Dead Finger Talks
I think I am blogging at school for the first time ever? Actually that's the only sentence I typed while in school. Then after that I just played Hangaroo co-op with Chilli and Vincent. The highest score we had was 4 wins in a row. Yeah, it was pretty tough. Phil helped out occasionally, while Mike shot us a stupid answer. On purpose or not, I don't care. So long as he had acted like Ranjeet from Mind You Language, I got mad I guess. How could he have not understood the gist of the question!? I was asking for Brunei's CAPITAL CITY, and he answered "Brunei Darulsalam". ○|￣|＿ ... ORZZZZZ!
I will be moving on to the second half of our field trip! Many exciting things happened! Dawn saw Victoria Beckham! I prefer Melanie Brown! I don't really like David Beckham! The speech man has a disturbing protrusion on his arm! Is Dawn a dumbass!? My iPhone's camera isn't very helpful with long-range shots! Daryl finally flapped his wings and flew! The cage nettings are so irritating
when snapping the beasties! There's a dead spider in the vending machine!? Nadia took away my coins!? I forgot to take a picture at the fountain-like structure near the entrance!? But I took one already eons ago! My red bean bun was squashed! Agnes enterred a dirty toilet! Chilli was angry I didn't take a photo of him!
Jocelyn likes posing Ah Lian-style!? Mike got stuck between a pillar and a stone seating!? OhmaigawdNOES! Is the trip heralding the world's end!? We are going to find out!
First off, I sat through a long journey from Borneo Springs while listening to 2C's people exchanging words. I guess they're a fun lot, compared to
2D which (IMHO) is comprised of mainly cold and steely people. Well, I did say that it's in my honest opinion. To me. And yeah, I do know a bunch of warm 2D people. But quite a lot of them treat me like an alien. So yeah, I'm not particularly fond of them. 2B and 2C are okay, mainly because I at least know a small number of people in the two respective classes. According to my dear class monitor, the teachers see 2D as the most well-behaved class. I don't think the cold and steely 2D people are reading my blog since I am too low-classed for their tastes, so I'll just type on. I can't say I exactly agree with the teachers. And I bet Ms Lim doesn't too. IIRC, no one in our class got called down into Mr Ling's office before. We also don't have any delinquents or even ex-delinquents. I mean, seriously, I ain't the only person agreeing on this matter. But I guess we just don't really stand out and we lack geniuses who can win so many contests and competitions that even I lost count. I feel pressured for no reason just being around the royalties of 2D. Well, I never really liked the popular people. I prefer socializing with the common folk.
*looks right* *looks left* Genius, I detest your stupid stare. I love Radiata Stories' Genius Weissheit and Tales of Symphonia's Genis, but not you, freaky bastard. I am so fed up with your I'm-so-fabulous-&-you're-not stare. I think we will be enemies if you go on like the way you are now.
So, let's resume with the main thing we have here, shall we? Anyways, our second (and last) destination was Matang Wildlife Center. It was my second time there and the experience jogged my memory of my first visit quite well. I tricked Dawn into believing that Victoria Beckham was there. She got pissed, the poor thing. So we started off with a long-winded briefing from one of the staff members. I felt irritated as Cammy didn't correct
his many flaws in English when he commits his supa-dupa strict and unreasonable corrections on us, poor innocent adolescents. I also pointed out a disturbing growth on the guy's forearm to Dawn and Seba ... which disgusted Seba till the point that he just has to take a picture of it. After the briefing (tell me if it was brief), we need to forsake our belongings at the mini-museum before heading off into the wild but I took my bottle and phone with me
nevertheless. Turned out I didn't drink at all. But whatever. Anyways, the trail was very insecure with one-sided railings and slippery footing. Coupled with my acrophobia, the intense humidity and constant warnings of potential leech assaults, yeah, it was a heck of a walk. I didn't even bother to stop to take nature pics. Me wearing shorts was quite a good thing as it would've been stuffy with trousers, or jeans (especially the latter). Maximum body ventilation is essential in damp rainforests. We saw quite a few animals, but for most parts of the trail we were focusing
more on not slipping rather than observing the mediocre number of fauna showcased. The only animal that we can see with ease without having to squint through the cages' cross-nettings was Doris, the orangutan as it was in an open-air confinement and we got a bird's-eye view of it. It was huge, and its visage was horribly grotesque. Next Phil and I had an exchange of name-calling to make sure the other incurs more of nature's grudge. Also, I saw the animal which I (randomly) did a research on for Science earlier this year - the leopard cat! Aww, it was a cute thing. Next to it was a dormant python, which was dull since I wanted to see it active. Daryl didn't actually fly (what did you expect?). He's no Harvey Birdman. He's a BimboLover who basically fell down the makeshift staircase in the jungle trail. After that Seba played cameraman for 2A group jumps. Fun, I guess, but I doubt he snapped my whole body since I was at the back.
