My stupid W810i USB cable totally screwed up my main computer and now I have to resort to a downright despicable act of using my sister's wonderous VAIO laptop. Damn, sometimes I'm pretty envious of her :P
White, slim, and perfectly made for travel.
Somethings happening this week.
That day we sort of like saw a class of Secondary Ones going behind the D block for art lessons and Secondary Ones going to the garden for their science lesson. Darn. We don't have that during our days.
We have to stick to labs for science but we did go out of the classroom for our art lessons. The legacy of the fingernail-busting art continues.
In addition, the new Secondary Ones' science classes are so small, it's pretty cute. I'd prefer a smaller class actually, because I'd find it easier to concentrate and study :D (and the tendency to use mobile phones during lesson will decline too)
Oh yeah, talking about mobile phones, mobile phone Java games are now the newest trend in my class. Just take a look at this:
The hideous illegal gathering in the male toilet that is so heavily filled with Chlorine gas that in a few years time my lungs are gonna turn green and eventually explode at the speed of sound.
What are they doing? No, they are not watching pornography (oh yeah, with mobile phone, comes mobile pornography too!) but instead, they are sending each other Java games, via one of the best invention ever, called Bluetooth (why not Redtooth, or Greentooth? God knows :/ ).
Oh yeah, talking about Bluetooth, if you ever detect someone named Lovely Leon, don't be shocked, don't get a fit, don't foam. It's me. I mean, come on, I'M LOVELY RIGHT? Come on, say YES!
Oh, like that, like that. Fine, then I shall put myself in self denial and assume that's a yes :D
Then there was this cool thing that Jukfen brought to school.
Tada. It's a music box, in case you think that's a Tamiya car's engine.
The 4H people use it to irritate the teachers :D
And he didn't just bring one, he brought THREE. So I guess the teachers had a hard time replacing the hair that they pulled off. Oh well. Nothing is more irritating then the supersonic sound played via handphone.
And oh yeah, the highlight of this month (which today is the last day of January):
Mr Shaun Djie (pronounce his surname as G, don't follow my footsteps and call him DeeJie for half a year).
He got the Spongebob balloon from self-denial Jillene and somehow Mr Spongebob became the punch bag during assembly today. Someday, people are gonna come to school with Patrick balloon and soon enough Mr Crab will follow. Who knows, our school logo might change into jellyfish too!
And during recess, in the deep dark classroom of 4J lies a secret ritual.
The ritual known as the birthday bash.
It starts off first with a little mango cake with the unlucky victim seated in front. Our victim is now petrified, helping Mr Spongebob cover his eyes (aww so nice).
Then continues by the victim saying his last words and making his final prayer before his brutal assassination. Our depressed victim now bows down his head and mutters a few words of hope and wish for a miracle.
And he cuts the cake as a symbol of the start of the climax of the ritual!
But as if planned by our desperate victim, a teacher came in just in time so he did not get bashed. Lucky butt. Next year it'll happen again. Don't worry about that, Shaun :P
And for God knows what reason I happened to browse around in the photo gallery of the school website (one of the last website I'd go even if I'm on the brink of breaking down in desperation) and found some pictures of us doing the PDS performance in last year's 50th Anniversary celebrations.
Mr Fung Kah Chee.
Mr Timothy.
Us in our "datuk" position.
And our final position, the salute.
And no, please do not criticise our performance costumes saying that we look like outer space astronauts, Martians, crazy frogs, peanut butter jam etc. etc.
I really can't take these criticisms, O' spare my fragile soul! :P
Seriously speaking, we didn't design these ugly costumes. :) So the fingers aren't pointed at us.
Damn, and I didn't manage to get the hairdresser's number as well &@#^$%*$#.
Boo hoo. I'm very sad. Sniff.
Okay, moving on.
Today we had sexuality education. Wei Rong told me we had SEX education for Assembly period today. I told her she shouldn't say it this way, because SEX is sexual intercourse, and sexuality is things about the 2 genders. Never mind, I won't blame her.
She's a "Secondary One" anyway :P
And why did I put Mr Foo's picture up there? I have no idea why too. He needs more hair, that is for sure.
After his inspiring talk and my past experiences I decide that I should just stay single all the way until I go university or overseas where there would be a much more bigger range to choose from :P
Yup. And soccer's my new girlfriend. I have no idea why too, but we just got together somehow. :)
Go, go, goal!
