Thursday, October 13, 2011

Russian Unicorn

It’s…going to be a long week.
Bryan: HEY I got 21 for bio prac man!
J.Lau: Yea…I got 22.
I should have known better than trying to continue blogging but, ah well.
I guess, being in a class of whack jobs makes one a whack job.
What if the whack job influence comes from other aspects, huh?
Shi Ni: I WANT THE STICKY THING! *jerks hand up and down*
Me: WTF?
Jit: WTF?
I guess…that is quite an appropriate response in response to such stupidity.
That, on the other hand, is a stupid response no matter the situation.
Well, what did YOU expect?
The was raining so hard there was sea spray on the stairways. The sixth-floor stairways.
Mr. Soh: I’m so wet you guys need to join in the fun. Come to the Life Sciences lab.
Lashing rain+air-con=very good idea. :D
During Biology we have established that Morgan Freeman is God. Existing since 160,000 years ago.
And someone needs to sort out his tastes of music. That goes along with serious documentaries.
Ms. Soh: And now…the worst for the last…20/22
We actually made more headway on chem.
I can’t remember what else we did, but it was probably something awesome. And the rain stopped, so that was probably good.
Math. I need to get away from Jeremias. GET SMARTER DAO HAN *hinthint*
GG deck of cards with a quarter chance of drawing an ace. Must be my kind of deck. :D
Mr. Loo stares at people evilly sometimes. :O
And the one who has been doing all our work while we drink coffee is leaving NUUUU
But, we have cookies. :D

Sparks Fly

Oh dear.
Speech-making was so much harder that I thought it would be.
Trembling in the cold, fortunately I didn’t drop off.
BUT—Doing with 08. :D
And then—one of them did abortion. Without considering anything important from hell and back before deciding that that would be a good advocacy topic, I think.
Cue the missiles.
Bloody hell.
Dr. Wong seemed to be in a bad mood…?
Thank fully we weren’t too late for music.
And then the group teaching Chinese Opera apparently did better than the troupe we were forced to go to!
As for what hat might be saying, I’ll toss it up to debate.
Music test. Blah. Two marks for effort? :D?
I like the feeling.
Of having to go for useless trips after examinations.
Ms. Yeo: You are not allowed to leave from the last spot on the trip.
Then…what about the FIRST stop?
Ah yes.
Ian’s animation T.T
Coming clean T.T
Insult I felt after taking the PSAT T.T
The class’s neatness O.o mind-effed.

Monday, October 10, 2011

Ain't No Mountain Higher

Yay for the beginning of hell week, 2nd edition?
it really isn’t so much of the homework (no, not more than usual…just the same as we always have had...T.T)
But, you know, since they’re just a couple or so weeks to the examinations…One can surely hope for better things.
In the weeks to come, anyway… *sighs*
Yea, still a bit far away right. But heck it.
Independent Study sounds a really good idea. Oh well.
Bio: quiz.
Never a good news.
But, you know, GENETICS argh.
*should be easy manzzz*
We came up with the theory that if me or Tiong looks at DH’s face for extended periods of time, our IQ level will start dropping
Galen: *blocks out DH’s face with hand*
DH: N1 stop being hater man!
Here I must interrupt with news from Friday.
DH: Noob man Tiong do such shitty puncturing.
Me: Usually the CEO doesn’t do this shit. That’s why we got cleaners who are more pro at it! :D *points significantly*
DH:…shuddap man!
*blocks out DH’s face from the past*
Yep. Helps.
All these sisters and brothers and random incestuous relations are so complicated rawr.
Aaanyway. The quiz. At long last.
DH: DOOD where’s Tiong?
Jit: DOOD where’s Yu Han?!
DH: *sees me and tiong waving from opposite ends of the room* WTF they are at opposite ends of the…world! It’s like the…North and South Pole and this is…
Me: Africa…
DH: Come on! It’s Christmas! Come back here!
Galen: *blocks out DH’s face*
Good response. LMAO.
But seriously? Dragons?
And then ARGH CHEM.
Which was so simple.
With a really scammer bonus question. :O
Oh well. Better than a couple million Celsius. XD.
Chinese. He manages to waste an hour better than anyone ever could.
And lack of assembly invariably gives rise to…
DH: HEY WTH whenever we get into this circle, we invariably get started on the topic of…something embarrassing to me?
Galen: Look, it’s like this…Cyrus will say something screwed up, you will say something obviously homophobic, Claire will screw your mind further…Yu Han and Jit will laugh at your retardedness, and someone will walk in saying something else retarded. Like Teck Chye will say HI DH, which is already retarded…
Hey, it was his fault. I mean, he was saying something about…JERKING OFF IN BATHROOMS?
DH: *at Galen* you better not let me catch you doing that one day ah?
Tiong: Ah, look who’s talking?
DH: More like this dude man!
Jit: No man, never in my life
Yea, good joke.
Galen: *blocks out DH’s face*
DH: Liddat la A-hole!
Galen: *is shocked* you the a-hole!
Tsktsk. Kids.
An interesting fact as arisen.
I take it in my very evil stride. XD

