to quote the straits times,
"We do not need to use bombastic words
to speak good standard English"
if my guess is right
the target audience of that sentence
was very likely aimed at those
who dunno what the word bombastic means
why not just use the word "big" instead?
to quote the paper again,
"The principal of Anglo-Chinese School (Independent) says:
'We are constantly seeking more creative methods
to teach our students, and we invite them to express their views,
excercise their initiative and take part in a variety of activities
outside class"
HMMM.
eh. i didnt say anything ah.
i just said HMMM.
i think HMMM shouldnt cause me to be thankful for not being expelled.
HMMM.
HMMMMM...
given a choice
given a voice
given a say
given my way
i would turn the cogs back
i would paint the school black
just so i may
this very day
cause them to see
what happened to me
indifference, apathy
i have learnt as much
care not or rebel
cannot a repel
i toss the sands
i wash my hands
Sunday, July 30, 2006
sian
recently a few i know have been infected
by mrbrown's new hit single : sian
the lyrics are really qool
but the music is hypnothysingly sian
quite gd tho.
im gonna be a music junkie
and just post the lyrics here
by mrbrown's new hit single : sian
the lyrics are really qool
but the music is hypnothysingly sian
quite gd tho.
im gonna be a music junkie
and just post the lyrics here
sian-themrbrownshow
i tried to cook, but got burn by frying pan
mrt no "toot toot toot" nearly kena my hand
all the girls that i know, say only see me as friend
nabei lift at my block,just break down again
[chorus]
i wake up in the morning and i dunno who i am
i am sian... sian
i'm not happy i'm not sad, but i sure know what i am
i am sian... sian
i'm just walking down the street, and i dunno what to eat
i am sian... sian
every second every minute every hour everyday im sian
sian... how did i get so sian
got job interview, but got hole in my pants
go see show but the fella infront damn tall can
my pc kena virus and the toilet flush spoil
my brand new handphone kena drop in cooking oil
[chrous]
i...i'm so frus (x4)
sunny in the morning and its rainy in the night
i'm sian...
the weather cannot change and neither can my life
i'm sian...
i am talking to myself cuz there's really no one else
i'm sian...
i may think i have a choice but i really have no voice
i'm sian... how did i get so sian
indeed there is manys a thing to be sians about
what with grades not being fierce enough
sports not being golden enough
money no enough
or even third leg no long enough
there are so much to be sian about
but so long as there is a single zit of fun
in the teenage face of sianness,
there will be pulses, no, pus-es of joy
erupting forth and spreading like wildfire
across all complexion that is sian,
birthing yet more pimples of excitement
so i urgeth thee
to never despair at sianness
for that is tatamount to using
the fashwash of boredom
that will resulteth in a smooth, unvarying face of sian.
for there will always be someone with worse grades
overweight victors
poor xides
and short-legged seets around
who have more a reason to be sian
so remember
for as long as there is a pinch of shit
lying in the rectum of the anti-joy,
there will always be the pleasant fart of fun
that will pervade the ass
and give rise to stinking thrill
like how as long as there is a single fish of pleasure
in the ocean of sianness,
there will always be...
erm. u get the idea.
be happy =)
Sunday, July 23, 2006
IBDP
after many months in the
Anglo-ChineseSchool(Independent)InternationalBaccalauretteWorldSchool
i have come to see the many ugly sides of it
there are already a number of drop outs
some go to poly
some stop studying entirely
and there are many more such cases waiting to happen
there are many like i,
or rather 3
but still alot cuz it takes most of my sch social life
(i is nots a sociallite)
that have half a mind
(no not meanings we is half as crever)
to jump ship to acjc
but cannor
ok not cannot but no ready
i just had to put the cannor there
the way i see it
it has to do with the failure
to recognise that IB is an own-time curriculumn
at least i feel it is
if given insufficient own-time, we wld get owned
pretty badly
what with studying,
reading of extra material (highly recommended by teachers),
CAS, EE
and the more eat energy (jia lat) of all, IAs
on a regular 1640 day,
any one would take up all the time that day
not forgetting also that we all take 6 subjects
and at least one CCA
what happened to emulating the 36point avr IB sch in malaysia?
they have 5 hours sch days and wednesdays totally off
people reading people doing
children work you hear them crying
they cant practice what you preach
still gotta turn the other cheek
father father father help us
give us some guidiance from Above
cuz ppl got me got me questioning
where is the time?
