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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: ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() 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. ![]() ![]() ![]() 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) ![]() ![]() ![]() 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. ![]() ![]() 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. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() 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. ![]()
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