Monday, July 16, 2007



Ms Fox - "Well what are you boys doing out here?"
Me - "Mr Ong didn't book a room, so we're now homeless vagrants."
Ms Fox - "Oh, well then, don't let me bother you."
Me - "Yes, hobo-ism is tiring."

8/10 for written persuasive speech, 18/20 for the oratorical component. Raphael Ong nearly exploded when he heard about it.

Fahrenheit 451 has got to be the most intellectually-provoking yet mind-numbing movie I've ever watched. Despite the fantastic thought put into the book, it is so incredibly boring that I dozed off not once, not twice but thrice during the film. And the screen was bloody red. Projector screw-up man.

Rio and Dilraj were being major dumbasses today. From them I would expect more.

Ok, firstly the class was acting like they always do when there's no teacher. That is, just short of outright barbaric behaviour. Nishant was playing with his handphone, Azhri was blasting music like no one's music and that retard Andrew Seow played with his PSP.

Since I am the responsible ever-caring monitor, I put aside my very-intriguing long-overdue E-Maths Exercise 7.4 Trigonometry homework and went to settle the class. Needless to say, that was momentously difficult because they have the common sense of dead cows and some of them smell like it.

Trying to find someone who might actually be half-smart, I told Dilraj and Rio to sit down. They replied "Why me? Everyone else is doing it."

OH WOW!

So just because other people are doing it means you can do it? Ok. Go blow yourself up in a suicide bomb attempt then. Apparently, the fact that other people do it is justification for YOU to do it. Of course, the fact that it is a) dumb, b) wrong and c) a sign of immaturity, you persist in it. For that matter, please go jump off a building because people everywhere are committing suicide.

The dumb people in my class are bloody irritating. Let us examine Zheng Yu. Not only does he have abysmal results, but an attitude to match. He just sleeps and sleeps in class. I cannot wait to see some people retain because it means less people for me to have to 'monitor'. Quite truthfully, I find myself hoping that some people DO retain just to get them out of my life. I will not mention that I am referring to Maximilian or Zheng Yu. Not that it really matters whether I hope they retain or not, since they probably will, going by their results that even my dustbin would regurgitate in disgust. Why are such people allowed in VS. I advocate a culling.

Thankfully, I know MY priorities - studies. I am going to get <10 points for my End-Of-Years if it kills me to do so. In the same manner, I shall also sprint my 2.4km as much as possible. I will beat that timing of 11.20 ( Yang En ) and if I'm really lucky, 10.48 ( Sidney's. ) It amazes me how some people just run so fast. Are there steroid drinks in VS that I am unaware of? I don't think so.

I just found out today that drinks such as Pink Dolphin are not allowed to be brought upstairs, when I asked Yang En to accompany me up to retrieve my Prefectorial Board blazer, and he practically threatened me to put down the bottle. Naturally, I was fairly bewildered by this, seeing as that I have been bringing Pink Dolphin bottles up in front of prefects like Davis, Chang Da, Wilgene, Wilnard, Yang En himself and dear Nawawi. Obviously, whilst I've been complaining about not ever being searched for smuggling items ( which connotates that I am a guai kia ), I am actually unintentionally guilty of committing such a felony! SUPER GASP WORXXX.

And Clifford got sacked for playing soccer at the newly-painted amphitheatre during speech day and kicking a ball over the edge which almost hit our dear OM Mr Chia. which just shows how mind-blowingly dumb, stupid and retarded some people can be. Why on earth would you play soccer in school during Speech Day. Why would you play it at the NEWLY-PAINTED amphitheatre of all places!

Oh yes. Because he's a brain-dead moron.

Lunched with my darling VSCO EXCO which are the best group of friends anyone could ever ask for, I don't care what anyone else says, these guys are absolute sock-rockers and I lurbbe the living shit out of them. Some more than others =)

Anyway. Tunched at Mos Burger with Vincent Ooi, Bryan, Emersius and Jing Qun. Vincent is horrifying in his enthu-ness, asking Bryan to identify songs that he ( Vincent ) has specifically picked because Bryan Doesn't Know The Songs.

Wow. That's like giving a University Maths question to Wei Liang and asking him to solve-

Wait, bad example.

That's like giving a University Maths question to Yang En and-

DAMN!

Last try.

That's like giving a University Maths question to myself and asking me to solve it.

Ughhhhhh...errr..

Perfect.

Crux of the matter is, how can Bryan possibly identify those songs. And even if he can, what has Vincent accomplished besides wasting about 10 seconds of both of their lives and indirectly mine.
The Teriyaki Chicken burger is nice, without the lettuce and onions. One thick slab of succulent chicken slathered with teriyaki sauce and mayonaise lying in between two huge thick buns is like heaven.

And tomorrow shall be a wonderful spectacular absolutely lovely cca-defining day for VSCO. I cannot wait.

Haha!