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Wednesday, March 11, 2009 ; 9:33 PM


Life

Injuries SUCK, big time.

This is a condensed history of the my more memorable injuries:

Early years:

Went cycling round and round a wall until i eventually crashed into the wall (more like pillar thing under the void deck), and lost half my tooth. My big chance to get a cool new smile but i went to cap it.

Crashed while cycling along a corridor, tore my skin and got a permanent scar, gone now though :)

Pus in eye, used a sexy slim needle to poke it. No big deal anyway, just poking the sclera (is it?)

ETC ETC of stupid stuff

Teenage years:

Concussion, black out, no idea how it happened. Went KK hospital, so surreal, all the kids around me.

Another concussion, didnt black out this time, got chopped by some sengkang asshole who cant aim for nuts.

Pus in eye again. The needle was sexier than the doctor.

Couldnt head properly, WZY (wong zhi yang) pumped goal kick caught me in the face, specs cut my eyebrow, lots of blood and hanging skin. But i think 5 stitches only, worse thing was i couldnt play and sweat for one whole week!!!

Lots of knee abrasions.

Stepped on splinters (dunno made of what) TWICE already. Doctor needs to chop up a hole to pull out the splinter. Quite painful.


Got a lot more big injuries, but don't feel like listing anymore.

Best thing is, i havent broke a bone or burnt myself yet. Haha!

Monday, March 9, 2009 ; 8:50 PM


A different perspective

Experiencing losing a semi final for the first time.

Playing a 3rd 4th placing match for the first time.

Feels weird.

Saturday, March 7, 2009 ; 7:51 PM


WTF

It's 9 o'clock now and i havent started mugging for physics quiz tmr. Since i failed pract already, i ought to be mugging now. But Semis tmr, distracting me, ah screw this, my PR 1 is screwecd up big-time! I swear i gonna mug like shit next term, since hockey season and chemistry project would be over then.

What a gay progress report 1.

Sian.

Thursday, March 5, 2009 ; 9:05 PM


Security guards

I hate bitchy security guards, hope some of them get sacked. Especially the skinny guy, who's such a pain in the neck. Yun Fei, and whoever who worked with me on PET rocket can empathise with me.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009 ; 11:42 PM


Busy

Feel dang constricted and squeezed. Theres like just so much things to do and crowding my mind so that eventually i forget everything and don't do anything... So stupid, imagine resolving to finish ten thousand things during the weekend and in the end just feeling sian and giving up. Seriously lah, if i bothered listing out the last week i think i can easily qualify as the buusiest idiot in the whole school. On other hand, I think I have some AP this year, must WAKE UP MY IDEAS, especially since i already failed two tests this term. What a high attrition rate... Yeah and this reminds me of hockey, something that's taking up a lot lot lot of time. For eg: monday, wednesday, thursday, saturday training, tuesday and friday match... Woots!

But we are in the semis...

Quite unbelieveable last month...

Feels sweet now...

The most interesting thing about me is that I manage to present the most interesting in the most uninteresting manner possible.

Hahaha, was that interesting?

Here's some random things that happened to me.

Random enough to talk to two taiwanese in the library, and we ended up talking damn long over msn...

Sat in Jian Wei's condo lounge, engrossed mugging entropy and gibbs law, then some weird koreans from Australian International School (4 girls and 1 guy ages 5 < x < 12) came to terrorise me, snatching away my book, asking me what the hell entropy is when I dont know anything about it, asking me whats 99 * 9 and 99 * 99 when my calculator's stuck deep inside my back, snatching my hockey stick and whacking some stupid ping pong ball and obviously hitting the ground, stepping all over me and asking if i have a girlfriend, questioning me about the absolutely gross, pus-oozing gash on my knee (who says it intimidates opponents?), etc etc . And when they finally let me out of the lounge, via the lift, they magically reappeared on the next floor. lol, but should have seen how jian wei reacted to them, who ask him not to believe me when i smsed him for help. He looked really stressed and freaked out when he talked to them, as if its some really serious harassment offence.

But seriously lah, why they choose to kajiao me instead of other ppl, maybe i look too bullyable...

Oh yeah i just realised i failed one more thing: ERP. i shouldnt have chosen ted hughes, the stupid womaniser. Pat nathan, in defence of women, got emotional towards me and labelled me as a chauvisnist, haiz. Women are troublesome.

I'm really pissed now because my keyboard isnt working properly and i took damn long to type this post. Looking forward to take revenge on the sengkang guy who chopped my head off 2 years ago...

Tuesday, March 3, 2009 ; 9:21 PM