NP ARD. FUN DAO
Wee~ After flaming education i feel so much better. Oh well, time to lag for 40 minutes and type a nice post about yesterday before i throw myself back into hell with my literature assignments.
Yesterday, 16-2-08. Npcc annual reunion dinner. 2 balls spoilt, one martin bonded, nearly one song ken bonded, $20 won.
Yesterday in the morning, the day started off with a killer CNY celebration in School. Sorry la, Kelvin, my fault you had to go. I went to scam Nghh and say you american. Anyway, on with the torture. It was so cold, im sure it was AT MOST 20 degrees celcius in that stupid drama centre. Besdies that, the performances was very disappointing, really. The only 2 that kind of, woke me up were the Wushu performance and the yoyo god.
The wushu guys were cool.. Got to see jia he in action and even better. Got to see yuchen in lagging action. lol wave his stupid 棍also so lag. It was pure exciting till yuchen turned it into a comedy.
Then we were put back into comas while the emcee realised he was a big failure. Then came the yoyo god. Wow. Singapore national champion for yoyo stunts - never knew he ever existed, much less the fact that HE STUDIES IN HCI zomg. He was playing his yoyo and some ownage tricks and stunt. Basically things that can make your jaws drop.
Yay. 11am finally came. Dismissal to lao yu sheng. I ponned it and went to poolside with han yang, kelvin, timothy, damian, damians mother (brother of J.FOO aka Cedric Chew). Mui fan - ke pui arh, tasted like some big shit. Sotong stiff as wood, gravy plain as water. scammy shit they sell a pooside.
Then kelvin came to my place. Fun enough, he considered DoTA as porn and that taints my reputation. lol anyway carrom was fun. I beat kelvin, but considering the fact that it was his first time, i sucked shits. (just like i do in DoTA)
At 3.10pm, *clap clap* my uncles came and they chased peace away. My dad kept saying i was anti social by staying in the room. I went outside to get daoed by my taoist ( as in, really they ARE taoist) uncles. Depressed with my self-esteem lowered once again, i went back to my room to indulge in more DoTA.
欢乐时光过得真快啊！In no time i found myself (maybe kelvin too) running late for the super fun and super "looked-forwarded to" NPCC reunion dinner. 5.30pm, chiong into toilet, take shower, chiong back out, slip into jeans that i found tighter - shit, im getting fatter. Then we left. It was nice to have kelvin at my place. One of the most sensible guests i've ever hosted. He had brains to realise he shouldn't drink in my room. He didn't lie on my bed, he helped to clean up the carrom board thingy. Nice guy, now i've got a better impression of him (not that it was ever bad).
Uh.... *skips the travelling part although we saw some old gay on the bus that looked like kohkt*
Right, we hoped off the bus and conviniently bumped into ding quan, en ming and screw loose (jonas). OH wait. was it en ming or elwin? Think its elwin. Sorry im too lazy to backspace and change... So we decided to go up to ARD through the side entrance that connects to SALT and SIM. Kelvin and elwin for some reason felt very high, extra and gay so they sprinted up the slope to SIM. Good job. The rest of us who walked slowly realised that there was a change in location and that the reunion dinner was to be held at SALT centre concourse (of course la, why else is there 15 tables). We lagged there and wondered if kelvin and elwin were dead or something till we saw them panting their way to us. *laughs at kelvin*
Great enough, he found a soccer ball and hid it under the stairwell. let the kampong soccer begin. We played a match, sec 2s vs sec 3, excitingly kampong. For once our squad drew even with the sec 3s although they were alot stronger, faster and skilled. We just needed teamwork, AKA "SQUAD FALL IN INFRONT OF THE GOAL. WATCH YOUR FRONT SADIA!" gg, sec 3 squad can't break our imba defence.
Me being fat and unable to run fast had to be pivot man (playmaker). boooring, but its the fate of a fat person. Fait accompli, fat for life. After getting a blister in my foot, the emcee came out and barked at us for us to go back to our seats for the reunion WAS ABOUT TO BEGIN. He probably thinks we'd take 40minutes to settle down. Oh, and damian, nice try trying to steal my lucky draw ticket.
