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Group-Name Choosing

2009-01-14T23:07:00.000-08:00

Thursday, Janaury 15 09, 9.50a.m
RING!
That was the bell chiming, signalling the end of recess. Dude, I sooooooooooooo hate it when recess ends. I tore off the wanton with my teeth and shoved two at once into my mouth before dumping the bowl. I paced to the Bus Bay where we were suppose to assemble. There was already a crowd of my classmates at the Bus Bay. I hurried over. It was burning hot! Sweat trickled down. This was just one reason of the many reasons I have that I hate recess ending. I heard the P4 Level Manager keep barking like a dog before we could go to our class. Ah! I love the coolness. Did I mention I like the cool and cold instead of the hot and sunny? Well, not too cold though. Like when you feel the air conditioner on an early morning when there's no sun. It'll freeze ya'.

Thursday, 15 Janaury 09, 12.20p.m
Mr. Lee had told us to choose a name for our respective groups. "We could name it Mas Selamat Bin Kastari Headquarters." I joked, and burst into laughter with a few other boys in my group. "Let's name it Mr Lee." Yee Kiat, the monitor, suggested. Everyone voted yes, only Ong Ze Wei and me thought it was a bad idea. "Let's name it Mr. Lee then." Yee Kiat giggled. "The monitor decides the deciding vote." Jerriel, one of my group members, shrugged. Finally, everyone was told to name their groups. "Our group name is No Boys And Girls Allowed." the people of Group 1 giggled. Mr. Lee wrote the name on the board. There was a discussion between Group 2 when Kimberly Lim suddenly grinned, "Wild Dogs." Renee Li objected. "Wild Cats are better." she proposed her suggestion. In the end, Mr. Lee wrote Wild Dogs on the board. "What about your group?" Mr. Lee said to Group 3, my group. "Mr Lee." everyone giggled, as Mr. Lee wrote his own name on the board. "Wild Cats! Wild Cats!" the boys of Group 4 chanted, but the girls objected. "No. We want something better." they argued. "Well, who doesn't want Wild Cats?" Mr. Lee asked. No one raised their hand. "Then?" he raised a brow at Group 4. "We wanted to change it to Wild Dolphins, or Dolphins." Chloe Gan said, and I almost burst into a fit of laughter. Wild Cats remained, in the end. Well, that's all for group-name choosing. I was hoping more sucker names from others.

Supplementary and Bookgames

2009-01-13T00:23:00.000-08:00

Tuesday, 13 Janaury 09, 2.30p.m
"Nooooo!!! Don't hit me with that!!! I hate getting my shirt wet! Can't you hit me with something else other than a green tea bottle?!!!" I shouted, as Evangeline Tan chased me around the class with a bottle filled with green tea. I snatched my ruler and I slashed at Evangeline, but she blocked easily with her thick bottle. "Hahaaaa!!!" Evangeline laughed wickedly. Just then, the teach' came in and we scurried to our places. It was Chinese Supplementary, and it was compulsory. I was sitting next to a boy, Wong Qing Liang, and we became good friends. I was sketching out a bookgame. I had my own series of bookgames, Ninja Gaider, Ninja Gaider 2, Ninja Gaider Mech, Ninja Gaider: Battle For Middle Earth, and Ninja Gaider: The Return of Drakath. We were told to do a chinese composition. It was about a girl whose mum did all the housework and cooking, but one day she was sick, and the girl had to do everything by herself. I couldn't complete in an hour though, so I had to bring him to do. So much for the fast forward plan....

Regards from Hell,
Glenn

Another class, another boredom

2009-01-11T22:22:00.000-08:00

It's me again. *waves and hits you with broom* Well, let me describe what went on today.

Monday, 12 Janaury 09, 7:10am
I am gonna be soooooooo busted if I don't reach the shittin' School Hall by 7.10. Come to think of it, it's 7.10 now. Oh shit. But there were hundreds, no, thousands, no, millions, no, billions, no, thrillions of students rushing as fast as their feet could take them. So I guess it was okay. I tried running, but my foot ached and it hurt with every running step I took, so I stopped. As thrillions of students filled into the School Hall, I made my way to the 4 Excellence row. My teach', Mr. Lee, gave me a look. Dude, I knew I was late. I tried sitting. But there wasn't any space. "No space." I muttered. Mr. Lee told the class to move a little. Finally, I squeezed into the space. Almost squashed between one of my classmates and the door. Sigh.