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Every Teardrop Like A Waterfall

Life sucks. Truly.
And then those random moments that brighten your day are snuffed out…like a light.
And people wonder why I don’t like happy endings.
It’s never a good sign when you have a test first thing in the morning.
At least it was a little less challenging than the last one.
(and you know what they always say when you think something in question is easier than expected…)
Oh well. Prepare for the worst and hope for the best.
But everything was easier. Really. *whines*
Floorball…under the blazing sun.
And three rather imbalanced teams. Guess what happened when my team had two pro players.
Doing commentaries under REALLY HOT weather JUST after playing two games in a row=not fun.
Tiong trying to diss PS all the while lor N1
And Jit…I dunno. TACKLING PS?
Poor PS.
*can I like, abort here? Now?*
YES I CAN THIS IS MY blog dammit.
*stomps off petulantly*
(oh no, it’s OK, please don’t cry I hate it when you cry…)

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Viva La Vida

Usually what I hear at the start of the day.
During mentoring there was mugging.
Tiong bitching.
I is disappoint.
Yea. The occasional attack that prevents one from ever being off the virtual hook.
But some of the music is soo naise. :D
Not that the…um…short revision made anything better.
Ms. Wong remembered children’s day YAY.
Sorry. The childishness of it got too my mind.
*Here we go again*
After being depressed by screwing up the in-class we were treated to sweet…sticky…tending to drop off easily…lollipops.
Keep it down down there, will you, I’m trying to talk here.
Whatever, man. Ms Li let us off early as a “children’s day gift”
That didn’t come out the way it did, but HELL YEAH.
Now if only she had let it be an Assignment as a gift.
Hey, give Mr. Loo a little credit pl0x.
Mr. Loo: Eh Jeremias…did you study for the Math test?
Jeremias: Not…one…bit?
Mr. Loo: Wow. (beat) You did pretty well, then.
Always the tone of APPROPRIATE surprise.
This split personality thing is beginning to bug me out. Hang on for a moment while I administer proper punishment.
*cue random beating and cries of pain*
That sounded fairly S&M fun, but all will be fine from here on, I’m sure.
In any case, Math was so. Freaking. Hilarious.
Mr. Loo: Jeremias are you paying attention? Where are your notes???
Jeremias: Ohoherm…did you put them on e-space?
Mr. Loo: *Dramatic facepalm* of course I did, Jeremias, I had to waste 5 minutes of my life to log on and check that it was even there. So where are your notes?
Jeremias: …still on e-space.
Mr. Loo: …*chucks red marker at him*
Jeremias: Ow.
Mr. Loo: Pick it up
*Jeremias bends over to pick up marker, and when he turns to return the marker Mr. Loo promptly…throws another marker*
Mr. Loo: Pick that one up, too.
Jeremias: *with LOLwut expression* *tries to return markers*
Mr. Loo: today my left hand tired, pass it to my right hand, man.
Just an average day in the life of two frenemies.
Jeremias: so…erm…a hundred divided by 60 gives fifty cents…
Mr. Loo: A hundred divided by…Everyone, I present to you…the pride of GEP
Oh yes he is.
Like a bossLen.
And then you realize that there were…too many spoilt votes. WTH man.
An hour to buy balls.
What a good waste of time.
At least we got something achieved today. XD.
Straightened things out a little as well.
A good conclusion, so to speak.
A good day.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Champagne Showers

My research has shown that…this venture may take much more out of me than I had hoped.
And I might just be dabbling in something that is pretty much out of my depth.
I mean, just how many teenagers…
I like the challenge.
English. :D
Essay Test. D:
Easy questions. :D
TOO MANY easy questions D:
Talk about mood whiplash.
And then Young Joo’s essays.
Ms. Koo: Mr. Chin likes his essay because…although the level of English is not that high, his ideas are always amusing enough…
Quiet moment.
Everyone thinks Claire is emo.
Oh well.
Thankfully two people have not completed the test. Which might or not increase the papers’ likelihood of entering a shredder for the better of all of us.
Lucky Raphael.
We learnt how to shade an OMS for an hour today. YAY.
And that after a couple couple years of using mechanical pencils they are afraid we will poke holes in the paper.
This feels short.
That’s probably because it is.
And then, after tomorrow, week 5.
May we all survive it. D:

