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Friday, January 27

t.o.w. the taxi queue

I am the absolute gentleman.

Today I was trying desperately to get a cab from school to pia down to cine to join the Climbing Club people plus chaorong and cheryl at Kbox. However, bitches and assholes immediately started cutting my queue. And normally I wouldnt mind cos I'm very nice and I'm also too lazy to walk up to tell the person off. However, today the taxis were few and far between so I decided I had to do something! First of course I must add that future economists jiang yue and yifang some how managed to literally free-ride on the cab cos they were going to town also. Then Sheena the Beena the Cheena came too and also free-rode. Anyway. I had Sheena tell her juniors not to cut our queue. Then I told my Angel to go behind me and queue. But still there were these 2 groups of asses from SN (I think and I mean no offence) who were also cabbing. The first one ran for the bloody cab that actually stopped nearer to us. So we were all quite riled up. Then this second batch of girls upon seeing us screaming and pointing certain indexes at the first group still blatantly started flagging cabs like one of them was pregnant and they were trying to get to KK. Anyway! I decided enough was enough! So I walked up to them just as a cab stopped by the side and as they turned to get in, they caught me staring at them with my palms up as though to warn them of the impending slap if they didnt budge it. Then this girl who was trying to ride shotgun saw me and asked meekly if I wanted to get in first and then I raised my hand up with great speed and power and proceeded to kindly gesture them into the cab with a brilliant smile emanating from my face.

I am damn nice.

Of course yifang, jiangyue and sheez blamed me. Boo.

Anyway! Ares fac dance rocks lah. Haha. Was dancing with yuqin and we managed to tie for first after repeatedly chanting like spoilt brats. But it worked. Haha. Woo. Kegan, nehnehnipupu!

I recieved a nice angbao from my mom's boss. Be nice to me, I may give you the angbaozuoa. =P

kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 11:15 PM

Tuesday, January 24

t.o.w. ding dong the bitchs' in town!

Ai. Recently I have grown accustomed to becoming easily irritated by this stupid tweeb and that is not good seeing as how I am generally hard to irritate.

The stipulated asshole likes to irritate me by repeatedly trying to show me up. Of course I don't take it to heart seeing as how I am a nice person and generally don't mind occasional swibes. However! The sheer frequency, generally dead-serious tone and mostly slappable grin that this asshole gives is purely annoying.

Of course I do not deny that the said persona does excel in certain areas (those of which I could hardly give two hoots about) and already I've found a way to accept how the asswipe can go on and on about stuff that I personally bear absolutely no interest in and usually just give the occasional side exclaimation to show that I am 'listening' but the whole act has just gotten a bit stale. And now on top of that I now have to deal with the fact that this shithead believes everything to be beneath him and that he is superior in every field. Of course if the said person were to read this and get the jibe then of course he'll give some shithead grandmother story about how that is not true but we know not to believe that! Hehheh. I feel happy now. I made the absolute hidden snide remark.

The 16PF states that I should open up more and not keep all these feelings bottled up inside me. So there. I am happy with my step out of my bubble.

I think the 16PF is my bible.

And it tells me to call a bitch a bitch.

BITCH!

kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 9:09 PM

Saturday, January 21

t.o.w. the 16PF

According to HOLLAND's (just to please Wenyi) stupid personality test, in the few years down the road, after going through 2 years of MANLY national service and then another 4 years (hopefully) in Columbia majoring in Economics or Finance, I will most probably still end up as a struggling fashion designer living in an apartment studio, with a roommate that drinks all day long and perpetually never gets off his couch, trying to make ends meet.

I say this because the 16PF has apparently identified my deep passion and intrinsic ability to FEEL the intangible values in life and the creative juices that simply seem to emanate effortlessly from my brain. That said, it doesnt seem that shocking that the one and only field that the test feels I'm able to excel in is in fashion. Somehow, I think I did the test just after watching an episode of Runway.

Also! I'm most likely never destined to succeed because any potential employer that reads my 16PF report will most likely show me the finger and then the door. This is because the stupid report made me out to be a extremely-introverted freak who apparently "plays his cards TOO close too his chest" and so while I thank the report for praising the fact that I actually have a chest nice enough to need shielding, the fact is that the report actually postulates that I need COUNSELLING. Oh. And the worst part is the report seems to believe that I will have problems seeking "professional help" because of certain personal tendencies that I may have to explore on my own prior to facing the realities in life.

I won't say the entire report is codswallop, cos its quite accurate in some fields but cant they phrase it nicely? Like for instance they could always say that "Mr Low works well alone and is wise enough not to trust to easily."

Dumb Holland. Oops. That dutch woman who carries an orange bag and has an orange sweater is going to kill me if she sees this.

Anyway. Training today was dumb. Kegan and I found new ways of being dumb. I am glad to have that stupid banana around.

