Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Can't think of one...Eh, wait...

Mrs Raj - "It's Easter! Jump everybody jump!"
Most people but me jump. I raise my hand.
Mrs Raj - "Yes Linus?"
Me - "Are you crazy?"
Mrs Raj - "Yes!"
Me - "Mmm...I thought so."

Hmmm, why am I blogging now. Oh yeah, cuz I'm freaking tired and bored, oh and sick. Oh looky, Hansen just started a conversation about blogging 'bout today's drama crap. Awww...He wants to see it...Oh well, you've gotta wait, lotsa other stuff to blog about.

Applied for the VIP Open House le. After Mrs Chan, Principal of VJC, came to talk to us, I'm now completely, 154-panda% convinced that I want to go to VJC. But...My results are really really not satisfactory...Looks like I have to buck up for SA1...Talking about an average of 80 for every single subject. Crap.

Went to play Badminton at Jo-ann's house on Saturday. However, Mother Nature hates me and there was wind, wind and more wind that day. We attempted to play badminton, but after the shuttlecock was blown by the wind and ended up strangled by the stupid plants, we went to play soccer instead. Then Mother Nature decided to be a BIGGER bitch and thus, rain fell upon the earth. So...We ( meaning Me, Jo-ann, Jo-shen, Mel, Mark and two other insignificant children-things ) went to the basement carpark. Which surprisingly, turned out to be a pretty decent place to play badminton, the only drawback being the limited space.

Monday, forgot to bring my thermometer, and we were in the auditorium for Mrs Chan's talk. Crap. Ended up with only a scolding though.

I now officially hate my chinese lessons. My teacher, dear Miss Cheryl Wong, decided to swop my place with adam's-apple-turned-watermelon Daren something Zi Hui from 2J. As a result, I am now in the world where I have to hide my heart...and knife to prevent myself from simply slaughtering the fagtards around me. My new place is 100-panda % deserving of the term "Fagtastic." On the other hand, I found out today that my new place does have some perks. Like for one, some guy had like 5 ulcers in his mouth, so Ms Wong asked him to put salt on the ulcers. He did. I enjoyed the screams of pain that lasted about 2 minutes, smiling all the way. On the other hand, I bet everyone on that side wants to kill me, then revive me, then kill me again.

OPW was...shocking. I found out that I had been going along with the scrapped idea for like the past 3 weeks. It really came as a shocker to me, putting me in quite a bad mood really. Then again, cheered up when I went with Nic and Adeeb to go and submit our names to Mr Ee for EmCee'ing. I really really wanna be an EmCee!

Tuesday, history was actually ok. PE was fun fun fun! I can bat quite well really, surprising quite a number ( all) of my classmates. But but but! The shuttle run was really disgusting since it rained and everything. The 1st base was like surrounded by mud that was slippery and wet. So you had to slow down like crazy, letting the damn fielders have a chance to finish and tag you out. Fortunately, Ridha, Jun Cong and I held it together and beat the two teams that TRIED to beat us. After recess was the health check-up which really is just an euphenism ( spelling correct I hope ) for RAPE. Luckily, we only had to remove our shirts ( bad enough ) and have our spine checked. Mine is perfectly ok if anyone wants to know ( not likely ). Narrative Writing during English went pretty well although I did struggle for better synoyms for "Anticipated " " Dodge" and "Damn". Not even sure if "Damn" is accepted. E-Maths left me quite confused, but I came home and sorted it out. Stupid Simultaenous Linear Equations crap!

And now for today!

Science was back to biology, back to Miss Ainon. Listening to her talk, I suddenly found sticking my head into the fan a surprisingly good idea. And it's not really my fault. I mean, she starts up the powerpoint presentation and simply blazes through the slides before I can even take notes. I don't care if it's in the stupid textbook, I'm not going to waste precious precious time wading through lines and lines of text to pick out important points. However, I will spend this precious precious time blogging, surfing the net and talking on MSN. My priorities just went out the window I think.

After Bio was Maths. I was so damn tired during it, could barely pay attention. I fell asleep once, but hopefully woke up without anyone noticing. Chapter 8's still quite confusing, so I need to sort this out ASAP.

Chinese after Recess. Same thing, same fags around me trying to insult me, same me blowing them off with self-deprecating comments. It really spoils their fun when you can laugh at yourself, or laugh along with them. While laughing, you plot your revenge and when the time comes, that knife will flash, that throat will be cut and that red rain will fall. [Evil Laugh]

DnT ...oh god, I give up. Everytime we try to fix our project, it becomes even worse than before. Had some nice drawing thingy as well. I managed to get it correct, BUT drew it from the wrong view. Isometric Drawing crap. Gotta admit, I enjoyed it, really.

