Wednesday, 23 March, 2005
[Can't you see that you're smothering me? Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control. Coz everything that you thought I would be......has fallen apart......right in front of you.....] Numb - Linkin Park - Meteora
Ah Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha. Finally. After all these years. I present to you.......Today's entry!
A lot of events going on lately...... Some of which I dread....a lot.
Ok there was a change in the class seating arrangement..... No more groups of four. No more Aaron, Nat and Xiwen. No more random subjects of discussion. No more joking. No more laughing at Aaron's antics. Now I sit with Yi Ting and Kai Lian (sp?). Well, at least I can interact with the people around me....and now I can concentrate more during Maths lesson. Aaron and Xiwen still sit together but poor Nat has been isolated to an island with 2 girls :-).
Woooooo man I'm gonna study Maths hard this term coz it's the subject I'm....stupidest at. I get all the borderline passes....sick of 50s and 60s. I WANNA SEE THE 70s - 80s MAN. I still can't see the day I get A1 for A Maths and E Maths. (If I do get A1 for both Maths, I will marry my calculator.) Ok enough about my results. They stink. Like Je.......Jeramoxicillin.
Oh yeah, I forgot. HAPPY BIRTHDAY NATHANIEL JOHN. YOU ARE OFFICIALLY 15 years + 1 day OLD TODAY AND NOW YOU MUST DO PULL-UP FOR THE PHYSICAL FITNESS TEST MUAHAHAHAHAH GOOD LUCK I HOPE YOU GET AN 'A' FOR THAT coz I can't do a single pull-up. (Must be all that Milo in my body pulling me down.)
Due to the explicit content depicted, the Taximan Story 2 has been cut from this blog. I would like to apologize for any inconvenience caused by this late, late decision. (Sorry, she doesn't want people to know what exactly happened :)
(Continued from the entry on 16 February)
I picked myself up and followed to search for my temporarily misplaced bag. After looking around for a few minutes, I eyed a huge bag lying on a grass patch and identified it as mine. Returning to where the Thing was last seen, I found myself in a dilemma. "Should I go in, or wait for it to come out?" Still, my burning desire to further continue the pursuit for the most gorgeous thing I have ever laid my eyes on urged me to gain entrance to the most dangerous place known to mankind. The girl's toilet. This is it. My decision is final. I'm going in.
I slowly opened the door and put one foot onto the floor. So far, so good. I put both feet in and closed the door behind me. No sign of anybody. I looked to the left. OH GOODNESS ME. THE 2ND MOST MAJESTIC THING IN THE WORLD WAS STARING RIGHT AT ME. Oh wait, that's a mirror. I looked to the right. Some cubicles, with their doors ajar. One of the cubicles was occupied. I guess that must be It in there. Stealthily, I made my way to a cubicle adjacent to the occupied one. My nose picked up a smell. Hmmmmm, smells like fish in here. I looked down, and saw a long, thick, white object made up of some type of absorbent material. I picked it up and studied it. "What's this?" There on the back of the object, was the word "Kotex". "What the hell is this......thing?" Was it a weapon? A packet of plastic explosives perhaps? I don't know and I didn't want to find out. I held it close to my nose and took a whiff. All of a sudden, blood started to ooze outta my nose. I threw the object out through the window. I regretted the whole experience. Before I could wipe the blood flowing outta my nose, I heard the sound of a flush, followed by some zipping sound. "Uh oh". I threw myself into a cubicle and carefully shut the door. I heard the lock opening beside me. I stayed frozen still has long as I could. Subsequently, I overheard a voice saying "I could have sworn somebody was here just now". My heart was racing. It has never seen this much action since the taxi incident. (Heeheehee) Suddenly, the door in my cubicle started to shake. "IT'S knocking on the damned door", I shouted in my mind.
In a melodious voice, It called out,"Is anybody in there?". Two words popped out inside my head. Holy Shit.
(To be continued.....when I feel like it)
>Idiom of the day: Like Kendrick's mouth. Definition: A source of trouble, calamity and destruction. E.g: After P.E, Jeremy is like Kendrick's mouth. ( OK GUYS SORRY IF I OFFEND Y'ALL I'M JUST PLAYING ALRIGHT :-)
Ah Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha. Finally. After all these years. I present to you.......Today's entry!
