Oral

Obviously we all want to be Casanovas or Eunice Olsens (maybe not) for the oral exams.
Something smart like a smug mug while trying to impress them. Maybe some Sherlock Holmes deduction that goes a little like this:
Me, You (whatever): Oh a very grand afternoon dear teachers. Lovely weather isn't it? May I take a seat? Thank You. I can deduce that you have just went for a manicure at Nails Spa and used the Ripe Rose Red on your nails and you my fine, sir, have just gotten your very dear girlfriend a silver braclet form Soo Kee.
Examiners: Good Heavens! How did you ever know? Pray tell. (He must be some smart alec Sherlock!)
Examinee: Oh, elementary my dears.

Of course it doesen't work that way at all.
But you can have a go at it.

NDP

I think the cameramen at NDP had a really fun time this year. Messing up with everyone. I bet they have a game going on. The aim is to see how long they can get a image of a person/s up on the big screen and trying to keep it on for as long as possible without the person/s noticing and pointing/laughing/shielding away from/waving. But one of them had drastic results, during the singing of the national anthem.

24

So I didn't get killed yesterday. But it seems like MSN 'love' is very commonplace.
I got a shock when I lost the $50 i brought to school today went missing. Usually I carry an avergae of $2.35 to school a day. So $50 was like so fun. But really, it was supposed to be for physcis tution for Mr Tik later.
Anyway, when it first got missing, I really thought Shao, Ben and 'YO YO' Kyne took it. When they really started getting worried about whether I was going to strip search them, I had other suspects in mind. Nasrul was so obvious.

Anyway, at the end of the day, finally, eventually, in the long run, at the last lap, the eleventh hour, overall, in conclusion, the blue crisp face of Yusof Ishak some how landed back in my wallet. He was folded up in such a small space of the back pocket that I could have sworn he was kissing his own forehead in there. IS THIS ANYWAY WAY TO TREAT A LATE PRESIDENT?

I had physics tution with J. Tik. It was pretty ok. The Pepsi Ice he served was so ... crisp and something. It was like blue voldka running down your throat and running up your spine to your already throbbing head.

And from now on, there is no more GWOT but SAVE. Give you a clue, SAVE is ironic becuase the first letter of his key phrase now sound like he's drowning.

23

I'm starting out on a bad note here. A lot of people are so terribly bright and cheery in their blogs. So I'd thought I'd buck the 'feel-good' 'honey-funny' norm. You have been warned. Don't continue reading unless you really want to and (maybe) if you're a guy...

I wore my underwear the wrong side on today.

(Right now probablly Aizad and half the class is going "No wonder he was so testy today." And yes Aizad, thats' why it was itchy.)

So I really extend a sincere apology to people like Zhi Zhao, Roy (who probably won't even read this, so that's the point, something I give them, but they just won't actually get it from me) and Chris for being so testy today.
But it was really bad.
It was a pair of boxer shorts with a little button in the middle along the front seam downwards. That and the perpetual problem of getting them in a bunch is the worst underwear freak accident ever for a guy. So there.

And I saw Clement digging his nose after school, in his aunt's pinky-purplish Merc after school, while on the way to the vet (sick dogs go to thevet don't they?). If we were playing 'I-Spy' (I Spy with my little eye, something that starts with C and the sound is Cer) , I would have won like 13200 (which is also the amount of Swedish Kornor a wooden Scandinavian pen costs, 13200 SEK =S$2,844.92, must go check again!) points!

The Straits Times' SundayLife Section carried a NY Times article about a SMS relationship. Something along the lines of technology and how it manages to screw everything up for us. Although I don't have a handphone, I have my fair share of relationships that involve screens and keyboards(GASP!IS THIS TRUE?) Yes, MSN Messenger is the best and worst thing for me. There have been two such 'flings' and they have crashed. The thing is its mainly about two 'strangers' (very loose term here) that just try and act adult and all. But I'm always the kid that doesn't want to grow up too fast and the doubtful one that just screws everything up for myself! (like you didnt know that already, I mean, I cant even wear my underwear properly!)So to the two girls who probably blew me off, and probably don't read this anymore, no hard feelings right? You can take turns at trying to haunt me down a la I KNOW WHAT YOU DID LAST SUMMER . So the order of haunting is whoever was 'with' (so very loosely defined term again, and one I didnt think I'd use in this context) first gets to hound me with hate mail first. You two know who came first in line for the 'Ernest Koh- Most boring ride of your Life' Ride right?

The bottom line, literally and figuratively is: please don't use technology as a 'would you like to watch a movie together soon' or a 'i like you ;););)'message sender thing. Please don't ever do it. It could change your life or end it. A good example would be if you read the front page of the news tomorrow and see '16 year old boy killed yesterday' as the headlines.