x country day
WOOO today was cross country day, actually its just running the canal to and fro. But its cross country day PJC! i was fortunately an official! The sun was blazing hot and imagine squeezing with 1800 sweaty horny boys and girls to the finish line, its just really retarded.
Our class got MELVIN WAYNE ALVIN who made it to top 25! with SIJIN at 79 and daryl at 59 shuwei at XX and who else... ZEMAN WAS slacking la. Zeman the ass was still with us when we were watching the girls flag off, then we realise wtf! why issnt he running.
Great day i got a badge for being and offical.
I got to see people wheezing like hell
I am a sadist
yay
it was at; 3:18 AM
today was the second round of choir auditions.
got some recruits
hope they can sing well
damn sian
tmr got chem
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and maths
#*$&@*$(
*#@#&$and GP
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#*!@^&$&!^@)(!&$#*(@!&&
but classes end at 1.30pm
yay!
it was at; 6:30 AM
Just a little something i would like to say
When i was seventeen
He taught me how to treasure
How to Hold on
How to love
How not to waste each day
How fortunate i am
Of who i am today
I am thankful
when i was eighteen
She taught me selflessness
To be strong
Reminded
Of how fortunate i am
She taught me how precious life is
How it easily breaks
How some things are lost
How simple things can make someones day
How guilt feels
How it hurts
Of how i am moulded
I am grateful
I wish never to forget such valuable lessons
That one only learns once
And that A Random Kindness a day
Builds an ARK
To sail through troubled waters
it was at; 4:25 AM
wa lao another 985 problem
friday i was released from school around 1pm, damn happy, damn excited cause early dismissal for people with no gp remedial. going home with zc, we took bus 985
normally 985 will turn right at the T junction after passing one bus stop, on friday, the bus turned left
I have very traumatic experiences with taking the wrong bus, so my OMG sense was tingaling and i kept asking Zc if this was bus 985. I tink i was the first to realise it cause 1 min later, the whole bus was in a uproar.
Little assholes from twss were shouting vulgaraties at the bus uncle and some aunties trying to look like teens were pestering the uncle if it was bus 985
I could tell from the uncles tone that he was under trementous stress
his reply was " sorry ar i thought i driving bus 190"
immediately after he said that, a loud "CB AR!" was heard from some little mlr at the back from twss. Zc was just laughing like hell and i was tryin to fish out my phone to take down a video of it.
So my 1pm dismissal ended up to be a 2pm dissmissal cause the uncle was not very skilled at making estimations for U-turning the bus. It did not help that bastards behind were shouting like.. hmmm students from a shit sch? oo let me rephrase, students from twss.
though being a person on the bus, i didnt feel alot of stress, i tink if i were the bus uncle, i would lose it.
what i would do if i were the bus uncle faced with a situation trapped with assholes
1) get off my seat
2) scan for the assholes at the back
3) locate their position
4) give them a piece of my mind
5) copy down their NRIC
6) ask them to get the F out of the bus
7) if possible, try to knock them down while moving off
8) report this matter to the shit sch they belong to
Yep
8 handy steps to use for situations when u are trapped with assholes without violating the law.
this should come in handy sometime
it was at; 11:08 PM
Yesterday i was too tired to blog, i wanted to blog about this f-ed up mlr girl that did not bother to give up her seat of her bag. it happened like this
i boarded the bus 985 with machine
we went to the back row which had 5 seats
machine managed to get a seat(3rd one)
i was looking at this f-ed up bimbotic moron that just stared blankly at me when i was obviously hinting with my body language that she should get her f-king bag off the seat.
I wont do this if
1) shes handicapped
2) she looks exhausted
3) her bag is damn big like melvins
4) shes old
I left out mentally retarded and blind cause thats the only two possible handicaps that will allow her to continue placing her bag on an empty seat during peak hours.
I gave her the stare
and she gave me the " so what" look
some people just want to pick a fight at the wrong time of the day
being in school uniform, i couldnt really fight with her
so i just continued to look at her and she continued to be blind
that just really ruined my almost finished day
machine told me that her bitch friend( i associated this girl with this fking bitch ) also placed her all so important bag with tonnes of gold onto an empty seat
so basically its machine sitting beside two bags and the bags sitting beside two bitches.
I just hate people who fucking think the world revolves around them.
it was at; 7:15 AM
Its sunday, today i went to church, read the newspaper and went for a jog. How exciting. Life in singapore is routine, mudane and boring, for me.
I stare at the decorations of lunar new year
i wonder into the past
Past of festal joys
Of anticipation of our gathering
buts its gone now
leaving behind a void i cannot fill
frustrations overwhelm me
confusions i cannot comprehend
why does time pass me by
leaving me to eat her dust
i want to hold those times
making it last
its slipping away
like sand
i cannot grab
what remains
sadness
envy
hahas i am soo not poetic, damnit i want my hong kong cousins back for chinese new year!
it was at; 6:08 AM
hahas this is my 100th post!!! and its valentines day too!!!
but i am not going to blog about valentines day cause it was kinda mundane for me =(
I will blog about my trip to the barber!
Our class had a attire check on wednesday, and cause my hair was too long, i was caught.
I wanted to cut it but the salon only opens today, the salon that i often go.
I made two trips down and in both trips, the salon was filled with aunties who tried to be assholes. The first trip was made when i was on my way back from school, i walked all the way to the salon and peered through the glass doors. Seeing that there were some people inside, i ventured in to ask how long the waiting time was, the barber said 30 minutes, and the asshole lady beside him had to add in " Go drink a few cups of water and come back" ( in chinese) her asshole friends laughed at her joke( or her lousy attempt at a joke). I walked out of the salon without taking a second glance at that jackass. I was pissed. i wanted to point a finger at that aunty while walking away but i decided against it, i hate people who try to be funny when they are not. Why dont the aunty try walking a %*#&#ing long distance from the interchange to the salon just to be told to wait another 30 minutes and some F-ed up joke. She will be feeling F-ing pissed too.
Second time i went down, i noticed that the salon was still kinda filled with people. So i went down the row of shops and came across this barber shop. It was kinda old school with pictures of old hairstyles painting the whole shop. I felt uneasy about entering such barber shops cause they do not give me an upmarket image and i felt that the barber would give me a lousy cut. But i went in anyway after being reminded of that F-ed up experience at the salon. An old elderly man greeted me in chinese and told me that it was only 8 dollars for cutting my hair as a JC student. I sensed his hospitality and i went to have a sit on the chair. The uncle was friendly throughout and kept asking me to tell him if i wanted any request. THis is the first time in all my hair cutting experience that i have been constantly asked earnestly how i wanted my hair to look. All the other bastard salon owners either have their own opinion and or alter ego and would not hesistate to tell me how i should look. Even if they asked of my opinion, it would be with such pretense at trying to please the customer. Either this uncle has very good acting skills, or he is just genuine of what he says. I could tell he was trying very hard to show me that he can be as good as those other salons who charge more and how versatile he could be. It was his hardworking spirit that moved me and how genuine he was throughout the whole process. He could be as old as my grandfather but he was quite nimble. I applaud his concern throughout the cutting process and though his skills are not quite up notch, i can simply overlook it as he as proved to be a good barber. This is in such stark contrast to assholes next door, literally.
Guess i will be looking forward to go back there again.
it was at; 3:03 AM
