I have been absent from blog more than i am from homework. So, here is two things i wanna say. Dunno why this few days i have been increasingly annoyed by the fact why do we believe in god? It is a very sensitive topic. If u hate it until where u have read, then STOP!
Ok, so i was asking everyone in school why they believe in god. Survey abit lar. Worst of all, i am not a free thinker. OR so i thought. I need someone to come give me an immaculate reason why they believe in god? Geez, one lost soul here.
Second, JAMIE LIM is cheering for assunta house along with some other people(dunno who). She quotes that everyone should go give her support. So, GO la Doink! Its at 12.45 pm and near the pavilion.
Ok, unless anyone can answer my dilemma thingy, or wants to ask about the cheer thing, dont say anything. Bye!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Warning!!!...
Damn it! Damn it i tell you. School sucks lar. I really don't get what the hell is so wrong about not going to school ten days. That also its not continuous. Just because i didn't have freaking government letters and freaking clinic letters they don't give a damn about us students being sick. I mean like, don't tell me every time you're sick you have to go see a doctor. Sometimes, home remedy is ten times better. I really don't care that they don't care but what i am severely pissed of is that they had to give me a warning letter for that.
I didn't commit any crime and neither did i have disciplinary problems. My record - clean like fresh sheets. So, as i am absolutely NOT GUILTY, i got up my car and told my mum about the shitty system. Thankfully, she said, ' Don't care la! They're a bunch of fools. They have nothing else better to do.' Then, i told Lionel. All he did was laugh and say no big deal. Thanks for your support. Next, Canna jie jie, Hadrian then my dad. All of them have the same response. Don't give a damn. Its not that my family is trying to spoil me but implementing such a nonsensical rule is a waste of paper and only make students hate school more. Trying to scare them? Try better.
If you are so scared students will forge letters and play truant, for goodness sake, look at the parents of kids you're suspicious of. My dad would kill me before you letter can arrive lar morons. Then again, what do you people know? All you care is to give students more trouble.
Since i am too pissed and acting a little like HITLER now, i shall post up what Lionel bought home for me from US.
I didn't commit any crime and neither did i have disciplinary problems. My record - clean like fresh sheets. So, as i am absolutely NOT GUILTY, i got up my car and told my mum about the shitty system. Thankfully, she said, ' Don't care la! They're a bunch of fools. They have nothing else better to do.' Then, i told Lionel. All he did was laugh and say no big deal. Thanks for your support. Next, Canna jie jie, Hadrian then my dad. All of them have the same response. Don't give a damn. Its not that my family is trying to spoil me but implementing such a nonsensical rule is a waste of paper and only make students hate school more. Trying to scare them? Try better.
If you are so scared students will forge letters and play truant, for goodness sake, look at the parents of kids you're suspicious of. My dad would kill me before you letter can arrive lar morons. Then again, what do you people know? All you care is to give students more trouble.
Since i am too pissed and acting a little like HITLER now, i shall post up what Lionel bought home for me from US.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Finals...Chess
Well, after lunch, i headed to 5 Science 1 with Darshina and Jaishree. The first great news that hit me when i reached was, I am playing against Huda. Everyone had to mention that Huda is a really amazing player which does nothing to calm me down. I have butterflies in my stomach for the whole time i was waiting for Huda to materialise. When Huda still have not appeared after ten minutes, the nervousness died down. Thinking that I might actually win by getting bye is the biggest mistake in my life. There she was walking towards the class. Darn!
The was half the game and i ate all of Huda's piece except her king. Yay me! Not to be perasan la. At first she was so geng okay. So i used my little trick again. I tried to make her think that i am always one step ahead of her. How? Its a secret. So at the end i won. To the shock of everyone. Then i had to play against Elizabeth who is rumored to be as good as Huda. What is my luck man? Jamie why did you lose to Eli la.
So, even if i am extremely reluctant, I had to play with Eli. Defense! Defense! Defense! That's all i can describe the pieces of Eli's. Every time i wanted to eat something of hers, i would get killed in return and decided against taking out her pieces rashly. Mind you, Eli is a hell of a player man. She gave me a skull splitting time. At the end, when she finally decides to make a mistake, there was when i march all the way. Again, she is left with one king. The end.
To me, wining chess is the resistance towards getting killed until your opponent makes a mistake then, you attack!
The was half the game and i ate all of Huda's piece except her king. Yay me! Not to be perasan la. At first she was so geng okay. So i used my little trick again. I tried to make her think that i am always one step ahead of her. How? Its a secret. So at the end i won. To the shock of everyone. Then i had to play against Elizabeth who is rumored to be as good as Huda. What is my luck man? Jamie why did you lose to Eli la.
So, even if i am extremely reluctant, I had to play with Eli. Defense! Defense! Defense! That's all i can describe the pieces of Eli's. Every time i wanted to eat something of hers, i would get killed in return and decided against taking out her pieces rashly. Mind you, Eli is a hell of a player man. She gave me a skull splitting time. At the end, when she finally decides to make a mistake, there was when i march all the way. Again, she is left with one king. The end.