Lunch was mee goreng that tasted like metal dildos. Not that I would know what metal dildos taste like, it's just another of my screwed-up analogies. Love it or hate it, I don't care. It's my blog, if you're not happy, go flush yourself down a toiletbowl please.

Mr Ikhwan is so weird. Seriously. But he's sarcastic, which is a plus. But enough of that School Head of IT (Abbreviate that, of course not taking "of" into account and see what you get =3 ), back to the melodrama.

Energy level today was seriously seriously low. After the first run through, I decided that since the SEAB people were coming, it was worth it to run through the memory again. However, I kept getting interrupted and thus, couldn't feel the emotions. Also, it's strange that for 2 years, I've never told anyone about this incident. And then within 2 months, I've told it to half the class and Sanam and Benjamin Koh. Weirrrrrd. Anyway. I was desperately trying to infuse pain into my voice, but I don't think it came. Lots of screw-ups when we performed for the SEAB people, I screwed-up too. Just couldn't bring out pain, couldn't reach the level of emotion that I needed, that I had the week before.

After the performance, had what was suppose to be a 10 minute break. Went back to find out that we were given 5 minutes more. That 5 minutes turned into about 20 minutes spent in the hall. It was a fruitful 20 minutes. We were being interviewed by some KC girls. I think they are now traumatized by our retarded answers. Our answers were extremely retarded, I kid you not.

Examples of questions and answers:

Q: What do you think of this experience
Adeeb: It's err...nice
Define Nice
Err...Enriching
Enriching how?
Errr...Well I don't know! Stop asking me!

Q: How do you feel about this collaboration between VS and KC?
Si Cheng: Um...It's something to look forward to.
Hansen: You know, you're already in it, so you can't exactly look forward to it.
Si Cheng: Errr...
What exactly do you look forward to?
Me: [Whispering] Acting's my passion, and this is a good way to show my passion...
Si Cheng: Errr...
Me: [Whispering] Acting's my passion, and this is a good way to show my passion...
Si Cheng: Errr....
Hansen: [Some random crap]
Si Cheng: [ Points at Hansen ] Yeah what he said.
Me: ...................................

Might have gotten slightly mixed up with some of it, memory's a bit fuzzy. Mr Meyer then called us back to the blackbox ( right when we were talking about him too !) where the SEAB people complimented us on our acting. Don't know about the others, but I strongly felt that I didn't deserve that praise. I really feel that my acting was crappy and downright poor today.

Got dismissed afterwards, but Ms Koh had bagnapped our bags ( actually, we had just left them in her car because we're lazy assholes ) and she was talking with Mr Meyer, some KC Teachers and the SEAB people. So us VS Boys hung out outside the blackbox, bitching about teachers and classmates. Adeeb did a wonderful impersonation of Brandon, I pretended to be Shawn. Hansen, Benjamin and Si Cheng got creeped out. Yay! There was a brief, but enjoyable conversation about suicide in which I commented that if we ever wanted to commit suicide, the 7th floor of VS was a good place to jump from. It offered a scenic view before you hit the ground below and broke about every single bone in your body, even ones you didn't know you had. Hansen argued that when you were falling, you'd be looking straight down, but I said that you could look straight. If you broke your neck, even better since you'd die faster. I can imagine the brochure advertising VS...

"Welcome to Victoria School. Our school offers many opportunites to grow, learn and develop, all in a beautiful surrounding. Admire the trees as you run around the school for Physical Education. Converse in Latin in the canteen over plates of food as you stare at the plants outside. Jump from our 7th floor and enjoy the view before you die..."

Hmmm, that's spastic all right. Would definitely be unique though.

Finally, Ms Koh half-ran half-sashayed out of the room where someone, someone I can't remember who, SOMEONE made a comment about her actually being capable of running. Since she was wearing those dreadful clickity-clackaty shoes of hers, I couldn't blame that SOMEONE. Ran down, grabbed my bag from Ms Koh's car and gently, slowly and carefully slammed her car boot shut. She rushed back to VS, we rushed for the pavements. Less chance of her banging us down there. Not 100-panda% safe but hey, more is better than less!

Met the sec 2 AEP boys at the bus stop. Found out Oswin is an AEP student too...NOT FAIR! Caught bus 76 with Li Zhi and Si Cheng, crapped around with Li Zhi then listened to my nice little slightly-scratched MP3 after he got down.

Crap, gotta go and finish up some work now. Better tell Hansen about updating my blog, the poor fellow is practically begging for me to finish...

Nah, just kidding =3