Later we got back to the museum and everyone was trying to get their hands on a canned drink from the sole vending machine. I got a Grass Jelly drink. It had a dead spider on it. Anyways, I just nonchalantly washed it off and headed into the museum expecting a blast of air-conditioning. It wasn't exactly a blast, but sufficient I suppose. My sole comment: Years have passed yet nothing new? After that we just headed back even though our trip was estimated to last till 1 p.m., and only when I passed the fountain thingy then I remembered to take a picture there. Oh well, I doubt anyone else got the chance to do so anyway. After that, we took roughly 1 full hour to reach school. Home sweet home!
School was practically quiet and empty when we got back. I headed to class instead of the canteen to eat and I practiced throwing an empty plastic bottle at the clock which resulted in its destruction after being thrown at twice. Hey, it's not my fault. The thing itself has too low an endurance! Actually, yeah, it's my fault. The class was empty, so yeah, I went into another chain of deep thoughts and then headed downstairs to confirm something. After some investigation, turned out my idol really hasn't been coming to work these few days. Whoa, what a doting husband/father. I wonder if other (female) teachers' husbands go on leave with them too during their maternity leave period? It's rare I guess. I took a test on what is my conception of a perfect wife later. The result was "A perfect wife is someone who doesn't need anyone to make her happy, but needs you to make her feel complete." I guess I answered honestly? Taking up on Ms Siti's indirect advice, I guess I'll be hunting down books for charisma and fitness-building. IMO, to have your spouse's utmost confidence, charisma is quintessential. I don't want to retain the cowardly-character and be my wife's burden, truthfully speaking. Fine, I guess I'll just jump into water next time my instructor asks me to. If I can overcome that, I guess I can see myself as taking another step up the bravery chart? I prefer to be my future family's guardian instead of my future wife,
thank you very much. A real man has to have honor. And my idol does. So since I am setting him as a goal, I need to be able to achieve that level of charisma as Ms Siti said he does. I don't think I'll get the tattoos though Seba. That's just a tad bit too much. The coming holidays is the optimum period to stack up on both said aspects. Ganbatte, Wiru-kun! So, later we went to the Lecture Theater for movie-viewing (Amazing Grace). But then the Form 1s just have to barge in, and then waste my time (I
don't think the rest of my classmates care, since they've never really delved into the matter of death so I guess time is nothing for them, yet) watching the first 10 minutes of the movie. Okay. So it's just 10 minutes. Right, calm down, take a deep breath, relax. We are watching Get Smart! Yay! It's so fantastic! I nearly died watching that annoyingly lame flick! It tried to be funny but turned out to be an epic fail. The plot was immensely cliched I really wanted to just sleep through the last two periods. And once again, we did not finish watching. This morning too. We were watching Nobody Knows (JPN) with 2C. All of a sudden the lights just turned on and my classmates were already fluttering out. I can't take this anymore. Hey, I'm just so sick of teens' impatience and their mere craving for action filled flicks with all the boom and the kabam and the krakaboom and the blast and the sex scenes and pregnancy of music. They don't even try to watch the movie and yet they try to comment on the movie by saying it's lame, boring, dull, plotwise-lacking when they don't know nothing. So, just because of your selfish personal tastes I am supposed to waste my time watching movies halfway-through!? I feel like beating the crap out of everyone. Amazing Grace is better than Get Smart. Even Johnny knows that. A tearfest is better than a failed clown. Hola, teens, Nobody Knows is an award-winning movie based on a true story. The kids got abandoned by their mother, the youngest died, the rest were malnutritioned. The real story is far worse. The eldest brought two friends back. One of them beat the youngest to death. In the movie, the youngest (I think it was Yuki or Shigeru) died of an accidental fall. Great, made me waste more time to download the movie and read through the real incident. Teens are impatient. Inconsiderate. Insensitive. Selfish. All four of these remarks exclude those who also thought they were better off not watching at all if the movie's going to be stopped halfway-through. If you think a movie has no plot, then you have NIL experience with movies because there is no movie without plot. As one given drama education before, I will just say that every drama/movie has Plot, Setting and Characters. It's all so basic I went orz. Wait till the movie picks up will you? For once we're actually not watching a
comedy/horror/action movie! I was so glad we got to watch a slice of life flick instead. And yet people
thought their rich posh lives were much more interesting than poor kids who have to defend themselves.
