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Back from OBS. I don't want to go into details. Too tiring. Just know this. We climbed, trekked, rowed, rafted and pitched tents. We shed sweat, and some of us a little blood. We were generous enough to give thousands of mosquitos food. We were so anxious for it to end on day 1 and day 2, but we couldn't get over the ending on day 5. I stink. Enough details for you. Oh. 1 more important detail. I missed Teachers' Day. That means I missed going back to HPPS, talking to the teachers there, and talking to my friends, ex-classmates. So what can I say to show this feeling of discontent? ......Wah? Kai posted at 6.39 p.m, 31-8-07 To see your face, to hear your voice, to be in your presence. But who can help me do this? No longer able to switch, will not be back by the time it's over. I have to miss everything that I was planning on that special day. Ack. I don't know where the hell the previous two paragraphs came from. I was just...being me I guess. I always exaggerate too much for my own good anyway. Two more days to OBS. From Monday to Friday whole of next week. Let's weigh the pros and cons, and on a scale of 1 to 10, how good/bad they are for me, 1 being the least extreme, 10 the most extreme. Pros: No school for the whole week 7/10 No CCA for the next week 5/10 Immeadiately after this week is the holiday week 8/10 No tuition 6/10 Total 26/40 Average 6.5/10 Cons: Missing Teacher's Day 6/10 Missing going back to HPPS on Teacher's Day 9/10 Not catching up with old friends 10/10 Sleeping on the ground (something I'm actually accustomed to) 7/10 Having to eat CAMP FOOD 8/10 Knowing only 2 people in my camp group 7/10 Packing my bag 7/10 Having my mother fuss over anything I pack or have not packed 6/10 Total 60/80 Average 7.5/10 Hence, from the above chart(...?) you can obviously see that the cons not only outnumber the pros, they have a larger negative impact on me than the pros too. Hence I prefer not to go to the camp at all. But that just aint possible anymore, is it? I hate the education system. I have enough camps thank you very much. I don't need one that, according to a bald female instructor, "helps me to discover my full potential". No thank you, I hate discovery. It only makes things more complex, always. Kai posted at 10.54 p.m, 25-8-07 I made a club. With a whole bunch of newspaper. And of course, my class, being my class, ruined it. With more newspaper. And P.V.A glue. I hope it hardens by tomorrow. And I just realised I didn't keep it properly. Cleaners might take it. Horrible common tests. Well not all are horrible. Only physics and English and Humanities. I failed the first, got too low for the second and barely passed the third. I won't bother with Chinese, it's well known that I suck and I don't think I could possibly care less. I could, actually, but...yea. I love the new in-class game I invented. It's baseball, with no strikes. We just keep trying until we hit the ball and manage a home run (front of the class to the back and back again, before the opponent can throw the ball to the other side and have it thrown back to the previous side). I scored the most home runs. I feel so proud. Tomorrow I'm sunning the lashings I wet last Friday. I think I shall bring my guitar to school, so I can pass the time while waiting for the pieces of rope to slowly dry, under the sun. If there is one tomorrow, anyway. Take my five loaves and two fishes... A feast for the believers, who were there listening to the man of wisdom ...do with it as you wish... 'I want mine steamed!' 'I want mine fried!' 'I want mine English Fish-&-Chip style!' 'Breaded please!' 'Hey? What about my grilled dory?!' 'Erm......I know! I want a Fish-Fillet, upsize please, with Coke for a drink. Erm......Curry sauce please!' Somebody was really busy feeding all these people. Kai posted at 8.53 p.m, 22-8-07 Walking around with your head to ground...... This is how I walk usually, most of the time, yes. What about it? ......and your eyes, a watery red I tear when I yawn, and I yawn a lot. But my eyes don't really turn red when I yawn. Even if they did, I can't really notice it now, can I? Yea, I can't. So what was the point of putting this sentence (it's one sentence split into two) in here anyway, if I was just going to......seemingly mock it? Beats me. You think, you answer. You're the one who is being asked the questions anyway. On a side note: A lot of people are hypocrites. Especially when it comes to 'idiot tests'. You know, those kind that are like: Question: Red house, blue house, yellow