*shit i'm getting tired and lazy, but i shall continue with this horribly long post*
Ah, and the lou hae started. we made a hell lot of mess out of it. We weren't lou heing, we were having a food fight. 10 minutes into the dinner and the table was messy shit. Amazingly, we didn't really get downed for that. I shall skip the small details for now... fat people are lazy and i dont wanna dye my hair white for free...
Oh, and our ex-NCO johnathan sir asked us to make a sexy concoction for him. We had to obey and we started "work". Nothing much, just a plate of sambal chilli, half a cup of sprite. some coke, some orange juice, some onions, some cinnamon from the lou hei, some mayo, some prawn shells, a fish eyeball and the left over sweet and sour sauce from our plate of chicken. Master piece completed. We chanted for him to drink. YES, DRINK IT. but we only expected a mouthful. He retardedly DRANK THE WHOLE FREAKING CUP OF SHIT. bravo. Johnathan sir, have fun vomitting this day.
In the end that seems so far from the end, i won $20 in the lucky draw. Lucky martin won a crumpler. Its the BIG black colour one la... sian. im jealous (just like fat people always are). Sure enough, those who won the biggest prizes paid the biggest prices. We didn't doo anything much, just stripped him.
WORST OF ALL, i need to pity cyril sir. The CIs and other seniors bonded him, carried him up, pulled his leg WIDE APART, and rammed his balls into the pillar. PIAK!肉酱. Sickening shit. It was fun, but not till we realised that a few parents saw what happened. Complaints on their way..
OH, and we dedicated "sha shou" to jiaming sir lol. We thought he'd be furious and nearly dedicated "gimme more" to him again la, but he seemed to love the idea, so we skipped it.
gee, i have so many things to OH about. Now i shall OH about song ken and elias. They were drawing on the table cloth. BAD CHOICE. When i got home after climbing over school gates and all teh shitty adventure, clement called. "who was drawing on the table cloth arh?" GG.
Sigh, what a fun day it was, but it had to end... tragically with arsenal losing 4 - 0 to manchester united in FA cup. Looks like it'll be a chelsea man u affair at wembley again.. gosh, its 1.20.. time to go back to hell with literature. ciao~
Yesterday, 16-2-08. Npcc annual reunion dinner. 2 balls spoilt, one martin bonded, nearly one song ken bonded, $20 won.
Yesterday in the morning, the day started off with a killer CNY celebration in School. Sorry la, Kelvin, my fault you had to go. I went to scam Nghh and say you american. Anyway, on with the torture. It was so cold, im sure it was AT MOST 20 degrees celcius in that stupid drama centre. Besdies that, the performances was very disappointing, really. The only 2 that kind of, woke me up were the Wushu performance and the yoyo god.
The wushu guys were cool.. Got to see jia he in action and even better. Got to see yuchen in lagging action. lol wave his stupid 棍also so lag. It was pure exciting till yuchen turned it into a comedy.
Then we were put back into comas while the emcee realised he was a big failure. Then came the yoyo god. Wow. Singapore national champion for yoyo stunts - never knew he ever existed, much less the fact that HE STUDIES IN HCI zomg. He was playing his yoyo and some ownage tricks and stunt. Basically things that can make your jaws drop.
Yay. 11am finally came. Dismissal to lao yu sheng. I ponned it and went to poolside with han yang, kelvin, timothy, damian, damians mother (brother of J.FOO aka Cedric Chew). Mui fan - ke pui arh, tasted like some big shit. Sotong stiff as wood, gravy plain as water. scammy shit they sell a pooside.
Then kelvin came to my place. Fun enough, he considered DoTA as porn and that taints my reputation. lol anyway carrom was fun. I beat kelvin, but considering the fact that it was his first time, i sucked shits. (just like i do in DoTA)
At 3.10pm, *clap clap* my uncles came and they chased peace away. My dad kept saying i was anti social by staying in the room. I went outside to get daoed by my taoist ( as in, really they ARE taoist) uncles. Depressed with my self-esteem lowered once again, i went back to my room to indulge in more DoTA.
