Happy Haloween!!!

today was an extremely tiring day, not helped by the fact that i'm going to the airport in a couple hours time. anyway, played tennis for 3 hours, the last hour of which was utter crap, and in between the tennis was a bb meeting where i realised how sneaky mr. ng can be.

went home, and honestly had no idea what to do. feeling sian, i decided to re-invent my traditional darth maul costume. i got an england bandanna, cut 2 holes in it, and used face paint to paint it black-that was my mask. then i found a bowler hat and stuffed the mask part of the darth maul costume into my shirt. after wearing the mask and the hat, i got my costume! how cool. used zh's bday present as a weapon to scare ppl (i don't think it worked though). later, i cycled to tuition knowing that the tutor has a hell lot of sweets at her desk. along the way, i got alot of stares, including one from imran, and a random chinese high guy who said,"whoa na shi zorro eh!" to his friend. after ransacking the place, i made my way to beng's house where i koped an energy bar, which i guess i should be grateful for as beng looked like he was about to chase me out until his mom came to rescue me. after these 2 stops, i went to my cousins place to wait for them to change as i was to go trick-or-treating with them at night.

my cousin shaun was an ipod ad person (u noe, the black shadow holding the ipod?), lala was a witch, my sis a clown, my other sis a witch, and we were joined by their 2 german-swiss neighbours. omg, one was 10 and the other 8, but the 10 yr old was nearly my height and her sister was nearly my 14 yr old sister's height. what do they eat in switzerland and germany???????? learnt some vulgar swiss-german words (like e heiste, or something like that, means i hate you. thats vulgar ok!) to say when friendly greetings didn't succeed in getting candy. after walking for like 1.5hrs, we went back to my cousins house. upon reflection the best candy-givers were from leon tan's family. so yea, i guess i'll have to thank him one day.

look! its 12 already, i'm going to wake up at 4.50 to change and go to the airport. *i know that's pointless information, but so is this whole blog anyway*. goodnite!

stupid joke of the day:
on what day are pokemon born?

MONday! *ha, hahaha, haha...*

emo post part 2

ok, so this is emo post part 2.

i'd like to thank these ppl today:

Sean- elf friend of the gnome. he sat next to me in p6 and together with ben siow, we made life hell for li-jie (aka poh chu). this yr we have continued with our silliness, although to not as large an extent as p6 as we sit pretty far away from each other.

Ken Tay- in sec 1 he was known as the p6 kid, 4 yrs on and now he's the mat. well, his tennis is pro, he's freakin smart, and he pretends to slack when he's actually a mugger. hats off to ken tay, the sneakiest mat u will ever meet.

Darren- evil, he is. currently i have a bad back ache and i blame it on the bloody 90kg of flesh which frequently lies on top of me in classroom melees. nice guy though, his daylight robberies of my pencil case will never be forgotten.

Roobs- been with me since sec 2. best goalie in the school...fun to bully him with other random buff guys like dale, ken tay and melvin.

there are quite a number of other ppl whom i have had the fortune of getting to know in the realm of 4.16 enoch, but i'll leave that for emo post part 3. well, this post was not really emo, right? so there may be no emo post part 3 at all! it could be titled as emu post part 1 or something like that, or i may give up and not do anything at all. hmmm.

emo post part 1

and so the tale of habakkuk and enoch will soon end. the past 2 years have been crazy; from pillow-bashing to 'mason' the pet rock to lizard catching...the list goes on. right now we will probably tell ourselves that the class will remain united as enoch of 2005, and the spirit will live on for some time, but eventually, it will die out, we will make new friends, and enoch will be nothing but fond memories.

in primary 6, i felt so upset that i was leaving js and 6.9, for it had been the most wacky class i had been in. now, i don't even say 'hi' to ppl like joseph goh, joel boey, and chris sim when i see them in school. i'm not saying this will happen in 2 years when we're all in ib year 2, but its still a possibility. this may be a cynical point of view, but i don't think we'll be close forever, like we hope it will be. eg. the class forum has died yet again, despite our efforts to keep it revived. oh well, maybe i'm just sentimental and emo but i really hope that this class sticks together, maybe through movies, cos it would be a shame if our endevours to bond over the past 2 years come to naught and we end up ignoring each other in future.