and not to mention
the entire image malfuntion
though calls for a new tie were heard
they were perhaps
juuuussssstttt perhaps
not heard rightly
which resulted in... bleaurgh
length of hair, which has no practical use
is to me, too stringent
and with these two points, i present my argument
if the tie is to be forgiven because looks dun matter
den long hair is just outward and dun matter
but if image matters so much
den get rid of the tie
of course there is so much more i can say
but i'd rather save it for another day
when i can have my way
and proclaim to a wider audience and shout ni nabei
this is not a disgruntled voice
nor an outraged individual
it is a disgruntled, outraged, wildly peeved individual with a timebomb for a voice
Anglo-ChineseSchool(Independent)InternationalBaccalauretteWorldSchool
i have come to see the many ugly sides of it
there are already a number of drop outs
some go to poly
some stop studying entirely
and there are many more such cases waiting to happen
there are many like i,
or rather 3
but still alot cuz it takes most of my sch social life
(i is nots a sociallite)
that have half a mind
(no not meanings we is half as crever)
to jump ship to acjc
but cannor
ok not cannot but no ready
i just had to put the cannor there
the way i see it
it has to do with the failure
to recognise that IB is an own-time curriculumn
at least i feel it is
if given insufficient own-time, we wld get owned
pretty badly
what with studying,
reading of extra material (highly recommended by teachers),
CAS, EE
and the more eat energy (jia lat) of all, IAs
on a regular 1640 day,
any one would take up all the time that day
not forgetting also that we all take 6 subjects
and at least one CCA
what happened to emulating the 36point avr IB sch in malaysia?
they have 5 hours sch days and wednesdays totally off
people reading people doing
children work you hear them crying
they cant practice what you preach
still gotta turn the other cheek
father father father help us
give us some guidiance from Above
cuz ppl got me got me questioning
where is the time?
and not to mention
the entire image malfuntion
though calls for a new tie were heard
they were perhaps
juuuussssstttt perhaps
not heard rightly
which resulted in... bleaurgh
length of hair, which has no practical use
is to me, too stringent
and with these two points, i present my argument
if the tie is to be forgiven because looks dun matter
den long hair is just outward and dun matter
but if image matters so much
den get rid of the tie
of course there is so much more i can say
but i'd rather save it for another day
when i can have my way
and proclaim to a wider audience and shout ni nabei
this is not a disgruntled voice
nor an outraged individual
it is a disgruntled, outraged, wildly peeved individual with a timebomb for a voice
Thursday, July 20, 2006
track nats
yesterday was track&field finals
which is often called track finals
i feel field shld b given due credit
afterall, the recent(and not so recent)championships
have shown that a good field of field athletes
can give victory in overall standings
anw
i lent my talents to the 4x400 team ytd
and my legs were used for the 2nd leg of the race
which happens to be my favourite leg
cuz other schools usually have their slowest leg for 2nd leg
and therefore my leg would be faster than most legs
which was very evident ytd
cuz i had an easy time catching
ok i was doing a fast fast time
but if it wasnt for being 2nd leg
i wouldnt really have caught them i guess
but really it was quite a simple job
in fact
i had so much to think abt instead of the race.
i had this burning urge igniting within me
to say hello to de cruz as i passed him
however i tot that wld make me very guo pei
so i just put more space between us
and left him in my glorious sweat trail
i guess thats friendlier and more amicable
the more significant event today however
was the track dinner
acjc's track dinner
sorry
acjc's track&field's dinner
err no not cuz of the food and stuffs
but potentially the last of gatherings
with the acjc crossers
with the prospect of a leaving batch and coach
and a separate training regime
it could be the last time we came together
ok so we didnt mix much at dinner either
but heck the idea is there
oh btw
cross in 9 months
the bell will ring for he who believes
which is often called track finals
i feel field shld b given due credit
afterall, the recent(and not so recent)championships
have shown that a good field of field athletes
can give victory in overall standings
anw
i lent my talents to the 4x400 team ytd
and my legs were used for the 2nd leg of the race
which happens to be my favourite leg
cuz other schools usually have their slowest leg for 2nd leg
and therefore my leg would be faster than most legs
which was very evident ytd
cuz i had an easy time catching
ok i was doing a fast fast time
but if it wasnt for being 2nd leg
i wouldnt really have caught them i guess
but really it was quite a simple job
in fact
i had so much to think abt instead of the race.
