the asdewrtavfawsfcra post
this is the asdewrtdasfvvdad post.
apt title, cos it sums up week 9 of school real nicely.
1. Got kicked while playing soccer on monday, ruling me out from playing on tuesday. cold turkey treatment sucks...big time.
2. Founder's Day was crazy. centrestage,class party, and then shopping from 8-9.30 at taka for ur sunday school teacher's wedding takes a lot out of you.
3. Friday. JAE results day=more tears shed than ever seen before at the acsi campus. felt sorry for those who underwent severe stress cos i know how it feels like...(memories of psle results come flooding back)... anyway, one funny bit was when chris got 2 decks confiscated, but made one disappear, hence ms luah only managed to confiscate 1 deck. i commented that it was practical magic and next time someone wanted to confiscate my phone, i would use that trick. guess what. got caught usnig handphone in the audi and it got confiscated. fortunately, pleading and begging works as well, lol.
4. Alex's wedding. jokingly told him i'd play the triangle...and he seriously thought i would! kwee san handed my an ang bao saying that it was alex's way of saying thank you for playing... but i wasn't. dang. jack. oopster. so when alex on stage thanking ppl, he got to the musicians and asked aloud,"where is our triangle man? ethan where are you???''
the shock. the maluness. oh well. at the reception later, alex decreed that i must atone for my sin by playing the triangle at all the other sunday school teacher's weddings when they get married. nooooooo!!! lol. i'd much rather play the circle. haha.
if this post seems disjointed.
it
is.
crazy as it seems, i'm actually feeling rather stressed that term is ending.
school seems so much more tiring this year.
i long for 2005, where life was simpler. where there was less pain. less responsibility. less...
oh damn. i'm becoming emo.
warning gentlemen, this is a nuclear device...
when emoness hits you, it contaminates and spreads throughout you, then u listen to simple plan and contemplate complex things such as suicide and running away. ironic isn't it? simple plan + emo= complexity.
damn them. much better.
in order to prevent the spread of emo-ness. hide in a great glass elevator, prefably somewhere in the sky, and observe the world through the glass. then press a button and head for your space station where you zone out into space.
i wonder if anyone got that?
apt title, cos it sums up week 9 of school real nicely.
1. Got kicked while playing soccer on monday, ruling me out from playing on tuesday. cold turkey treatment sucks...big time.
2. Founder's Day was crazy. centrestage,class party, and then shopping from 8-9.30 at taka for ur sunday school teacher's wedding takes a lot out of you.
3. Friday. JAE results day=more tears shed than ever seen before at the acsi campus. felt sorry for those who underwent severe stress cos i know how it feels like...(memories of psle results come flooding back)... anyway, one funny bit was when chris got 2 decks confiscated, but made one disappear, hence ms luah only managed to confiscate 1 deck. i commented that it was practical magic and next time someone wanted to confiscate my phone, i would use that trick. guess what. got caught usnig handphone in the audi and it got confiscated. fortunately, pleading and begging works as well, lol.
4. Alex's wedding. jokingly told him i'd play the triangle...and he seriously thought i would! kwee san handed my an ang bao saying that it was alex's way of saying thank you for playing... but i wasn't. dang. jack. oopster. so when alex on stage thanking ppl, he got to the musicians and asked aloud,"where is our triangle man? ethan where are you???''
the shock. the maluness. oh well. at the reception later, alex decreed that i must atone for my sin by playing the triangle at all the other sunday school teacher's weddings when they get married. nooooooo!!! lol. i'd much rather play the circle. haha.
if this post seems disjointed.
it
is.
crazy as it seems, i'm actually feeling rather stressed that term is ending.
school seems so much more tiring this year.
i long for 2005, where life was simpler. where there was less pain. less responsibility. less...
oh damn. i'm becoming emo.
warning gentlemen, this is a nuclear device...
when emoness hits you, it contaminates and spreads throughout you, then u listen to simple plan and contemplate complex things such as suicide and running away. ironic isn't it? simple plan + emo= complexity.
damn them. much better.
in order to prevent the spread of emo-ness. hide in a great glass elevator, prefably somewhere in the sky, and observe the world through the glass. then press a button and head for your space station where you zone out into space.
i wonder if anyone got that?
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