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

For The First Time

New beginnings?
I dunno, it’s pretty much a new experience for me as well.
In a good way, I should say. :D
Jit: Simin ah. You two pairs take up the whole class le.
Simin: :O ??
Jit: DH and Shi Ni in front, you and Gab at the back, everyone else gotta scoot.
Mm…inconveniencing, I guess.
I have a good feeling about Bio. And that empty desk, thank god.
Shit yet another unproductive long break. It’s a tradition, I suppose.
I’m sorry, did that come out the way it did?
Nah, just kidding. OFF—WITH—THEIR—HEADS!
And that ridiculously named Red Queen’s hypothesis. Bah to that and everything after.
Chinese. Guess what.
We actually discussed something. I think.
Galen: You know when WJ knows someone hasn’t handed up something for Chinese, he can point at Jit and 90% of the time he will be right.
Me: Maybe 99% of the time *sniggers*
But that still doesn’t excuse us from the retarded-ness Galen, YY and I were up to.
Sorry. No, wait, that was Galen’s fault.
Oh dear us.
*raised eyes*
Mr. Loo: *ahem**ahem*
Me: Mr. Loo you OK or not
Mr. Loo: This time I think…really sick le…
DH: GG Karma
Mr. Loo: EH good for you ppl OK…
Me: Din’t say karma coming from where
Mr. Loo: Hey, if I can take leave for two days, and finish all the tasks I’m supposed to do for the week, I can just go to work for three days out of five man!
*if only students had that kind of freedom*
Mr. Loo: Then boss will say, ‘In that case I just give u 60% of your salary lor’
We have a logical man. I mean, methods of proof and all.
Galen: So how did the Math project with Jung Min go?
Mr. Loo: went well…we got $300…except the website said $400. So of course we wrote a letter to complain and stuff…and later in the day spent about half the prize money. So while I was waiting for the ~$130 to be returned, I found a letter with the $100 and apology. So I…hmmm…*pockets*
Me: :O then you still go ask for the $130??
Mr. Loo: OF COURSE WUT they owe me :D
OK sorry Induction needs logic.
IRP: visit to the bar/coffee machine
Then come back, find our colleague gone and are stuck outside the lab
At least we learnt some things.
A very important thing, to say the least.
And now…I have done my research. (Yes so NUS High School-ish rite)
With that I hope we can make things better. XD

Set Fire To The Rain

I’ll be back.
OK so maybe I should have said that at the end of lastlast week’s post but heck. No one wants nothin’ to do with Arnie.
*I must stop using that tone of surprise*
Hey someone screwed up flag-raising again!
*I must stop using that very same tone too. For reasons a bit different to the example above*
But what the hey. Mr. Loo suffered administrative meddling wtcrap.
*all for the good of Mr. Loo’s students, of course*
And yea, if you’ve noticed, I’m back. Just went all that way to become Captain Obvious, huh.
Although, I suppose, from our brief encounter Mr. Lin is a nice guy. Then again, seeing as he’s part of Mr. Loo’s party I’m not all that surprised. :D
I like breaks. Mmhmm.
And owning at Monopoly Deal.
The…um…Bio quiz better be as easy as Dr. Low asserts it is. *crosses* fingers. Or I might just begin a dramatic collapse first thing in a really bad week. Yes Ian, Week 5 is fun. *grumbles*
GG owned by DH. Never gonna live this down.
Later Roy beat me T.T
Oh well. That’s that, I guess. Chinese too. We’re pretty much rambling until the next test.
*rambles and plays more jobeat*
That’s…erm…something that SOMEBODY got us addicted to over the last week. Hurm I wonder who.
In break we somehow got from lots of monopoly deal to talking about…among other things, herterosexuals, the habits and rationale behind homosexuals, trans-whatever, bisexuals and pansexuals.
And then the conversation turned to the particular sexual behaviors of animals, and the world all went to rip.
Horses with baseballs bats.
Pigs. Oh, pigs
And don’t even get started on ducks.
And then we realized…Kenryk has a whip.
*is mindblown*
Claire: It could be a riding crop…
Me :…that long?
I must have used it too well. It was…erm…semi-broken.
*somehow fixing it with “barbed” wire seemed a good idea at the time*
*OK maybe not*
And then I am, if possible, *further mindblown*
Then again, probably not in a bad way.