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Wednesday, July 30
WARNING!!! : explicit terms used. High level of nonsense too. If you're a prude or serious dude goodbye. hey they rhyme...prude...dude...good...bah (no bah doesnt rhyme)
Some people REALLY need to change the way they dress. And how they look too. I mistook the gender for not 1, not 2 but 3 people a few days ago. The first case was kinda because that GUY had long hair that kinda curled at the end and was wearing a sleeveless shirt. Not the rough, hunky type of sleevless shirt...more of the erm....girl kind of sleveless shirt. From the back I was thinking "ahh...pretty girl" and then when I walk closer "eeeek!!! it's a guy!!!". The second one was kinda gone case too...he had a ponytail and was wearing a pink satin shirt...you don't see many guys wearing pink t-shirts...those who do either have bad fashion sense or are sissys [edit: except robin]. The third one was this girl I thought was a boy. You know those kinda butches that have REALLY short spiky hair and like to wear polo tees and layers of shirts instead of bras cos they're REALLY flat...I think some guys have bigger boobs than them...some of them are rather handsome...not pretty but HANDSOME. sheesh. I think they're more handsome than me. yeah I know...go ahead and *bish* me
hmm...there's this classmate of mine that looks something like this.
Now this evil looking guy here isn't my classmate NOW...but he used to be (and I still wish he was). But now I have another classmate that looks like him. If you know what I mean. 2 classmates that look the same...both are a rare breed of guys that claim to know nothing about soccer but when they play play like Superman...both have birthdates in December....wait a minute...Weeping...if you're reading this...do you have a twin brother called Yaofeng?! Gosh...
I think I told Yaofeng (the classmate now) that he looks like Weeping (the ex-classmate) around 100 times already...he says I've been reading too many stories....he may be right though....maybe I've been reading and thinking too much...the last book I read was that Harry Potter phonebook written by that evil Rolling, Rowling, or whatever woman.
Ahh...
I've been late for school almost everyday for the past 2 weeks or so I think. Class starts at 8 for me every weekday which is kinda sucky because I like to sleep in late but then again, I've always been late for everything that doesnt really bother about punctuality. The teachers do ask sometimes when you're late but most of them don't. So now I've got a plan. If they actually bother to say I'm late for the pathetic 5-10 mins that I am, I'll show them this.
My new watch!
All you need is a marker!!! I know I ripped it from Dumb and Dumberer...but then again that was the only thing that I remembered from that lousy movie. So the next time you know you're late and the teacher's going to tick you off for it...do this! You're never late! yeah I know...go ahead and *bish* me again.
[added Fri 12.25pm]
To have your own personal watch that says you're never late
1.Have a marker.
2.Open the marker lah idiot.
3.Draw a circle near your wrist
4.Draw the straps
5.Write in your desired time. So that you're never late.
6.If you need assistance call my hotline listed somewhere in the right column
7.Have a nice day. And never EVER be late.
*bish*
Friday, July 25
I think I update far too often these days. Guice is going to tire herself out by leaving such interesting and LONG comments each time. I think she should be given a "Best Commenter Award". And maybe there's some kinda anti-camera force on your face that's making it so hard for you to take pictures of yourself...what am I talking about...bah!
hmm...I'm still not happy with what I did in school today(Fri). I wanted to present something but I didnt get the chance to present. There's an unspoken rule that whoever does the research doesnt present and whoever does the least work presents. I wrote this down in my reflection journal and I think my teacher took it the wrong way. He didn't really leave any harsh comments, more of helpful comments...but I wasn't really delighted about his comments. I know other people were worse off than me but I'm still not happy. Today's module is English-based and I'm always trying to impress and get As for English modules. Still a bit annoyed about today. I think I'll skip school for the whole of next week to sit down and think for a while. It's kinda of the knowledge that I have the ability to do well (?) that's making me paranoid of getting Cs. Now I'm slightly unhappy with Bs too. Ahhhhh....bad day today.
hmm...I'm still pretty low profile at my school...that's very nice =)...I'm not high profile or whatever but I know I'm notorious in quite a few places for being plain silly and wearing tacky shirts. I think I'm sort of slightly different now 'cos people there dont say I'm silly, but clumsy. I managed to trip 3 times while explaining something on Wednesday and that was kinda embarassing. Lousy boxes and wires. #!$!$&%?.
