the wonderful collection of goodie bags we went for a session of LAN gaming and bla bla bla. (no point going on about how I play Counter Strike and DotA and how I went to eat and stuff like that) Mum came back from U.S recently and bought me some clothes and some new shoes to wear. I'm lovin' my new shoe dearly even though it looks way oversized (but actually it fits just nice). Certainly this will make me taller too, HEHE Zackary got a new shoe too, and it's funkaye. Pole dancer shoes! Sleek. The designer must be a damn creative bloke to come out with this one! It even features a full body pole dancer at the sole. Hehe, let me talk a little about sanitary pads (don't be sensitive, ladies!). They are great things to help a woman when they are in distress. However, I believe it looks very unglamorous when it is being thrown down from HDB flats and woe to the victim in which the pads land on. Victoria (my class one, lah) passed me something to read which I find quite hilarious... Click on it for a bigger view (if you can't see) Woho! Throwing sanitary pads is illegal now, so no more unexpected dead red cells (I think that's what menstruate contains, not sure, never wanna go into it). Back to stuff at church. Last last week, we had Saturday Soul Fever: Funniest Home Videos! It's an event like American Funniest Home Videos. I would like to salute C2 & C3's video! Stomach cramping hilarious! During the dinner, there's a catered dinner! However... we must pay $8 for it, which was unexpected. Then I had a question. Where does the offering and tithe money goes to? Surely it would be in the church's account right? Why don't the church pay for us? (yeah, I'm quite grumpy when it comes to money). Anyway, here are some pictures: Jennifer's a professional caterer Jocelyn's food (left) compared to mine (right) Last sunday was Pastor's How birthday celebration and in our horror we found out that Shi Xiang looked like Boon Keat. Shi Xiang looks soooooooooo cute Yeah. And today, Chang Sheng inspired me to write the following (you can skip this part if your anti-christian or if you think I'm preaching or brainwashing people. And it's quite a large chunk of text) : Non-Christian: Why are you christians always saying that we would go to hell if we don't believe in Jesus? Why must you guys always try to bring us to church? (note that Chang Sheng did not say all this) Well. I realised some DotA players play DotA for so long and yet they do not know what Lucifer, the Doom Bringer, really is. Lucifer is another name for Devil, which is also known as Satan or Father of Lies. In the christianity point of view, God is a supreme being that rules the entire universe. He has servants called angels. Before men was created, there was this particular angel called Lucifer. He rebelled against God and God thus stripped him off all his power and banished him into this place of suffering and condemnation called Hell, in which Lucifer's followers also went. Soon after, God created his most precious creation, which is us, the humans. The first humans were Adam and Eve. Lucifer was of course angry and wanted to hurt God but he didn't have the means to (his powers stripped, mah). However, he had enough power to hurt God through his most precious creation, by leading them to displease God. Now logically thinking, God would surely be someone who is holy, upright, and perfect right (got God that scold vulgarities one, meh?) ? Therefore, God would surely hate those that are evil and despicable. So Lucifer decided to induce all this into the humans so they would displease God. These things are called sins. Right, now think. Did your parents teach your how to lie? Did your parents teach your how to hurt other people (okay lah, unless if your being abused, God bless) ? No, but we all do it sometimes unintentionally and sometimes intentionally. Now, because since we are people with sins, God wouldn't like us, right? Definitely. So God came up with a plan so that we will live with him in Heaven when we die and not join Lucifer in hell (Christians believe that we don't roam in the "mortal realm") . He sacrificed his Son, Jesus Christ (aha, that's when the story about why there are Christians starts coming in). He sent Jesus to earth to atone for our sins (something like He absorb all the evil power Lucifer put on us) and at the same time, share to the humans about God (cause some people don't know God, mah.) So after performing alot of miracles and taught to large congregations (read the Bible if you are reaaaaaaaaally interested) , He was arrested by the people who were offended by His doings (something like what you would do if you are offended by what I'm saying here) and was sentenced to torture plus death (by crucifying). Here are some pictures taken from the official website of the movie, Passion of the Christ: Mary (Jesus earthly mother) and Jesus Jesus carrying His cross to the place of execution while getting whipped Blood from torture (not tattoo, lah) If you are interested, do rent/borrow the movie from your friends if they have (it's M18, though) cause it's one of the movie that made me cry other than I Not Stupid 2? Alright, I would end here before people start throwing stones at me from preaching :P The pokemon frenzy is back! Imagine if they came out with a new Additional Mathematics operator: i C y Behold, the I Choose You operator! Now we can solve Mathematical questions that Pokemon gimmicks ask (: Hey everyone, I have read your tags and comments and I appreciate it to a LARGE extent, be it whether I'm Leon the Urgent Pee Pee or about Bunsen burners or about my blog. All in all I would like to say without you guys , life will be so stagnant that I would try to communicate with earthworms. Oh and Celine, I used maydesign's original blogskin and made hell lots of changes to it. I was on the bus 293 just now, listening to "Glorify Your Name" by Hillsongs as I kept glancing at the mother and children sitting near me. Do not underestimate the power of those weird purplish rectangular looking things that seems to come from Planet Shokawaiinehx. When you sit upon those smooth fleshy pink seats and take a little rest, pieces of the past start scrambling in, sort of like unfinished jigsaws puzzle pieces coming together. The middle aged mother had two child. One weird looking child that have an absurd head shape that seemed to be deformed by the innocent air particles floating about and a much younger child bubbling with energy, radiating an aura of innocence. They both wear thick, big rounded glasses, a common sight you see in Singapore due to them trying to glue their eyes to the television screen after watching Willy Wonka (remember Mike?). So the older child was whacking the younger one when the younger one (okay let's call him Kiddo and the other Biggo) because Kiddo was forcing himself into his mother's handbag in order to retrieve the most holy sacred invention in the whole universe - the handphone. The mother of course, being a protective woman, chided Kiddo and Kiddo got real pissed. His face grew blacker and blacker, like a bittergourd becoming more bitter than a bittergourd. Right, this was what Leon was last time. Jealousy spurned Kiddo who doesn't want to lose his mother's attention. Leon was a common little boy with a nerdy mushroom hairstyle in the past and had a little sister whom he used (it's past tense okay) to bully because he always thought that Mum love her more than him. In the end, he ended up more insecure because Mum will chide him. Anyway, that was the past ("neh neh nee poo poo"). As Leon progressed into the adolescence stage, he became more rebellious and there was a period of time where he hated his parents. Not anymore, luckily. Thinking back, his parents sacrificed so much for him and loved him so much. It's time to honour them back by studying hard :D So, I just got back my common tests results and here they are: I have chemistry with Chemistry (: Geography, 22.5/50. Bad. Elementary Mathematics bore horrendrous results Physics 38/50. Oh yeah, before I totally forget this from the little pathethic storage system in my pinkish grey brain matter, my physics teacher, Miss Goh P.Z (the one that Amirul says is hot) left our class today in anger. Bah, I predict a new teacher next week. Chinese paper, finally a distinction! Elated. Combined humanities sucked as usual. Additional Mathematics was much better than it's cousin. So in summary (raw test marks), Chemistry: 39/50 [A1] Physics: 38/50 [A1] Geography: 22.5/50 [D7] Combined Humanities: 28/50 [C5] Additional Mathematics: 37/40 [A1] Elementary Mathematics: 20.5/40 [C6] English: 18/30 [B4] Chinese: 36/50 [A2] L1R5: 14 Average percentage: 65% (rounded down) Mum will be proud of Chinese. I finally aced it. See Mum, I don't need a tuition teacher! I can survive on my own now! Elementary Mathematics was so horrible, and these pictures will tell you why (hint hint, Mrs Huang can be the cause of drowsiness) Daryl looks damn cute when he sleep (I'm not gay) Even Maggi Imee sleeps. Pull the ponytail! Sleeping couple! Attitude apples. I bet that when a H.O.D or Staff in my school read this, he or she will probably go tell on our most glorious and the lady that exludes a magnificent aura such that even the Northeast Monsoon winds will follow her (notice I'm talking about our most loved P. Chan here (sarcasm)) and she will bring up a monotonous long speech about studies that drives people nuts. I'm gonna let you in to a secret. I am a mutant from X-Men. Not convinced? Just wait till you touch my palm or foot. It has the powerful ability to turn anything dry into moisture. Next time you get stuck in the desert because your camel decided to become a product of Camel (a brand for all sorts of nuts, I mean.. peanuts), do ask me for help (I don't know how you will do it, but you can try summoning the power of Deity Shocuteworx) and I'm more than willing to miraculously turn an empty cup into a filled cup. (this whole freaking paragraph is talking about my sweaty palms) So I decided to end this mutant power to be a normal commoner which leads a life that turns moisture into dryness. Oh, blood. More blood? Did I cut myself? Of course not lah! Let me tell you something. I detest pain. I can never imagine how some of my female friends can do it when I think that they will never be able to suffer so much pain. I mean, I don't even dare to take a shiny penknife and start slashing myself to see