today

this morning was a mad rush to school
i was late for history re-exam

amidst all the rushing,
i found time to despair, shaking my head
thinking "im history man"

at 0810, i was 10mins late
with tenacity like fart released after 20mins of holding in,
i ran like a cheetah after whatever it eats
towards the designated classroom
i pounced on the door handle like a rugby player towards the touchline
and pressed it down like a horny man on his lover's lalala

lo and behold

the classroom was dead empty
i was 3 hrs early
!@#$%^&*()_+{}|:"<<>
oh sorry cockroach ran across the keyboard
while i was holding down the shift button

fast forward to after re-exam

joined the ppl doing cas
to go beyond the borders of the school
to do the beyond borders cas project
a familiar knock on hdb door
and ask for newspaper and clothes project

we scoured the plains of dover rise
scaling stairs and lugging the collections
all the while with a smile on our jolly faces
listening to ian cheong talk in his dillusional world
with his own voice resonating in a land
where the little ian cheongs ran amock

disturbing imagery

anw block 1 was rather interesting
11-309 held a resident familiar to the acx family
our infant assistant coach, paulus
or balless as seet calls him
(although kenneth seet
also doubles up as cannot shit)
opened the door to low xide's knocks

also, there was this unbelievable stack
of newspapers lying beside the stairs
it had more volume than seet's body
k i was tempted to use victor tan
but i have to be honest,
the hdb wasnt made from newspaper
anw that pile of papers had us call in the holy relic
also known as the school trolley to carry it away

fast forward to after cas

seet nice and xide embarked on their respective missions
to snip off as much hair as they could from each others head
it all started with kevin cutting off ppls hair
sniggering all the while like the sneaky mut he is
seet and xide basically took revenge
and eventually they cut each other's hair in the cross fire

obvious blades of blunt hair stood out from the respective heads
and one unfortunate testicle
kenneth khing, with his unfaulted positioning
and manouevering abilities,
avoided all attempts by the 3 musketeers to cut his hair
the closest any of them came was a move by kenneth seet
who would have succeeded if not for the lack of sprinting practice
evident during training, chasing of bus 74 at holland v
and of course in the case of chasing after my perfect pantene hair
the times he did manage to get someone's hair,
was all due to his ability to blink strike cuz he's too short to spot

fast forward somemore

made an uneusual trip to nice's house
played with nice, xide and nice friends at nice house
had some nice plays, nice kicks and some nice balls going around
fun fun + fun

fast forward

khing sleeps

rewind

khing clicks on publish post
*click!*