i had this burning urge igniting within me
to say hello to de cruz as i passed him
however i tot that wld make me very guo pei
so i just put more space between us
and left him in my glorious sweat trail
i guess thats friendlier and more amicable
the more significant event today however
was the track dinner
acjc's track dinner
sorry
acjc's track&field's dinner
err no not cuz of the food and stuffs
but potentially the last of gatherings
with the acjc crossers
with the prospect of a leaving batch and coach
and a separate training regime
it could be the last time we came together
ok so we didnt mix much at dinner either
but heck the idea is there
oh btw
cross in 9 months
the bell will ring for he who believes
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
deferment and ankle sprain
somewhere in early june
and thats a big somewhere
because i dunno when
i recieved a letter from the army
go online and tell us you're studying, it said
if u don, ITS THE END
in caps, no less.
ITS THE END
fast forward to today
i havent applied for deferment
which was due 26/6
so what is ITS THE END?
i have to go for army medical check up 2ml
and then shave botak and be part of the nation's defence force
though i may qualify as protector of earth
i dont really want to go NS just yet
i can hear it now...
kenneto is angry
becos he want to disrup
to study diproma in internasserner bakkalawlet
but cannor...
so what did i do about ITS THE END?
i had to call during recess
in essence the call was like
hi i do not want to be in the army yet
and so say we all
postpone the thing
in another separate incident
i was talking to chan chee wei
"so how did u do for your races?"
"uh. 2nd for 800"
"congratulations!..."
"thank you"
then like how an unexpected sentence stuns you unexpectantly
he continued his sentence that stunned me unexpectedly
"...at least you didnt sprain your ankle"
there i stood, hand half out-reached, stunned
memories of that fateful sprain flashed past me
i saw myself there again
crossing the line... raising my finger to heaven in jubilation
taking that infamous tumble as i did
and sprained thy ankle
before raising my finger to heaven again... in half jubilation
"err. i sprained it after i crossed the line"
awkward silence. dead silence. brooding silence.
lulling silence. thinking silence. whatever silence,
this silence of ours.
"err. within boundaries la. sprain after race not so bad"
i have been scarred
this picture, this motion picture no less
will be with me all my life
haunting me in my sleep
shadowing me in my wake
eating at me, slowly, silently
and until i sprain my ankles no longer
i will find no rest...
i will find no rest...
i will find no rest...
its the ends la.
and thats a big somewhere
because i dunno when
i recieved a letter from the army
go online and tell us you're studying, it said
if u don, ITS THE END
in caps, no less.
ITS THE END
fast forward to today
i havent applied for deferment
which was due 26/6
so what is ITS THE END?
i have to go for army medical check up 2ml
and then shave botak and be part of the nation's defence force
though i may qualify as protector of earth
i dont really want to go NS just yet
i can hear it now...
kenneto is angry
becos he want to disrup
to study diproma in internasserner bakkalawlet
but cannor...
so what did i do about ITS THE END?
i had to call during recess
in essence the call was like
hi i do not want to be in the army yet
and so say we all
postpone the thing
in another separate incident
i was talking to chan chee wei
"so how did u do for your races?"
"uh. 2nd for 800"
"congratulations!..."
"thank you"
then like how an unexpected sentence stuns you unexpectantly
he continued his sentence that stunned me unexpectedly
"...at least you didnt sprain your ankle"
there i stood, hand half out-reached, stunned
memories of that fateful sprain flashed past me
i saw myself there again
crossing the line... raising my finger to heaven in jubilation
taking that infamous tumble as i did
and sprained thy ankle
before raising my finger to heaven again... in half jubilation
"err. i sprained it after i crossed the line"
awkward silence. dead silence. brooding silence.
lulling silence. thinking silence. whatever silence,
this silence of ours.
"err. within boundaries la. sprain after race not so bad"
i have been scarred
this picture, this motion picture no less
will be with me all my life
haunting me in my sleep
shadowing me in my wake
eating at me, slowly, silently
and until i sprain my ankles no longer
i will find no rest...
i will find no rest...
i will find no rest...
its the ends la.
Sunday, July 16, 2006
that 800m
a bad race it was a bad race to see
2.09 is good for sec2 or even 3
but not for poor year 5 me
it was a story of wait and run
both saravan and i waited
but we never ran
cuz no one came to lead the pack
so the race just came down to the last 100m
where he had a 2 second head start
but it was just another race
just another track race
until of course, i crossed the finish
i broke past the white line
and i raised my hand to God
your glory oh father was what i said
"well done my child
now here's an ankle sprain"
in that state of worship
my spike nails chipped the rubbery track
and the right ankle twisted with spectacular finesse
qik qak
ankle sprains
but not to be deterred
i raised my hand again
or as seet put it to xide through the phone,
"oh khing got 2nd for his 800"
"after he crossed the line he raised his hand in jubilation"
"..."