I tried playing Internet Reversi just now...the one you find in the games folder with Solitaire whatever. I think I embarassed Singapore. I was getting thrashed by tons of British guys who I think before the game might be thinking "This player's from Singapore...must be clever" and after playing think "Singaporeans are stupid". Oh dear. At least I did play decently against an Italian. Until I made a mistake. Now one Italian will also be thinking "Singaporeans are stupid"....but at least I lost gracefully. So maybe he'll be thinking "Singaporeans are lousy Reversi players but are nice people". Oh dear.
I borrowed a Dutch book ages ago. So what I've learnt so far is that 'ik' is 'I', 'de' is 'the' and 'kust' is 'kiss'. Fantastic. I can write a Dutch sentence. ik de kust. I the kiss. de kust ik. The Kiss I. Wheeeee....
Thursday, July 24
(There is a very high chance that you haven't read the previous day's post cos I kinda published both within hours of each other. I wrote these 2 posts from 11-2am!!! you dont believe go look at the time for each post. Ahh...I can't stop writing and telling old grandpa stories these days. So read the previous post first (not recommended if you have no time) otherwise you won't know what I'm going on about here.)
I went to a pet shop yesterday too. I wanted to buy a turtle but they didnt sell them so I ended up looking at hamsters and rabbits. My god, I look at my bunny and I think she's small. When I look at the bunnies at the pet shop mine looks like a giant. My hamsters too. They seem small but when compared to the ones at the pet shop mine seem huge. Bah.
I also saw a cat playing with a ball there. It kinda made me stop for a while and look, entranced at it, playing with a ball. I don't know why, but it kinda made me stop and think about myself and what I've done and what others have done for a while.
hmm...Bossini and Giordano are selling very nice shirts...maybe not for other people but they're nice for me and that's what matters. I've never noticed that what I'm looking for they're already selling. Which is kinda nice 'cos I trust them. I'm never happy with my wardrobe. One moment I'm searching for shirts with funny wording on them, the next moment I'm thinking of searching for multi coloured striped shirts and the next thing you know I'm looking for something slightly more classy. And so I keep buying shirts and 'retiring' them within a month. Bleah.
This Jolin Tsai has pictures of her plastered everywhere...I don't listen to Chinese music a lot because I barely passed my Chinese for the O levels and I dont really understand what nonsense they're singing. But some people can keep hearing to her songs over and over again and I kinda like the tune for one of her songs. So I ended up, for the first time, searching for Chinese music. But I still don't understand what she's singing. How shameless of me. I hardly understand Chinese and now I want to pick up French/Dutch/Russian/Ukranian/Greek.
Anyway, she (Jolin Tsai) supposedly wears polka dotted bras and's a teenage boy killer. She doesn't kill me. Maybe I'm 90 years old. hmm....90 year olds are supposed to be perverted too. I'm immortal! ahhh....
Hello.
oh now what...what's today....oh yeah! its Thursday. and I skipped school and used up 1/10 of my absence allowance thingy because I wasn't happy with the teacher for giving me 'C's when I'm overworked due to team mates not coming etc. This sucks. you're overoveroverworked and you still get a 'C'. Other groups have 5 people and mine has 3..and 1 of them doesn't do anything but sit and stare at his screen and make things worst. So 2 people slag it out the whole day and get a C. I'm going on strike.
[1st trip - Boon Lay -> Farrer Park]
ahhh...so I spent the day on strike alone. while my teammates suffered (hehehe). wandering the streets of Singapore like some nomadic tourist. now nothing's open that early in Singapore...other than that Mustapha Centre thing and 7-11. And so I went to 7-11, got myself milk (dont ask me why), and went to that Mustapha Centre thing. So I walked around there and got myself freaked out seeing all the jewellery they had in some paart of their store. They sealed my bag, which was nice, 'cos I had my laptop inside just in case I changed my mind, but then again, I couldnt open it after that. Chicken backside.