欢乐时光过得真快啊！In no time i found myself (maybe kelvin too) running late for the super fun and super "looked-forwarded to" NPCC reunion dinner. 5.30pm, chiong into toilet, take shower, chiong back out, slip into jeans that i found tighter - shit, im getting fatter. Then we left. It was nice to have kelvin at my place. One of the most sensible guests i've ever hosted. He had brains to realise he shouldn't drink in my room. He didn't lie on my bed, he helped to clean up the carrom board thingy. Nice guy, now i've got a better impression of him (not that it was ever bad).
Uh.... *skips the travelling part although we saw some old gay on the bus that looked like kohkt*
Right, we hoped off the bus and conviniently bumped into ding quan, en ming and screw loose (jonas). OH wait. was it en ming or elwin? Think its elwin. Sorry im too lazy to backspace and change... So we decided to go up to ARD through the side entrance that connects to SALT and SIM. Kelvin and elwin for some reason felt very high, extra and gay so they sprinted up the slope to SIM. Good job. The rest of us who walked slowly realised that there was a change in location and that the reunion dinner was to be held at SALT centre concourse (of course la, why else is there 15 tables). We lagged there and wondered if kelvin and elwin were dead or something till we saw them panting their way to us. *laughs at kelvin*
Great enough, he found a soccer ball and hid it under the stairwell. let the kampong soccer begin. We played a match, sec 2s vs sec 3, excitingly kampong. For once our squad drew even with the sec 3s although they were alot stronger, faster and skilled. We just needed teamwork, AKA "SQUAD FALL IN INFRONT OF THE GOAL. WATCH YOUR FRONT SADIA!" gg, sec 3 squad can't break our imba defence.
Me being fat and unable to run fast had to be pivot man (playmaker). boooring, but its the fate of a fat person. Fait accompli, fat for life. After getting a blister in my foot, the emcee came out and barked at us for us to go back to our seats for the reunion WAS ABOUT TO BEGIN. He probably thinks we'd take 40minutes to settle down. Oh, and damian, nice try trying to steal my lucky draw ticket.
*shit i'm getting tired and lazy, but i shall continue with this horribly long post*
Ah, and the lou hae started. we made a hell lot of mess out of it. We weren't lou heing, we were having a food fight. 10 minutes into the dinner and the table was messy shit. Amazingly, we didn't really get downed for that. I shall skip the small details for now... fat people are lazy and i dont wanna dye my hair white for free...
Oh, and our ex-NCO johnathan sir asked us to make a sexy concoction for him. We had to obey and we started "work". Nothing much, just a plate of sambal chilli, half a cup of sprite. some coke, some orange juice, some onions, some cinnamon from the lou hei, some mayo, some prawn shells, a fish eyeball and the left over sweet and sour sauce from our plate of chicken. Master piece completed. We chanted for him to drink. YES, DRINK IT. but we only expected a mouthful. He retardedly DRANK THE WHOLE FREAKING CUP OF SHIT. bravo. Johnathan sir, have fun vomitting this day.
In the end that seems so far from the end, i won $20 in the lucky draw. Lucky martin won a crumpler. Its the BIG black colour one la... sian. im jealous (just like fat people always are). Sure enough, those who won the biggest prizes paid the biggest prices. We didn't doo anything much, just stripped him.
WORST OF ALL, i need to pity cyril sir. The CIs and other seniors bonded him, carried him up, pulled his leg WIDE APART, and rammed his balls into the pillar. PIAK!肉酱. Sickening shit. It was fun, but not till we realised that a few parents saw what happened. Complaints on their way..
OH, and we dedicated "sha shou" to jiaming sir lol. We thought he'd be furious and nearly dedicated "gimme more" to him again la, but he seemed to love the idea, so we skipped it.
gee, i have so many things to OH about. Now i shall OH about song ken and elias. They were drawing on the table cloth. BAD CHOICE. When i got home after climbing over school gates and all teh shitty adventure, clement called. "who was drawing on the table cloth arh?" GG.
Sigh, what a fun day it was, but it had to end... tragically with arsenal losing 4 - 0 to manchester united in FA cup. Looks like it'll be a chelsea man u affair at wembley again.. gosh, its 1.20.. time to go back to hell with literature. ciao~