AH AH, AH AH AH, AH AH AH AH AH AH, JUUCEY.

I'm desperate, amazed and still keep idolising but not surviving.

Sometimes I lie on the bed at night and wonder why am I stupid.

kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 4:48 PM

Wednesday, January 18

t.o.w. open close open turn

Open close open turn, Open close open turn.
Open turn, Open turn, Open turn, Open!

Yea yea. I learned the last part of the Apollo fac dance today. Kegan was nice enough to teach me and endure my endless demand to keep practicing in front of NJ and the J1 Bowlers. Heh. And I got so riled up then I managed to convert Sheena and Janice and get them to move to the groove too. Haha.

Training today was not bad. At least I was closing some frames, but I still had 2 0/s. I think the worst thing to happen to a bowler is a 0/. Haha. So that means I suck. Heh. Scores were ok, but I seem to be able to bowl better when the J1s were around. After they left, I was like cock. Hah. But I'm still slightly leaning towards thinking that its cos of the effect of food. =D

J1s are quite good! I mean, they can bowl straight I guess. Haha. And my junior youxin is damn zhai. Haha. Yea, I'm quite happy that I have a 74 bowler in the team. And I don't know what Paul is doing because he apparently accepted ALL J1s, which will amount to like 50 people. I don't know how that is going to work out lah. Like we are going to have 2 truckloads of people going to train. I think theres an outside shot that Paul is just trying to grab as many people as he can to keep Victors alive.

Hmm. My junior class is fun! Haha. They came for the dance session today but I had to leave early for training. But I'm damn pissed with that stupid Kegan because he snucked back to the hall w.o telling me. BANANA. You suck.

Went to eat sushi with Wenyi and Chaorong yesterday then I got so bloated. I'm quite amazed that I found the energy to go to Millenia to get my wonka chocs. Haha.

Yep. Yeah. I'm talking to juniors online now. They are fun. Yeps.

Oh. Btw, the randomness day thing by council is cool. Haha.

kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 9:02 PM

Saturday, January 14

t.o.w. bets against the heart

Argh. I slept and played mahjong the whole day. Why why why am I such a slacker.

Anyway, still no indication of rain. I can afford such an extravagant lifestyle.

My entry title sounds country song'ish. Lalala, bets against the heart! THE HEAAAART... Clearly, Underwood's new CD is doing harm to my by large non-country music mentality. But country is quite fun. I like the stories they tell.

Anyway. As I told Wenyi, I'm here to blog about EEEssues.

Chuan Khim, one of my Sec 1s from 04, asked me who I would bet on to win the AO. So I screamed JENNIFER! Which is dumb because she is injured and not playing. But thats another story. I mean, if she was playing, I would have said her name in a heartbeat. But obviously that would not be the clever choice because she obviously wouldnt be in top form seeing as how she hasnt been playing for almost a year and a half now. A choice with better viability would be Clijsters, Henin-Hardenne or Davenport. But lets just propose the notion that Jennifer was indeed playing for the first time in 1.5 years and I had choosen to bet on Lindsay. How the hell would that work out? I don't know if that happens to others on sports betting (I'm guessing quite a bit especially with the soccer hippies). But isnt that betting against my heart. What if Jennifer was to meet Lindsay in the finals. I would be torned between wanting to win the bet (since I'm that competitive) and wanting to see Jennifer win another Grand Slam (since I love her that much). .

Everyone was telling me how dumb I was to keep betting on the US to win matches in the WC 2002. But I still did, match after match.

When we bet against our heart, are we neglecting our emotions for the bet or are we simply putting our eggs in more than one basket?

Quite the enigma. Still, when I watch that AO Open that will probably feature Kim and Davenport, I'd still be supporting my golden girl. =)

kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 11:12 PM

t.o.w. im that good

I shall pray for me to ace both my BTs, my prelims and my A levels and then get my scholarship to study in Columbia.

I'm quite confident I can slack the whole year through and still achieve all that cos' I'm a great prayer.

On thursday night, it was raining just like the past 7 days have and then I decided to pray for the rain to stop so that the J1s can have their war games and I can have my campfire. After that, I went to sleep.

The next day, the sun came out and shone like it never did and it hasnt rained since.

This proves that all I need to do is look solemn, act pitiful and then pray sincerely. Oh. Of course I need to sleep well too.