To me, wining chess is the resistance towards getting killed until your opponent makes a mistake then, you attack!
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Rustling of Leaves....
Since i have not discovered anything that might me of anyone's interest, I have decided to write a story.
Chapter 1
'Ashley! Hurry get up the bus before we get punished for going to school late!', Ariana rushed her sister. Ashley cursed under her breath. If it wasn't for her sister hogging the toilet she wouldn't even feel awkward with the slightest movements. Shades of crimsons spread across her face as the thought came into focus. All the other girls in school would surely laugh at her for being a dirty fellow.
Just as Ashley has expected from the Queen bees. Or so what they call themselves. Even more horrifying, her sister is the sidekick to one of the meanest. In her school, things are different. You not only get tortured by the rich and famous, not to mention crude, even the poor hate you if do anything to bring them lower towards the loser scale. As often as she tries to bring herself out, all she got in return was heart aching remarks.
Who is it to blame for all the humility that has never left her? Even her own sister teases her as though they have nothing to do with each other. From the way people treat her, you would never know that she carries a certain blue blood. Her maternal mother was the sister of a king. Not only born with features of a stunning maiden, she also has excellent intelligence. So why is she such an outcast? It all started when her mother lost her to a betrayer.
Mr. Machete said that he is a friend of her mother and was asked to bring Ashley to someone for safety. He told her that only the 'someone' could protect her from danger. As intelligent as a four year old can be, she asked if the person was related and if he or she has a royal crest. All Machete did was nodded and said ' Sure he does'.
To be continued....
Comment so that i know if i should continue if i run out of ideas again...
Chapter 1
'Ashley! Hurry get up the bus before we get punished for going to school late!', Ariana rushed her sister. Ashley cursed under her breath. If it wasn't for her sister hogging the toilet she wouldn't even feel awkward with the slightest movements. Shades of crimsons spread across her face as the thought came into focus. All the other girls in school would surely laugh at her for being a dirty fellow.
Just as Ashley has expected from the Queen bees. Or so what they call themselves. Even more horrifying, her sister is the sidekick to one of the meanest. In her school, things are different. You not only get tortured by the rich and famous, not to mention crude, even the poor hate you if do anything to bring them lower towards the loser scale. As often as she tries to bring herself out, all she got in return was heart aching remarks.
Who is it to blame for all the humility that has never left her? Even her own sister teases her as though they have nothing to do with each other. From the way people treat her, you would never know that she carries a certain blue blood. Her maternal mother was the sister of a king. Not only born with features of a stunning maiden, she also has excellent intelligence. So why is she such an outcast? It all started when her mother lost her to a betrayer.
Mr. Machete said that he is a friend of her mother and was asked to bring Ashley to someone for safety. He told her that only the 'someone' could protect her from danger. As intelligent as a four year old can be, she asked if the person was related and if he or she has a royal crest. All Machete did was nodded and said ' Sure he does'.
To be continued....
Comment so that i know if i should continue if i run out of ideas again...
Monday, June 16, 2008
Father's Day...
Well as we all know yesterday was the father's day. In my house, father's day means another headache. On going lists of places to go just to please my very demanding dad. Things can't be cheap, it cannot be not meaningful, it cannot taste any less than he expects(if food), it cannot be superficial like a tie(because we knows he doesn't uses a tie) and it certainly cannot be nothing.
As all the members in the house(with what little amount of them left in my house. They are either abroad studying or in NS.) agreed to bring my father to Duck King. Since we haven't been to Duck King. our hopes are high that my dad would just appreciate and not criticize the choice we have made based on the quality or the food because it has qualify all the other aspects.(yes we are very specific people)
So, with dad, mum, Hadrian, Stephen, and me left at home, we all drove of to JAYA 33 and headed to Duck King. We entered and asked for a table for five. We were lucky and got ourselves a place but it was not so strategic.( It was right next to the door)
Some really polite waitress came and took the order. In total we ordered about five to six dishes. It was all okay and the clams was exceptionally good. So go try it out. Even though i said the food was good the flow of the place sucks. Why? Because whenever i wanna have gestures to emphasis on my words, someone either block me or make me spill something. For instance, i was trying to point at the door which was annoying open again, the guy almost pour hot tea one me. That was fine. When i tried to use my other hand to claim my point, the was there by then and holding a huge dish threatening to spill on me. As if i am afraid. He dodges since i continued. (Mean and annoyed me)
After eating we got to the car and started to drive off. That was when my super sensitive to MSG dad says 'there is to much of MSG in the food. I will not come back again'. Triple sighs for me. When will he ever be satisfied?( Besides his own food though) Despite all those negative comments from everyone, we had a awesuper day.
To all father who didn't celebrate Father's Day, its okay, you have me to say 'Oi did you treat your family well???'