Wait for the movie to effin' pick up, pros. No one forced you all to watch. Just leave the scene in the first place. FYI, yeah it really got on my nerves by a lot, seriously.
I will be moving on to the second half of our field trip! Many exciting things happened! Dawn saw Victoria Beckham! I prefer Melanie Brown! I don't really like David Beckham! The speech man has a disturbing protrusion on his arm! Is Dawn a dumbass!? My iPhone's camera isn't very helpful with long-range shots! Daryl finally flapped his wings and flew! The cage nettings are so irritating
when snapping the beasties! There's a dead spider in the vending machine!? Nadia took away my coins!? I forgot to take a picture at the fountain-like structure near the entrance!? But I took one already eons ago! My red bean bun was squashed! Agnes enterred a dirty toilet! Chilli was angry I didn't take a photo of him!
Jocelyn likes posing Ah Lian-style!? Mike got stuck between a pillar and a stone seating!? OhmaigawdNOES! Is the trip heralding the world's end!? We are going to find out!
First off, I sat through a long journey from Borneo Springs while listening to 2C's people exchanging words. I guess they're a fun lot, compared to
2D which (IMHO) is comprised of mainly cold and steely people. Well, I did say that it's in my honest opinion. To me. And yeah, I do know a bunch of warm 2D people. But quite a lot of them treat me like an alien. So yeah, I'm not particularly fond of them. 2B and 2C are okay, mainly because I at least know a small number of people in the two respective classes. According to my dear class monitor, the teachers see 2D as the most well-behaved class. I don't think the cold and steely 2D people are reading my blog since I am too low-classed for their tastes, so I'll just type on. I can't say I exactly agree with the teachers. And I bet Ms Lim doesn't too. IIRC, no one in our class got called down into Mr Ling's office before. We also don't have any delinquents or even ex-delinquents. I mean, seriously, I ain't the only person agreeing on this matter. But I guess we just don't really stand out and we lack geniuses who can win so many contests and competitions that even I lost count. I feel pressured for no reason just being around the royalties of 2D. Well, I never really liked the popular people. I prefer socializing with the common folk.
*looks right* *looks left* Genius, I detest your stupid stare. I love Radiata Stories' Genius Weissheit and Tales of Symphonia's Genis, but not you, freaky bastard. I am so fed up with your I'm-so-fabulous-&-you're-not stare. I think we will be enemies if you go on like the way you are now.
So, let's resume with the main thing we have here, shall we? Anyways, our second (and last) destination was Matang Wildlife Center. It was my second time there and the experience jogged my memory of my first visit quite well. I tricked Dawn into believing that Victoria Beckham was there. She got pissed, the poor thing. So we started off with a long-winded briefing from one of the staff members. I felt irritated as Cammy didn't correct
his many flaws in English when he commits his supa-dupa strict and unreasonable corrections on us, poor innocent adolescents. I also pointed out a disturbing growth on the guy's forearm to Dawn and Seba ... which disgusted Seba till the point that he just has to take a picture of it. After the briefing (tell me if it was brief), we need to forsake our belongings at the mini-museum before heading off into the wild but I took my bottle and phone with me
nevertheless. Turned out I didn't drink at all. But whatever. Anyways, the trail was very insecure with one-sided railings and slippery footing. Coupled with my acrophobia, the intense humidity and constant warnings of potential leech assaults, yeah, it was a heck of a walk. I didn't even bother to stop to take nature pics. Me wearing shorts was quite a good thing as it would've been stuffy with trousers, or jeans (especially the latter). Maximum body ventilation is essential in damp rainforests. We saw quite a few animals, but for most parts of the trail we were focusing
more on not slipping rather than observing the mediocre number of fauna showcased. The only animal that we can see with ease without having to squint through the cages' cross-nettings was Doris, the orangutan as it was in an open-air confinement and we got a bird's-eye view of it. It was huge, and its visage was horribly grotesque. Next Phil and I had an exchange of name-calling to make sure the other incurs more of nature's grudge. Also, I saw the animal which I (randomly) did a research on for Science earlier this year - the leopard cat! Aww, it was a cute thing. Next to it was a dormant python, which was dull since I wanted to see it active. Daryl didn't actually fly (what did you expect?). He's no Harvey Birdman. He's a BimboLover who basically fell down the makeshift staircase in the jungle trail. After that Seba played cameraman for 2A group jumps. Fun, I guess, but I doubt he snapped my whole body since I was at the back.