"then he tripped and sprained his ankle"
kenneto is angry
because, he wan to disrup
to study scorership in sprain ankle
but cannor...
2.09 is good for sec2 or even 3
but not for poor year 5 me
it was a story of wait and run
both saravan and i waited
but we never ran
cuz no one came to lead the pack
so the race just came down to the last 100m
where he had a 2 second head start
but it was just another race
just another track race
until of course, i crossed the finish
i broke past the white line
and i raised my hand to God
your glory oh father was what i said
"well done my child
now here's an ankle sprain"
in that state of worship
my spike nails chipped the rubbery track
and the right ankle twisted with spectacular finesse
qik qak
ankle sprains
but not to be deterred
i raised my hand again
or as seet put it to xide through the phone,
"oh khing got 2nd for his 800"
"after he crossed the line he raised his hand in jubilation"
"..."
"then he tripped and sprained his ankle"
kenneto is angry
because, he wan to disrup
to study scorership in sprain ankle
but cannor...
that 800m
a bad race it was a bad race to see
2.09 is good for sec2 or even 3
but not for poor year 5 me
it was a story of wait and run
both saravan and i waited
but we never ran
cuz no one came to lead the pack
so the race just came down to the last 100m
where he had a 2 second head start
but it was just another race
just another track race
until of course, i crossed the finish
i broke past the white line
and i raised my hand to God
your glory oh father was what i said
"well done my child
now here's an ankle sprain"
in that state of worship
my spike nails chipped the rubbery track
and the right ankle twisted with spectacular finesse
qik qak
ankle sprains
but not to be deterred
i raised my hand again
or as seet put it to xide through the phone,
"oh khing got 2nd for his 800"
"after he crossed the line he raised his hand in jubilation"
"..."
"then he tripped and sprained his ankle"
kenneto is angry
because, he wan to disrup
to study scorership in sprain ankle
but cannor...
2.09 is good for sec2 or even 3
but not for poor year 5 me
it was a story of wait and run
both saravan and i waited
but we never ran
cuz no one came to lead the pack
so the race just came down to the last 100m
where he had a 2 second head start
but it was just another race
just another track race
until of course, i crossed the finish
i broke past the white line
and i raised my hand to God
your glory oh father was what i said
"well done my child
now here's an ankle sprain"
in that state of worship
my spike nails chipped the rubbery track
and the right ankle twisted with spectacular finesse
qik qak
ankle sprains
but not to be deterred
i raised my hand again
or as seet put it to xide through the phone,
"oh khing got 2nd for his 800"
"after he crossed the line he raised his hand in jubilation"
"..."
"then he tripped and sprained his ankle"
kenneto is angry
because, he wan to disrup
to study scorership in sprain ankle
but cannor...
Monday, July 10, 2006
dear blogger
Dear Master,
It's been 3 long years since we started off and we've never looked back since. I can still vividly remember all the times we've had and all your life you shared. Be it the jokes, the times or even the rants - they're all so precious to me. Your impeccable blogging style and marvelous sense of humour have helped matters much, too. I beam with joy whenever you blog on me. It is as a masterstroke of paint on an empty canvas that just brings out the life in the work. It is no wonder that people regard this blog so highly and yes, the readers have been growing. Having said that, perhaps it would be good to work on the packaging, no? I mean, you've made me get noticed and the fact stands that more people turn up to read me. How about it? I haven't had my clothes changed in a while and they're wet and dirty with all the clicking and scrolling. Please?
-Your Blog
It's been 3 long years since we started off and we've never looked back since. I can still vividly remember all the times we've had and all your life you shared. Be it the jokes, the times or even the rants - they're all so precious to me. Your impeccable blogging style and marvelous sense of humour have helped matters much, too. I beam with joy whenever you blog on me. It is as a masterstroke of paint on an empty canvas that just brings out the life in the work. It is no wonder that people regard this blog so highly and yes, the readers have been growing. Having said that, perhaps it would be good to work on the packaging, no? I mean, you've made me get noticed and the fact stands that more people turn up to read me. How about it? I haven't had my clothes changed in a while and they're wet and dirty with all the clicking and scrolling. Please?
-Your Blog
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