house,green house, black house. Where is the White house? Answer: Washington DC. Yea, that kind of 'idiot's test'. These people ask you stupid questions and laugh at you when you get them wrong, then when you ask them other similar questions they go "Omigod you are, like, so lame la! What kind of stupid question is that lor?" Ask yourself what kind of stupid question that is, you little damned piece of shit. On a side-side note: Sometimes I kind of wish I didn't pledge this blog on anonymity. That would make things so much more a)fun b)cruel c)sadistic d)satisfying. Kai posted at 10.40 p.m, 19-8-07 Watching the days pass like a cigarette drag... For once something I've quoted does not describe what I think it should. Erm... nothing insightful to add this post. I might as well spam my own blog. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Am I done? No idea. Hooray for spamming. It helps to pass some time. Kai posted at 6.44 p.m, 15-8-07 I've been meaning to ask. But I don't dare. Always been meaning to ask, but always too afraid to do so. Perhaps I'll find my own answer another day. When you're not looking, I'll slip in and wonder, wonder who, what, where, when, why, how. Then maybe I'll get an answer out of it all and I'll be amazed. Just maybe. Nobody really knows, huh? Been meaning to ask, but I don't dare. Kai posted at 9.30 p.m, 13/8/07 Song:Gifts and Curses Artist:Yellowcard Album:Spiderman 2 OST Click here to watch the video, if you just so happen to not be able to see it here. And here it is: Great song, no? Accompanied by an amazing music video, made not by big shot companies or Hollywood and shit, but by a talented person who is most probably asleep in his bedroom right now (it's 5am in where I think this person resides). Thumbs up all the way. Kai posted at 5.17 p.m, 10-8-07 Best. Patrol. Outing. Ever! Who knew how screwed up they could get? We finally learnt yesterday. Had to waste away 5 hours of unwanted time. 1 game of bowling, 1 hour gone. Walking up to a huge amount of water and, shouting or whispering, depending on the crowd, our "wishes" while throwing rocks into the river. About 45 mins? Or more? Ah well, more time gone. Playing with the display showing Singaporeans wishes outside the "Big Durian", another 15 to 30 mins gone. Going to the library looking for music scores and guitar tabs among other things (don't worry we didn't make noise), yet another period of time gone. I lost track. Too busy finding books under the "Y" section. Bloody library didn't have what I was looking for. Having a drink at the nearby kopitiam while one of us has a dessert or something. Whatever category a bowl of corn in some kind of liquid falls into, he had it. And again, more time spent. Returning to the shopping centre and walking around into random shops, playing with little kiddy toys and sitting down on a nice couch waiting again. Even more time gone. Finally entering the cinema to watch the hilarious action-comedy Rush Hour 3. 6 words. So damned totally worth the wasted time. Again! And! Happy Birthday Singapore! A well-deserved celebration next to the 'preserver of life', A.K.A a large mass of water. After 42 years, we're here, and we're gonna rock the world, as if we haven't already done that. We should. Again. Kai posted at 3.34 p.m, 9-8-07 Sick and tired. Of what? I'm sure this sounds familiar. Too bad it isn't going to be. Wait and see. ;) Kai posted at 2.02 a.m, 5-8-07 And just when I thought my shoes were gonna become slippers, I found out I was wearing the wrong pair. In fact, the one I was wearing was from 3 long years ago. Secondary 1 shoes. The ones that never fit anyway. Trying to improve writing skills by including in composition similies, metaphors, anything that seems creative. Am failing badly. Usually analogies used are crap, and metaphors and all that other literary devices and whatnot don't seem very well thought out. Oh well. Today was the first day I entered Ludibrium Party Quest. We 'Blitzed' through the first few stages, and even stage 8 was a breeze (for those of you who do know what I am talking about, stage 8 combination was 12457). But Alishar(spelling??) was screwed up. Our Cleric died halfway through the battle. We were facing about a total of 20 monsters at once, Chronos, Platoon Chronos ,Master Chronos as well as Alishar. Most were in darkness and sealed status(few knew how to eat antidotes and stuff). I couldn't hit any shit there without a sniper pill buff which was so rudely debuffed by Alishar every minute or so. But we finally prevailed. Yay. 10 elixirs for a reward. |