Anyway. Yesterdays campfire was good! I was running around before that trying to get a CHS uniform that would fit. Then after that had fac judging and 74 came out tops! They rock lah. Haha. Shan Chin and Jiehong really got everyone going. Bit of a logistic problem after that that concerned food so I was very sad cos' I had nothing to eat. Err. Then went for campfire! Quite fun watching the performances and dance. Apollo fac dance may rock but Ares's one tips the scale with all that energy! Haha. Good job Sua and Huiyan. Err. Then after that kept cheering like siao and then joined the juniors for song and dance. Err. On retrospect we might have over-runned the campfire a bit for them. Haha. But thats cos we were too high. Heh. Then ran to the bridge and did the 74 cheer in front of everyone. Haha. 74 rocks lah. A lot of people say their class is fun-loving but I don't really think they use it as a correct adjective then they do for its common usage. 74 is really fun-loving. Always looking to run about and jump and scream. 05s74 rocks. Hopefully the juniors will too.

Yep.

Now, I shall pray for great grades and my scholarship. Goodnight.

kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 4:51 PM

Thursday, January 12

t.o.w. it rains all day

And it still is.

I love rain. Well, at least in moderation. Its cooling and great to sleep in but this wet spell is beginning to suck. Especially since it was raining heavily last night and yet I couldnt sleep because of this freaking chem test we had today. About that, I'm quite happy. Its the first chem test I came out happy. Haha. I better do well. Anyway. The rain sucks for the J1s though. No outdoor games and all that fun. Hopefully it won't rain tomorrow because it would suck to not have war games or an outdoor campfire.

And I still remember all that like it was yesterday.

Hmm. Had fac session today and was teaching the J1s the Fac Dance. Then we practiced more after that and then played frisbee in the central plaza with our shoes off and splashed puddles like we were 2 year old kids. That was quite fun. Haha. Early J2 life doesnt suck as much as I thought it would. Argh. But still, I dread what has to come.

Ehh. Junior class! Haha. Ok, they seem quite fun and enthu and they responded to our Kebabahs. Haha. 74 Kebaba!

I'm suffering from writers block. I don't know what to blog about. This blog faces the threat of extinction. Bah. ARGH. I have GP essay to write tomorrow.

Please don't rain tomorrow.

Life sucks. I Love It.

kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 8:27 PM

Saturday, January 7

t.o.w. im lucky lucky

I just won a lucky draw.

A 1000 piece jigsaw.

I am very excited.

But still I think I should be happy because I never win such draws.

Yeaaaaa. -_-

Anyway. PLEASE JIO ME FOR MOVIE.

King Kong, Derailed, Undiscovered and Family Stone.

I feel constipated.

I think great luck comes with great shit.

Thus, I have no shit to shit.

kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 9:04 PM

Sunday, January 1

t.o.w. the super big gulp

Happy New Year!

God, time really flies. Its been a whole year already and yet I still remember ever so clearly my first day in hwachong. Of all that has come and left, I gather 2005 was a pretty good year. No major mishaps (aka 2002) or immensely bad days (aka 2003). Even though there were some days when I wished things could have been better, I think I managed to come off it alright. Quite the peaceful year though. With the past 2 years, everytime the new year came I felt so overwhelmed that the year was over. Not this year though. It came as a pleasant, nice end.

The year was fun! From Orientation 1 to meeting friends to bowling and badminton recrea to mugging in the reading room to promos to slacking to shanghai and most importantly to OBK. I think I'll always remember 05 to be the year of great friends. I've made many new good ones and still managed to keep in touch with some from the old gang.

I think at the beginning I was still a little lost and then as time passed I just stumbled my way across right up till the very end of the year where I suddenly feel as though I've made some progress in terms of things I've set out to accomplished.

Countdown yesterday was quite lame. We were sitting outside UOB Plaza and someone said it'd be 2 minutes to the new year and then all of a sudden the fireworks from the Esplanade came on and suddenly everyone was cursing that some building was blocking our view so everyone started running towards the fireworks. And then I almost killed the drunken dweebs who sprayed foam on me in an attempt to usher in the new year. Thank god for them that they ran fast enough cos' otherwise I would have ushered the spray cans up their asses. Oh. Then I bought this super big gulp from 7-11 and after drinking the whole thing I puked in my mouth so I took a super big gulp of vomit back in. =) I love me.

So that was a good 2005 anyway. Heres to a great 2006 =)

Of course I dread this year. For obvious reasons. But I sure didnt live for 17 years to come to this point and then give up. I still want to live my american dream in new york. And if that means I'll spend 50% of the year in the reading room then so be it.

Haha. But still I hope I can kick my bad habit of procrastinating and work hard to get the scholarship and maybe do well enough in Nationals to feel like the 2 years in bowling was worthwhile. And of course grow in all faucets to become a better person.

Already the start of the 2006 wasnt too good because I did something that I really regret now and if I could do it all over again I would but I can't and I'm really sorry and I just hope that nothing wrong comes out of it because otherwise I'd be the greatest dweeb in the world.

But yeah. I'm gonna move on and hope for a great 2006!

Before I end off, JENNIFER FOR A CALENDAR GRAND SLAM.

Hurh?

kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 9:51 PM