one guy whom i hope i keep in touch (not that way!) with is ivan. in sec 3 when i found out i was in his class i was like,' shit, the gay godspell fag is in my class'. well, 2 years and many close encounters later, and my opinion of him has changed somewhat to,'dang, that gay friend of mine will probably not be in my class next year'. oh well, he's been a good friend over the past 2 years, someone who has been real close to me. crud, that sounds wrong, but anyway, we have gotten along pretty well, except for that little incident in november last year.

another guy whom i would loathe to be separated from is zheng hao. that jackass has sat next to me for 2 years, copied from me, stolen my notes, vandalised my books, but i'll miss that. i'll also miss his accelerated guitar-teaching methods... taught me chords in 5mins. i've never had a fight with him, except minor wars here and there over stolen pencils, crap drawings, and stuff like that. next year, he said that we'll sit next to each other again if we're in the same class. jeez, another 2 more years of putting up with his crap...i don't mind actually!

well, there are more ppl i would like to mention like mat tay, darren, and friends, but i'm tired, so stay tuned for emo post part 2!

Ole!

the past week has been spent playing tennis, doing blt's trailer music, and watching movies and other random stuff at mat tay's house. basically, on thursday afternoon, blt, mat, and i were the only ones online and we were sitting next to each other at mat's house. incredible. blt spent the afternoon teaching us how to operate a video camera, which was enlightening, and it captured our imagination for about 5mins. (geddit?captured? ah, oh well...) watched random spooky shows and spooky games after that, all in the name of procrastination, cos it didnt seem very appealing to do the music.

anyway, today was tiring. went running and found that i slowed down by about 1.5minutes (shit), before playing soccer at the uwc with imran and kani. omg, those 17yr olds were TALL!!!!!!!! so naturally i ended up playing keeper, cos the shortest=the lousiest. screw the random cricket player who couldnt kick a freakin' ball but didnt want to play in goal. FINALLY i was allowed to play outfield, and being the only local on the team (kani and imran were on the other side), i thought i was screwed. fortunately, the ppl there werent racist and passed to me, and thankfully i didnt screw up like i did while playing keeper.

somewhere along the way, the highlight of my day came. random 17yr old french dude corners me, and the idiot that i am decided to try and back heel my way past him. well, it worked and i got away, much to the amazement of the big ang moh fellas. here's what i think was going thru their brain:

random big ang moh guy: that midget singaporean is stuck, he's gone.
*one flick and a clean escape later*
random big ang moh guy: wtf.

well, i had a couple of nice touches and passes, before scoring a goal, so i thought i was doing well. then the cricket guy decided he couldn't stand playing keeper anymore and i was back in goal. dangit. the game also showed that there are other ppl like peter crouch in this world. there was this huge guy named vishnu who owned all. seriously, his name is super apt, he's like a freakin' soccer master...the ball STICKS to his feet, and he's like 2m tall, dwarfing the other ppl. oh well, monday its soccer on home turf again, hope i learnt some stuff today which will come in handy then...

random joke of the day:
why shouldn't u mess with ppl with a fever?
cos they're hot-headed. arghs!!!!

WHATS A BOMBER JACKET??

ohmison, i'm blogging! this could only mean that i have finished my exams, which is true, to a large extent. erm, if its totally true, that would mean there are no opposing factors, hence its is only logical that the probability of the last statement being true is 0 as the statement that i have finished my exams is true, hence is 1. darn this random fusion of core math and history.

anyway, today was rather interesting...during assembly we were told that it will be compulsory for all ib/ip yr5 students to buy a 'bomber' jacket. initially i thought that my ears had failed me....i thought mrs cho said formal, but oh well, its a bomber jacket. now, could anyone tell me what is a bomber jacket? i have no idea. the next part.....it will ONLY cost $65.....CURSES!!!! why do we have to spend that much money on something we're probably not going to wear often anyway? oh well, thats what happens when u get 2 vice-principals who wear 15-inch heels and spend 2hours putting on make-up. i suppose it must be fun shopping around finding the best brand from which to buy from, so u can't blame them for being so enthusiatic about the whole thing really.

went to watch 4 brothers, and it was the most vulgar show i've seen. oh well, i've never seen any othe NC-16 show, cos i'm not yet 16, but oh well, i look 16. ya, I DO!!!!! ok i don't. but thats besides the point. the point is that the show had a nice plot, nice characters, but was a big long for me. i dunno, but i thought it seemed draggy at times. tomorrow going to play tennis, muahaha, in school....can't wait to meet the ad math ppl... :)