blood flow. I know, as adolescence we have different messed up problems such as depressions and emotional breakdown. Why choose self abuse as a solution? Is seeing blood flow really a feeling that makes you forget everything? No way, I see it as an addiction, and a hurt to others who love you so. Some do it for pride (show off mah). Some do it for fun. But most of all, some do it to forget their pain. Therefore I would like to challenge those who are reading this today and you do cut yourself for whatever reason there is, please, please, please be considerate to the others who love you, be it your parents , your friends or your God (in whatever religion, if your into religion). Oh well, not wanting to end of this post with a solemn message, here's a load of pictures as requested by two hardcore camwhores. (Left to Right) Jasmine and Alexandria Alexandria likes her teeth alot. I ran out of comments to comment on this commentable picture. I can frame my picure too! All right, sorry about the longggggggggggg period of waiting before I blogged. I don't blog everyday you know, I have no time ): because schedule's so tight nowadays. Anyway, whoever you are, be it I know you or I don't, I pray that God will bless you in your future endeavours. Take care and have a nice day! :D Superslim , I know how to play that game of yours too. First of all, I would like to quote what Xiaxue has said on one of her entry. She said, "Every post I make, I'm sure there will be at least an outrage" Indeed, there would be. So I would like to make a point here that if whatever I blog here and think, such that it angers or irritates you, I humbly apologize. Thank you. Sheesh, the common tests are over. The mugging is completed. Now it's just the results that matter. I surely miss the days where I would go study for the week with Melson at MacDonalds where there are great motivations there (ya' know what I mean, *winks*) . Till next coming major examinations then! You know, School can be a scary place. There are bullies, people who are out there to deflate your ego, people who are out there to kill you with their venom tongues and people who spoils your mood. However, there's something worse than all these. It is the physics laboratory. The place where you do all the ridiculous experiments about swinging pendulums, boiling hot water and even testing the effects of lens. That was where I met my doom on Friday. The horrible physics experiment about temperature Just when I realised there's a green flame! *OMGWTFBBQ* After much thinking, it must be naughty Mr Bunsen fault So I took a peep into Mr Bunsen's rectum Disected his stomach and found disgustingness in his intestines! Removed him from his body and took a closer look So I took Miss Thermometer to poke Mr Bunsen. BLOOD! *O_O* Mr Bunsen saved. Glory to gory Miss Thermometer Whew. There were rubber band, pencil shavings, "blue tac" (you know, the blue blue stuff that you used to stick your favourite singer or band posters) and pencil lead. Luckily Miss Goh asked me to turn of Mr Bunsen else I would have poisoned the whole class with melted rubber. Then she asked me to share the experiment with Navin so having nothing to do, I dropped some stuff into the hot boiling water and this is what I got. Wow, looks like a mutated grey duckling (the biggest bubble being the nose) Looks like most of the people's unhappy with Joakim getting in. Lots of them got angry and gave up watching Singapore Idol. Guess why I don't watch Singapore Idol? That's because Singapore has no idols. We end up having some weird banana looking figures and some people who just want the limelight by making a fool out of themselves in the audition. And we have Paul Twohill. Some people like him, some people don't. I side the latter. Although I don't watch Singapore Idol, I believe that his long long hair have alot of fleas. Don't ask me why, just an eccentric thinking of an unspoken Singaporean (: I have alot to say about my Church's Counter Strike Challenge that was on Saturday! First of all, I would like to express heartfelt love to Melson, Shi Xiang, Biondi, Chang Sheng, Kenny, Ming Rong, Gabriel and Wei Tze! Melson, Shi Xiang, Biondi, Chang Sheng and Me formed our own "Djie Djie (pronounced as GG)" team to pit it out against 15 other teams in Counter Strike! What made our team special was the way we dressed. Enough of words, time to bring in some pictures (from Mong's multiply profile) so you can experience what I'm talking about (: Men in Green! (Left to Right): Me, Shi Xiang, Biondi and Melson Before our turn to showdown! Nice poseur! Shi Xiang's concentration skill is freaky Biondi (our pwner) focusing as well! Rawr. Grunt's power. After a straight flush of four rounds, we emerged as champion! The competition map was fy_iceworld2k. The competition was based on a knockout format. To determine the first round winner, the team with the most wins after a limited time gets to the next round. To determine the second round winner, the team to reach 5 wins first, wins. To determine the third round winner, the team to reach 3 wins first, wins. To determine the champion of the tournament, the team to reach 5 wins first, wins.
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