A lot of events going on lately...... Some of which I dread....a lot.
Ok there was a change in the class seating arrangement..... No more groups of four. No more Aaron, Nat and Xiwen. No more random subjects of discussion. No more joking. No more laughing at Aaron's antics. Now I sit with Yi Ting and Kai Lian (sp?). Well, at least I can interact with the people around me....and now I can concentrate more during Maths lesson. Aaron and Xiwen still sit together but poor Nat has been isolated to an island with 2 girls :-).
Woooooo man I'm gonna study Maths hard this term coz it's the subject I'm....stupidest at. I get all the borderline passes....sick of 50s and 60s. I WANNA SEE THE 70s - 80s MAN. I still can't see the day I get A1 for A Maths and E Maths. (If I do get A1 for both Maths, I will marry my calculator.) Ok enough about my results. They stink. Like Je.......Jeramoxicillin.
Oh yeah, I forgot. HAPPY BIRTHDAY NATHANIEL JOHN. YOU ARE OFFICIALLY 15 years + 1 day OLD TODAY AND NOW YOU MUST DO PULL-UP FOR THE PHYSICAL FITNESS TEST MUAHAHAHAHAH GOOD LUCK I HOPE YOU GET AN 'A' FOR THAT coz I can't do a single pull-up. (Must be all that Milo in my body pulling me down.)
Due to the explicit content depicted, the Taximan Story 2 has been cut from this blog. I would like to apologize for any inconvenience caused by this late, late decision. (Sorry, she doesn't want people to know what exactly happened :)
(Continued from the entry on 16 February)
I picked myself up and followed to search for my temporarily misplaced bag. After looking around for a few minutes, I eyed a huge bag lying on a grass patch and identified it as mine. Returning to where the Thing was last seen, I found myself in a dilemma. "Should I go in, or wait for it to come out?" Still, my burning desire to further continue the pursuit for the most gorgeous thing I have ever laid my eyes on urged me to gain entrance to the most dangerous place known to mankind. The girl's toilet. This is it. My decision is final. I'm going in.
I slowly opened the door and put one foot onto the floor. So far, so good. I put both feet in and closed the door behind me. No sign of anybody. I looked to the left. OH GOODNESS ME. THE 2ND MOST MAJESTIC THING IN THE WORLD WAS STARING RIGHT AT ME. Oh wait, that's a mirror. I looked to the right. Some cubicles, with their doors ajar. One of the cubicles was occupied. I guess that must be It in there. Stealthily, I made my way to a cubicle adjacent to the occupied one. My nose picked up a smell. Hmmmmm, smells like fish in here. I looked down, and saw a long, thick, white object made up of some type of absorbent material. I picked it up and studied it. "What's this?" There on the back of the object, was the word "Kotex". "What the hell is this......thing?" Was it a weapon? A packet of plastic explosives perhaps? I don't know and I didn't want to find out. I held it close to my nose and took a whiff. All of a sudden, blood started to ooze outta my nose. I threw the object out through the window. I regretted the whole experience. Before I could wipe the blood flowing outta my nose, I heard the sound of a flush, followed by some zipping sound. "Uh oh". I threw myself into a cubicle and carefully shut the door. I heard the lock opening beside me. I stayed frozen still has long as I could. Subsequently, I overheard a voice saying "I could have sworn somebody was here just now". My heart was racing. It has never seen this much action since the taxi incident. (Heeheehee) Suddenly, the door in my cubicle started to shake. "IT'S knocking on the damned door", I shouted in my mind.
In a melodious voice, It called out,"Is anybody in there?". Two words popped out inside my head. Holy Shit.
(To be continued.....when I feel like it)
>Idiom of the day: Like Kendrick's mouth. Definition: A source of trouble, calamity and destruction. E.g: After P.E, Jeremy is like Kendrick's mouth. ( OK GUYS SORRY IF I OFFEND Y'ALL I'M JUST PLAYING ALRIGHT :-)
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