I saw some soft toys there and it kinda melted me when I picked up a toy tiger. Reminds me of the time I made a big fuss at Genting just because I wanted a tiger. Not many people know I have tons of soft toys in my room. And that I erm...hafta have a certain cat when I sleep. Now if you walked into my room and looked only at my bed you would probably think that it's a girls room. Then you see some large poster of some ugly soccer player and rabbit food lying here and clothes lying there and then you realise its not a girls room.
[2nd trip - Farrer Park -> Woodlands]
So I went to Woodlands, mainly because I haven't been there for ages and I had some erm...private investigator work to do. I did my Sherlock Holmes stuff (im not going to tell you what i did...no way!) and ended up petting some friendly cat. Most of the time these cats run away. This one was friendly. I meowed at it (dontaskmewhy...I do a lot of nonsense) and it meowed at me. So I meowed at it and it meowed at me. And I meowed at it and it meowed at me. Meow Meow Meow. And I ended up scratching its belly. Hoo-ha. Then I had a meal at Burger King...and why some people have to talk so loudly and let the whole world know what they're talking about I have no idea. Causeway Point is huge...but nothing there is really spectacular...so I EXERCISED by walking around Causeway Point.
I got injured while sleeping. I don't really know how it happened but I remember waking up in the middle of the night with my calf hurting a lot. And that's about it. I woke up in the morning, right leg injured calf, left leg broken toenail and limped around everywhere. makes you wonder how i managed to walk around and skip school today right? Why I'm THE INCREDIBLE KOK! Hah!
[3rd trip - Woodlands -> City Hall]
And so I made my way down to City Hall. There was this guy who kept clapping his hands on the MRT. I dunno. i'm scared of retarded people now after being kicked my one. I didnt really wander too much around Cuty Hall...just around Funan and this little known shopping centre called Peninsula Shopping Centre. It's old, and its tucked behind Funan and hardly anyone notices it cos its grey and old. but there's stuff for cool people in there. There's tons of stuff which I like there...a lot of soccer stuff...I went and blew some money on more figurines. But that's not important cos I have $$ (hehe). Kinda makes you feel important when you walk in there. There's tons of weird shirts and 'rare' stores like cowboy, US Army and stamp shops. And there's this shoe store who's owner looks like a mad scientist. But what's nice about that mad scientist shoe store is that the highest price for his shoes are $30. Nike included.
I then went to this TMC education centre to enquire about a course. The lady I talked to was nice...very nice...I don't know why...I've never seen or heard of her but she seemed like a friend...I'm not exactly sure why I got on so easily with her. We had tons of fun talking throughout the discussion...and a lot of things I've not told people I just told her. Usually I tell a lot of stuff only to Alan...but this Indian lady asked me questions and I kinda just took it from there. Maybe its because I hadnt spoken much until then.
[4th trip - City Hall -> Boon Lay]
So now I'm on the way back to my home ground. Guilt, sadness, happiness. Redhill, Clementi, Jurong East. Guilt for Redhill due to obvious reasons. Sadness for Clementi because I miss the area and the station is blue (!#%!%). Happiness for Jurong East because the area has always been close to me and I kinda feel a sense of security whenever I reach Jurong East and beyond. And I miss Dhoby Ghaut too. Miss being overdressed when I go there. Miss slanging everything at the Informatics centre there. Why am I talking about Dhoby Ghaut.
So I reach Boon Lay. And I go immediately to the Popular store and 'borrow' one of their scissors to snip that thing from Mustapha Centre off my bag. Hooray! I can open my bag! Ho-hum. Now I can watch a movie in peace.
hmm....I haven't watched many movies this year...not many interest me...the last one I watched was Dumb and Dumberer...and that was horrible. Finding Nemo didn't impress me. Basic was nice...but I've forgotten what it's about already. I think I'm only going to watch a movie from now on if critics give at least a 3.5 for it. Terminator 3 got a 3.5 so it passes. And I went in and watched it. And I came out very very amused. I can't believe Arnold Schwarzenegger's (so long..!#$3) body still looks so good even though he's 55. I think Terminator 3 amused me more than Dumb and Dumberer, with his sunglass problem and whatever. very very amusing and thrilling. i think the terminator would make an excellent tag team with Mr Bean.