Blogger forced me to upgrade to new blogger from old blogger ):
Some people celebrate their birthdays by bringing out their friends to restaurants and have a great feast while bonding relationships.
Some people prefer it to have their existence celebrated among their blood related people in their warm cosy house.
However, Shaun my good friend, prefer to celebrate with 4 other January babies like Donna, Kenneth, Keng Lai & Wei Lun.
Met up with Melson at White Sands with the motive of purchasing 3 birthday presents for these babies. Took us quite awhile, but we got them anyway.
Melson & Leon then arrived at Shaun's chalet which is located at Downtown East Pasir Ris (thank God it's not Changi, Changi's freaky) at around late afternoon.
And we were greeted with a diversity of activities.
For example, Cliffton and Kenneth enjoying the warmth of the sunlight while sitting on ugly green cement.
Delicious food on a mass display for hungry party attenders.
Four musketeers playing mahjong.
Our 4 beloved babies sleeping on the bed.
And of course our good friend Shaun, who is so exhausted (woke up in the late evening).
And we found Chee Yang playing around with a plastic dart shotgun and so dear Melson decided to give it a try too.
Apparently we were shooting water bottles and amazingly Chee Yang shot better than Melson (and Melson defended himself by saying that Chee Yang was playing with it the whole day). Don't ask me how we got the bottles up there. Don't ask.
Next, we spent like half the day watching people playing Mahjong.
It was an eye opener for Leon here because he is a complete newbie in Mahjong so he just observed. Pretty interesting.
I was observing Zackary and somehow he kept losing (no, that doesn't mean I'm a jinx!).
And that's my "sister", Jasmine. Sometimes she goes bonkers and sometimes she's perfectly alright. If she's the weather, the weather forecast man would lose his job. She's that unpredictable. Don't ask me why.
And these were Donna's tiles. According to the pros, her cards were damn sick. Well, looks like Lady Luck's on her side!
And this was the January Babies' cake. Mango cake. Yummy. Leon likes.
Then later for God knows what reason we went upstairs and somehow or rather got into some homosexual action. If your under 5 years old and your reading this, please press ALT ( the button beside your spacebar) and F4 at the same time.
Parental Advise recommended.
I guess these pictures are self explanatory. Luckily, the photographer is spared :D
In the blink of an eye, the crimson sun descended and vanished complete under the horizon and darkness began to overwhelm the sky.
Then we went to the arcade.
I hate Downtown's arcade. Their Para Para Machine is screwed up. Boo.
Played a few games over there like the Mario Kart game but the most played game of them all is the popular basketball shoot out game.
Then there was this really sick guy who broke the high score.
Zackary was like, "That guy sure no life, everyday come here and shoot balls."
Then Chee Yang played table hockey with Jasmine. Don't ask me why Jasmine's holding on to her shirt. It should be pretty obvious.
Later on, we went back to the chalet for some games on the bed (don't think sick!)
Oh gosh. Nothing can stop Jasmine from being a camwhore.
We were playing some dice games and the loser had to do a Dare. Luckily for me, I didn't have to do anything but unlucky for Cliffton he had to dance.
Later, Imee Anra Lim the 4D class chairman arrived.
After we got pretty bored of the stupid dice game we went on to watch the match between Singapore and Malaysia.
The ticket price for sitting at the grand stand is actually 10 dollars. So cheap.
And we gathered around to watch the match. Luckily for Singapore, we won Malaysia by penalty. I love L. Lewis (Singapore's goalkeeper).
There's a Western guy and a China guy in Singapore's team.
Chee Yang said Singapore's making full use of foreign talent. I cannot help it but to agree to a large extent. Singapore's soccer really cannot make it.
During the extra time, we took out the tasty mango cake and lit them up with 5 lovely candles and began the singing of birthday song.
After the cutting of the cake, everything was so darn messy because suddenly Lenny took out a whipped cream can and started spraying on Kenneth's shirt and then everyone went into a frenzy and the chalet turned into a building full of chaos (not to forget, whipped cream).
Not wanting to be a victim of this evil mess, I quickly ran into the toilet and soon after many other victims followed and we locked the toilet door. Peace settled, but not for long...
Gary came unlocked the door with the key and of course we suffered under the tremendous attack of whipped cream.
We became Santa Claus.