Monday, 12 Janaury 09, 9.30a.m
"This again?" My friend Clement stared at the plate of Curry Chicken Rice I brought to the table. "Don't you ever get sick of eating this all the time?"
"Nope." I replied proudly. I could get a school record of eating Curry Chicken Rice every recess for a year and half.
Just then, the usual guys came to the table. Darrel, Jordan, Janan and Bronson crowded around us. "Eh, you're sitting beside a girly." Bronson laughed, and Janan quickly moved from the place he was sitting. Our table-sitting rules were strict: It wasn't wise to place a male to sit beside a female. Of course, the teach' didn't set up those rules. *chuckle*
Monday, 12 Janaury 09, 11.00am
"Turn to Chapter 2 on your Maths Textbook..."
I was bored to tears. I yawned and stared at the clock. Only an hour and fifty minutes more to freedom. 30 minutes more and Mr. Lee will leave. His English classes sucked, as he kept EXPLAINING everything and not WORKING everything. Now his Maths classes are starting to suck, too. Finally, after what seemed like a year, the Moral Education teach' came in. Her teaching was just as lousy. I adjusted my head a little. I was getting a terrible headache. In my bad mood, I yelled in frustration, "Wesley, your big head is blocking my view. I can't see what's on the board."
Wesley moved away his head, and I continued scribbling. As we handed up our books, I remembered. I am gonna be soooooooo busted if I didn't do my corrections. But again, I didn't know if I needed to. So I simply handed it up. Typical me.
I don't think there's the need to describe the last two lessons: Chinese. The simplest word you can use to describe it was: Boring.

New Year Resolutions

2009-01-05T01:13:00.000-08:00

New Year Resolutions

1. Improve on writing
2. Talk better to get out of tricky situations
3. Post often
4. Not using force to get out of situations
5. Follow class rules
6. Write often
7. Log on to Facebook often

First Day of School

2009-01-05T00:31:00.000-08:00

Friday, 2 Janaury 2009, 6:50am
I stepped into the school gate and breathed in the clean school air. It didn't feel that nice to be back in the 'Detested Learning Ground', but at least the air here didn't suck. I passed the familiar school canteen and past the Main Block of the school and passed the Basketball Court. I had been notified my class was on the 3rd floor on the Annex Block, Room 2. I stepped into the Annex Block and climbed the stairs to the 3rd floor. Room 2 was packed with students talking like parrots and lips moving as fast as a cheetah. I walked to an empty seat. Did I mention I LOVED empty seats? I hated sitting with anyone, especially noisy idiots. I could put my bag on the other seat as well instead of setting it on my chair along with me. It felt rather comfy. I scanned the class for people I knew. There was Ze Wei, Jessica, Chloe, Eunice, Bronson and Yee Kiat. This was going to be a looooong, and boring, year. Soon, the teach' came in. It was Mr. Lee, my last year Physical Education teach'. Did I mention teach' was a shortcut for teacher? Well, another thin guy who seems to take diets seven days a week appeared and he had to sit near me as there were no more seats. Shit.

Friday, 2 Janaury 2009, 9.50am
"Students in CL8, please proceed..."
I walked, my face giving away that I was as bored as I can be.
Finally, after the 'Bored Bending', next came the 'Table Tally'.
"Take these and copy the timetable I sticked there." Mr. Lee began passing out journals. Journals were the most boring book within the premises of Singapore.
I took my Journal and rushed to the particular wall space where the timetable was sticked. A whole lot of nerds were crowded 'round the timetable, scribbling the timetable out. I squeezed through them and when one of them barked at me not to block him, I ignored him. I scribbled the half the timetable for Monday out. Mr. Lee then ordered us to get back to our seats. My face was screwed up like "what the I haven't even copied the entire thing" and many students had the same face too. But we went back anyway.
Maybe next Monday on the 'Detested Learning Ground' would be better.

Written specially on Midnight,
BookGameMaster

MMV: Funny Happy Birthday Song

2008-12-25T00:38:00.001-08:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY! YOUR LIFE STILL ISN'T OVER!!! YOU DID NOT ACCOMPLISH MUCH BUT YOU DIDN'T DIE THIS YEAR I GUESS THAT'S GOOD ENOUGH

Maple Story: TheGuild vs. A Snail

2008-12-24T08:37:00.001-08:00

MMV Oops, I Farted Again

2008-12-24T08:36:00.001-08:00

MMV Shiny Teeth and Me

2008-12-24T08:35:00.001-08:00

First Post

2008-11-27T04:01:00.000-08:00

Woot! First post.
Nothin' much happening today, usual routine.
Runescapin', Runescapin', Runescapin'.
I will post more tomorrow. bb!