And so I went home and typed all this out late at night and made people weary. Hah. Sorry if you found this thing a bit long. I getting old. And when you get old you tell grandfather stories.
for the last entry
fayre: heh...nice legs. agree. =)
guice: haha...I lOVE it when you comment...your comments are always the longest...and I can't make out what people with english accents are saying too! american ones are okay but british ones with sing-song voices...oh no!
kelly: yeah...that's Dawn! The first time I saw it I thought hey this person looks familiar and then it DAWNed on me that she's DAWN.
Tuesday, July 22
Now it can get VERY VERY irritating when people ask you where you're studying, you tell them and their response is "Huh?", "What?" or some blank look on their face. Ignomaruses. I feel like punching them.
General Knowledge about my school
At Redhill MRT
5 mins from Orchard Road
5 Diplomas offered
Some things students can be happy about
NO homework
NO textbooks
NO paper or pen needed
EVERYTHING is done online (other than eating/toilet)
EVERYTHING is done through the laptop (other than eating/toilet)
the timetable sucks. but who cares. Na na na na to SP. You have an ignomarus-bastardo-idioto called Weak studying there.
Now what is this lady doing in The New Paper? And my god my friends were making lewd comments about her until I told them she used to be my classmate. Bah. Who cares. I feel like making a lewd comment about the hemline of her dress too. Her face looks a little like the logo though. Now I think she looks like Celest Chong. Arrrrgh.
For the last entry
Yam: haa...I upload the picture already...there's 3 other pages though.
Monday, July 21
SP - Singapore Pig
NP - Naughty Pig
TP - Thailand Pig
NYP - Naughty Yellow Pig
RP - Red Pig (?)
Now what....oh yeah...I broke a toenail 2 days after the last post which would be Saturday...ahh...what comes after Friday...is it Sunday or Saturday...getting absent minded here. This kuku teacher in CTSS came out from the toilet. And some day I will really have to march into the office and complain to them about THAT toilet door that opens outwards. One of my SJAB people (Kelvin) got banged by Foo Wan Yueh on the head earlier in the day. And then it was my turn later on when this door whacks open and right into my naked toe. Yahoo.
I think I made a girl or two very happy on Saturday. The next time you're doing flag day, I suggest you target:
1.caucasians
2.people without a sticker
3.Japanese tourists - China ones are stingy
4.old ladies with umbrellas
5.aunties with handbags under armpits
6.mothers with kids that want a sticker
7.bamboo sticks that are limping after being banged by toilet doors (e.g. ME)
Make sure the bamboo stick is grumbling and disoriented, go up to him nicely, and he'll dump all the money he has in his hand for you. Even more if it's for the SPCA. She was giggling away and I didn't bother to slot in all the coins. I hope she didn't use it to buy ice-cream or whatever though.
Hmm...so now what....I think I'm doing well in my current school...there's a daily grade given daily (?)...so...
1st week: B-B-B-C-B
2nd week: B-B-?-C-A
3rd week: B-
I think this is considered good considering others have been getting C's and D's. Orbee good. Nanny nanny poo poo. But I hate the teacher on Thursday. The ONLY teacher to give me C's. I think I'm going to protest by not turning up for her lessons and going shopping on Thursday. What. Guys can shop too can't they? Now what do guys shop for...hmmm...I think I need to spank the hamster...its bullying the other one...sounds sadistic....yeeech.
for the last entry
Cw: thank you =) but why harry potter? that was supposed to be evil!
Xh: its not my hand!!! i'm not scribbling the stuff...anyway the stuff are just numbers
Guice: MY GOD how do you manage to leave such long comments?! *salutes*
[added 1.13pm]
Dawn's in The New Paper today. She's wearing a short dress. My friend just made some dirty comments about her. Boy oh boy.
Thursday, July 17
SP - Sure Pass (ur head ah)
NP - Never Pass
TP - Taiko Pass (taiko=lucky)
NYP - Not You Pass
RP - R(A) Pass
hmm...I just bought a copy of 8 Days...I have no idea why I bought it....maybe its just because I wanted something to read. Ahh...that's not the point. There's something in there about the Slam10 case between Andrea de Cruz and 1001 people. And it's absolutely ridiculous to be seeing stuff of this sort. She has the right to go around suing people but personally I think she should just swallow her pride and retract whatever she's trying to do.