As all the members in the house(with what little amount of them left in my house. They are either abroad studying or in NS.) agreed to bring my father to Duck King. Since we haven't been to Duck King. our hopes are high that my dad would just appreciate and not criticize the choice we have made based on the quality or the food because it has qualify all the other aspects.(yes we are very specific people)
So, with dad, mum, Hadrian, Stephen, and me left at home, we all drove of to JAYA 33 and headed to Duck King. We entered and asked for a table for five. We were lucky and got ourselves a place but it was not so strategic.( It was right next to the door)
Some really polite waitress came and took the order. In total we ordered about five to six dishes. It was all okay and the clams was exceptionally good. So go try it out. Even though i said the food was good the flow of the place sucks. Why? Because whenever i wanna have gestures to emphasis on my words, someone either block me or make me spill something. For instance, i was trying to point at the door which was annoying open again, the guy almost pour hot tea one me. That was fine. When i tried to use my other hand to claim my point, the was there by then and holding a huge dish threatening to spill on me. As if i am afraid. He dodges since i continued. (Mean and annoyed me)
After eating we got to the car and started to drive off. That was when my super sensitive to MSG dad says 'there is to much of MSG in the food. I will not come back again'. Triple sighs for me. When will he ever be satisfied?( Besides his own food though) Despite all those negative comments from everyone, we had a awesuper day.
To all father who didn't celebrate Father's Day, its okay, you have me to say 'Oi did you treat your family well???'
Saturday, June 14, 2008
National Service
It was minutes before the bus took off. Ken said goodbye to me first. I could see the strength he pulled so that tears would not stream down his face. I knew he was expecting us to give him a hug but i just couldn't. I was already at the verge of tears. So was my mum. Well, for my dad, I knew he was also sad but being him, no expression could be seen.
It was time to say goodbye and Ken walked towards the bus. My mum who could no longer withstand the urge of pouring out, turned her back against us and left after muttering a series of goodbyes. My dad said words like Bye and Take Care. It was understood that Ken nodded instead of answering because he feared he would spill. As for me, before he could say anything to me i left and all he could see was the back of me so that he would not know that i can no longer say i am not crying.
Why am i so sad that Ken left for NS? All my life all i hoped for was for him to stop disturbing me and stay as far as possible. Like all siblings we never knew the meaning of the word peace. There was never a day before NS that i would stop teasing him. Either laughing at the fool he would make of himself at the camp or i would make sure he felt scared enough about the time he would have to go by there. Even i couldn't answer that.
All i could say to Ken is good luck.
Hope this four leaf clover may bring
you all the luck you need.
It was time to say goodbye and Ken walked towards the bus. My mum who could no longer withstand the urge of pouring out, turned her back against us and left after muttering a series of goodbyes. My dad said words like Bye and Take Care. It was understood that Ken nodded instead of answering because he feared he would spill. As for me, before he could say anything to me i left and all he could see was the back of me so that he would not know that i can no longer say i am not crying.
Why am i so sad that Ken left for NS? All my life all i hoped for was for him to stop disturbing me and stay as far as possible. Like all siblings we never knew the meaning of the word peace. There was never a day before NS that i would stop teasing him. Either laughing at the fool he would make of himself at the camp or i would make sure he felt scared enough about the time he would have to go by there. Even i couldn't answer that.
All i could say to Ken is good luck.
Hope this four leaf clover may bring
you all the luck you need.
Friday, June 13, 2008
Chess Competition
Erm, yeah so today after kena forced by Miss Jamie Lim to the chess competition or house carnival thing i was there after stuffing all the food in my mouth. When i say stuffing it is really stuffing. You like in burger competitions? Yea like that. In this chess competition this time i got a few lessons.
Lesson 1.
DO not underestimate people with spiky hair. Why? Because today JAMIE LIM from form 5 andSHANNON from form 2 has shown me do not judge a book by its cover actually means it. Why i underestimate them? Both of them can pass off as a rock star lar but chess player? OMG! i would have never dreamt of that in a million years. So, sorry to all that i have underestimated during the competition. You don't mind do you?
Lesson 2.
Stop being so freaking harsh and scared people the moment the game starts. I played against this form 5 girl( dunno her name ) and i was so freaking mean that by the time i took out few of her pieces she started panicking. If someone would have video it right i would be nailed to the cross man.
This is me (During the com.)
This is what i wanted to tell her.
Lesson 1.
DO not underestimate people with spiky hair. Why? Because today JAMIE LIM from form 5 andSHANNON from form 2 has shown me do not judge a book by its cover actually means it. Why i underestimate them? Both of them can pass off as a rock star lar but chess player? OMG! i would have never dreamt of that in a million years. So, sorry to all that i have underestimated during the competition. You don't mind do you?
Lesson 2.
Stop being so freaking harsh and scared people the moment the game starts. I played against this form 5 girl( dunno her name ) and i was so freaking mean that by the time i took out few of her pieces she started panicking. If someone would have video it right i would be nailed to the cross man.
This is me (During the com.)
This is what i wanted to tell her.
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