Later we got back to the museum and everyone was trying to get their hands on a canned drink from the sole vending machine. I got a Grass Jelly drink. It had a dead spider on it. Anyways, I just nonchalantly washed it off and headed into the museum expecting a blast of air-conditioning. It wasn't exactly a blast, but sufficient I suppose. My sole comment: Years have passed yet nothing new? After that we just headed back even though our trip was estimated to last till 1 p.m., and only when I passed the fountain thingy then I remembered to take a picture there. Oh well, I doubt anyone else got the chance to do so anyway. After that, we took roughly 1 full hour to reach school. Home sweet home!
School was practically quiet and empty when we got back. I headed to class instead of the canteen to eat and I practiced throwing an empty plastic bottle at the clock which resulted in its destruction after being thrown at twice. Hey, it's not my fault. The thing itself has too low an endurance! Actually, yeah, it's my fault. The class was empty, so yeah, I went into another chain of deep thoughts and then headed downstairs to confirm something. After some investigation, turned out my idol really hasn't been coming to work these few days. Whoa, what a doting husband/father. I wonder if other (female) teachers' husbands go on leave with them too during their maternity leave period? It's rare I guess. I took a test on what is my conception of a perfect wife later. The result was "A perfect wife is someone who doesn't need anyone to make her happy, but needs you to make her feel complete." I guess I answered honestly? Taking up on Ms Siti's indirect advice, I guess I'll be hunting down books for charisma and fitness-building. IMO, to have your spouse's utmost confidence, charisma is quintessential. I don't want to retain the cowardly-character and be my wife's burden, truthfully speaking. Fine, I guess I'll just jump into water next time my instructor asks me to. If I can overcome that, I guess I can see myself as taking another step up the bravery chart? I prefer to be my future family's guardian instead of my future wife,
thank you very much. A real man has to have honor. And my idol does. So since I am setting him as a goal, I need to be able to achieve that level of charisma as Ms Siti said he does. I don't think I'll get the tattoos though Seba. That's just a tad bit too much. The coming holidays is the optimum period to stack up on both said aspects. Ganbatte, Wiru-kun! So, later we went to the Lecture Theater for movie-viewing (Amazing Grace). But then the Form 1s just have to barge in, and then waste my time (I
don't think the rest of my classmates care, since they've never really delved into the matter of death so I guess time is nothing for them, yet) watching the first 10 minutes of the movie. Okay. So it's just 10 minutes. Right, calm down, take a deep breath, relax. We are watching Get Smart! Yay! It's so fantastic! I nearly died watching that annoyingly lame flick! It tried to be funny but turned out to be an epic fail. The plot was immensely cliched I really wanted to just sleep through the last two periods. And once again, we did not finish watching. This morning too. We were watching Nobody Knows (JPN) with 2C. All of a sudden the lights just turned on and my classmates were already fluttering out. I can't take this anymore. Hey, I'm just so sick of teens' impatience and their mere craving for action filled flicks with all the boom and the kabam and the krakaboom and the blast and the sex scenes and pregnancy of music. They don't even try to watch the movie and yet they try to comment on the movie by saying it's lame, boring, dull, plotwise-lacking when they don't know nothing. So, just because of your selfish personal tastes I am supposed to waste my time watching movies halfway-through!? I feel like beating the crap out of everyone. Amazing Grace is better than Get Smart. Even Johnny knows that. A tearfest is better than a failed clown. Hola, teens, Nobody Knows is an award-winning movie based on a true story. The kids got abandoned by their mother, the youngest died, the rest were malnutritioned. The real story is far worse. The eldest brought two friends back. One of them beat the youngest to death. In the movie, the youngest (I think it was Yuki or Shigeru) died of an accidental fall. Great, made me waste more time to download the movie and read through the real incident. Teens are impatient. Inconsiderate. Insensitive. Selfish. All four of these remarks exclude those who also thought they were better off not watching at all if the movie's going to be stopped halfway-through. If you think a movie has no plot, then you have NIL experience with movies because there is no movie without plot. As one given drama education before, I will just say that every drama/movie has Plot, Setting and Characters. It's all so basic I went orz. Wait till the movie picks up will you? For once we're actually not watching a
comedy/horror/action movie! I was so glad we got to watch a slice of life flick instead. And yet people
thought their rich posh lives were much more interesting than poor kids who have to defend themselves.
Wait for the movie to effin' pick up, pros. No one forced you all to watch. Just leave the scene in the first place. FYI, yeah it really got on my nerves by a lot, seriously.