She was the darling of everybody once but not now...but I think she should be happy and thankful for Pierre Png that she's living right now. Suing the whatever China company of the pills is perfectly fine with me, but Rayson Tan? When I first heard that I thought it was some typo or someone else named Rayson Tan. She says he was out to make a profit and whatever. Bah. That's a whole lot of rubbish. Wasn't someone trying to get a discount when she bought pills from him? And obviously it can't be his fault right? His own WIFE took the pills (or so they say) and had no problem so how would he know it would endanger her life? I'm sure if he knew they were harmful he wouldn't have sold him to her. Even suing that guy who imported them is ridiculous when he says he took them without effects.
I think she should retract the lawsuits for everybody and go and sue Jack Neo and her lawyer. Jack Neo thinks he's 20 doesn't he? Wearing bucket caps and whatever nonsense and now doing a rap. From an old lady to a rapper. What's wrong with him. I know he's doing this to make people laugh but I think he should just get rid of his current wardrobe. Ahh..and she should sue her lawyer for looking ugly. Ugly ugly ugly.
Andrea de Cruz's lawyer. There's another Indian one who's even uglier. Bah. Sue every lawyer.
hmm...what else....when I was back at school that day this Mr Lau was trying to be a hero or whatever I have no idea. Why does he choose to talk to other people in the rain when shelter is just a few steps away? Is it more fun to talk in the rain? Maybe Andrea de Cruz should sue him for talking in the rain.
Waterproof biology teacher. Can talk in the rain. Balding slightly due to effects of talking in too much rain.
Today was probably the only the second time I turned down a chance to play soccer. The other time was last year when there was a class match...I think they wanted me to play...as a sub...and I wasn't exactly pleased about that...when you have Mickey Mouse defenders like (undisclosed) playing Mickey Mouse football. I play Donald Duck football so Donald Duck doesnt play with Mickey Mouse people. Today was a slightly different scenario...I was in a suitable attire...shirt...shorts...but not shoes. I HAVE to play with shoes because I'm not a Mickey Mouse man who goes around picking up blisters. I was wearing sandals and I didn't want to risk getting broken toenails too so I let the chance go by. And don't ask me why I can wear shorts and sandals to my school. I think the only things not allowed are slippers and red underwear.
I saw a squirrel today....it's been ages since I last saw one...to see it bouncing so merrily kinda struck something in me...I think I'm going to buy a turtle tomorrow...I'll sneak it in and say I found it by the roadside so I brought it home. My mom thinks there's too many animals in the house so I have to do this. Last time a turtle crawled to my doorstep. I crawl to get one now.
I think Andrea de Cruz's going to sue me for writing such a long entry. Boohoo.
Saturday, July 12
SP - Stupid People
NP - Nasty People
TP - Terrible People
NYP - Not Young People
RP - Rude People
ahhh....I went to the library just now to find a French book but ended up borrowing a Dutch book and buying a soft toy. While walking home I was thinking about stuff. Then this Indian girl calls out and I'm taken by surprise.
Me: ...........
Me: stupid traffic light
Me: bah...there ain't any cars...just cross the road
(after crossing the road)
Me: why is that guy looking at me
Indian Girl: MR NG!!!
Mr Ng: yahi.
I was so surprised when I looked up and saw Mr Ng Han Ming beside me. I think he recognised me and was looking to see if I would look up and call him. Nobody saw that Indian girl. Bah. I never knew Mr Ng lived in my area....he was with his wife and pushing his baby...awwww. He stills seems to have gone to Yunnan Hair care or some dermatologist though. Feels good to know teachers still recognise you NOT because you're naughty.
Tuesday, July 8
I just found out that the term 'Kok' is Dutch. So Ng supposedly comes from Hong Kong, my middle name comes from Holland and Kai is well, either German or Alien. That would mean I have roots from HK-Holland-Germany-Mars. I'm an alien. Yay.