Tip for party organisers: Don't buy whipped cream because they make cleaning up the party hell difficult and furthermore they smell like vomit (but they taste good)
We clean up the place after that and these 2 people came to our chalet and started singing birthday song.
I detest them.
I mean, I have seen them a few times during barbecues and such and everytime they come and sing their stupid songs they expect us to tip them.
Cool.
Maybe I should do that too during June or December holidays. Going around barbecue pits and chalets dancing like a mad Bangla and then handing some blue thing to the people so that they could sign their names and hopefully (which they will) give me some money.
This way, I can drop out of school now and do this for an earning, probably like investing in a mobile turntable and start going around pits and start mixing music too.
It was quite late so we had to go home.
I drank 40% Alcohol Raspberry Vodka before I cycled home with Melson (and after escorting Jasmine)
Took some emo pictures of Jasmine. She's a crazy girl.
She got honked 3 times, and some passer-bys just have to look at her (cause of her dressing)
Took a close-up (no lah, I'm not trying to be pervertic, okay) with no vehicles this time. This is a nicer shot. Better still if I sepia-ed it.
Tada, and I manage to unleash the full potential these street lights have.
And I saw this at Jasmine's neighbourhood and I took a picture of it.
Well, I'll leave it to you to think of what that is.
Whew. I'm pretty exhausted now. I mean, come on.
It's freaking 2.56AM now. I'm going to wake up like 10 hours later and hopefully study a little bit. (can't play much nowadays, since I'm already in my senior year).
So, gotta run! Tata! :D
PS: You can expect more things coming up for this blogskin!
PSS: Thanks Shaun for this great party! (and happy birthday to all the January Babies!)
PSSS: Jasmine, don't emo! :D Cheer up!
PSSSS: I'm going to become a nocturnal charcoal like Boon May if I don't sleep now.
PSSSSS: Nicole's going to the party now at this unearthly hour!
Whew.
Justin demanded an update, and being a considerate Leon, he shall do it.
And he wants something long! So demanding! But it's okay, since his so adorable it kind of compensated that :D
Darn, I still miss his angry face when I start to talk about *sensored* and my social *sensored* (don't think sick, lah, please!). I can only see him after school and sometimes occasionally when their end of recess coincide with my beginning of recess.
I bet he's gonna cry because he's so touched by these wonderful words. If he doesn't, I'll make him! HEHE.
Oh well.
School's as tough as usual but here are some things that have spicen up the very monotonous educational routine.
Uncle Cheng caught some live crabs at God knows where and unfortunately he falls down.
From a normal living human view like mine, one would perceive that this adorable looking crab (not to forget, tastes delicious when cooked in black pepper) is harmless and docile, but in the sadistic kind of view, it would totally differ.
Like the view's of Chang Sheng. (I'm not trying to say that he's sadistic, really! :D)
Now let's analyze his plan A.
First, he bought over the life and destiny of this peace loving crab for a mere four bucks after an intense exchanging of words for the ultimate goal of achieving a lower buying price, which in layman terms, is called bargaining.
Then, he carries it in a transparent plastic bag.
And heads off to the classroom for his second part of intense mentality torture.
And it turns out to be that his traumatised victim happens to be Grace. Oh God, please bless her poor soul. Amen.
And the poor marine creature was filled with suspense as Chang Sheng delivers it home. It was destined to feed his pet fish (I'd have no idea how the heck the fish managed to eat it, but it did).
Let's have a 1 minute silence in respect for our fellow crab.
God bless its soul.
Kaylie is back in Singapore?! (See yearbook if you don't know who she is, 3G of year 2006)
Yes, I'd gladly like to have geography tuition (Mum don't take seriously please if you read this).
Tomorrow's Shaun's chalet and I still haven't get him a present yet (I shall MAKE his present tomorrow morning :D) and somehow or rather as if by God's will, his chalet date coincide with my relatives' baby girl's chalet. Aiks.
We "changed" Darren somehow or rather today.
And some saw my fierce side. Don't worry. I'm a lovable friendly male who'd gladly like to treat everyone nicely (unless you're a desperado or you're just plainly detestable).
So I'm pretty tolerant to things and I won't blow up that easily :)
Unless things like putting chewing gum on my precious hair (which I treasure) happens :P
Alright. Leon's sleepy and he wants to sleep so he'd end this post nicely by sharing a nice song (hear the lyrics!).
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