My god the laptop is heavier than textbooks! Now my shoulders are aching. School's pretty mundane...the food is terrible...now I really appreciate heck-care easy going classmates like Shengjin etc...these people are kinda closer to the punk side...and Aliens don't like punks. Argooo ung kweep zee pookees. That's alien. Or Greek. Classes are nice...you only spend like an hour and a half for classes everyday...the rest is spent slacking around, worrying whether the laptop battery is running low or doing research(bah)...you get the feeling nobody's really that hardworking 'cos most of the presentations are pretty sub-standard. How I wish I had my classmates. Aliens stick to nice people.
I honestly would jump at the chance to do a course at a private school rather than there. Having experienced life at a private school and a government school I would rather resume my computer course at the private school than this on hindsight. Somehow the people at the private school bear similar characteristics to...well...people I know....not people who go to school with a mohawk and orange hair. I know I initially said I would be delighted to leave that school but as I look at it now, they're my type of classmates. The soccer loving, mad cackling but hardworking kinda people. AND they're people from CTSS there.
but if I did that would mean I would have to go for NS...and I'm only as old as this year's Sec 4...I'm a prodigy! Bah. Aliens are intelligent things. But they're extremely poor at adapting to different surroundings. Maybe I'll go hide in my UFO. Zoo-bee-zoo-wah.
I don't know how long I'll take to adapt. But whatever other people say, these past 18 months have been truly fantastic months for me....easily the best(and sometimes worst) months of my entire life. And CTSS+Mr Nazar+4A1 will always be in my memory. I think I'm turning into a drama-queen here. -sniff-
With respect to the Iranian twins who took a chance on seperate freedom but lost their way towards it. Bless you two.
Beautiful sounds: Koh Ching Ming - Wo Bu Nan Guo (this is horrible..)
Saturday, July 5
I was observing the hamsters a few moments ago and I noticed how terrific they are in conveying their emotions. Usually all I notice about them is that they drink what would be the equivalent of 10 1.5L bottles for humans in 15 minutes. And that they insist on a healthy lifestyle by running on that squeaky wheel thingamajig and make a din for 3 hours. I pointed out yesterday that I liked their adapatability skills. Just now I saw how they could possibly put Jim Carrey to shame with their expressive faces. Or even this EmotionEric dude out of business too.
Many faces of the hamster
HAPPY
SAD
ANGRY
GET ME OUT OF YOUR POCKET
WHO'S YOUR DADDY
NAUGHTY
I'M GONNA BITE YOU FOR PHOTOGRAPHING ME
HUNGRY
AMUSED
&$%#@?!
MY OWNER STINKS
I'M NAKED
Marvelous.
Beautiful sounds: Phantom Of The Opera - Music Of The Night
Friday, July 4
Sometimes I envy the hamster. You take it out, you dump it anywhere and he doesn't care, he just gets on with it, finds a dark place to settle down and carries on with whatever its doing. School starts on Monday and I'm feeling anti-social all over again. I'm always like that when I enter a new place or discover change. In solitude. If I had just one person with me I would probably feel a hundred times more comfortable. My adaptability level is terribly poor.
To be honest that's the main reason why you find me talking about stuff gone by (like CTSS) so often. How I wish I had someone with me on Monday.
But whatever. I'll live out my madman persona for the remaining days I have before I go into a shell again. Ahh...that day I followed someone around secretly. I think that person saw me in a few places. No I'm not stalking that person...and this is not as crazy as you think 'cos I know that person's name and whatever. Just training to be a detective. It could be you. Look around your shoulder next time because I may be standing somewhere observing you. What the hell. And no I didn't have a camera. I'm not so bad as to stoop so low and take spy shots and post them on sggirls.com. What is wrong with me.
ooh yeah...I recently forayed in sggirls.com....and something that amazes me is the number of pictures of CTSS girls on there. Either girls in other secondary schools are totally crap-looking or there's some CTSS student that's very good at taking spy shots. Or maybe its plain because the best looking girls go to CTSS. And why is that pictures of girls I know keep on surfacing. Sheesh. Whatever. That site is insulting. Golly piece of monkey spit.
what else...I went bowling just now...Bryan did average (123)...I did average (90...bah)....Goad...erm..very interesting way of throwing the ball...like dropping a bomb....into the drain...ahaaha...I'll miss everybody.
Beautiful sounds: Trapt - Headstrong
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