YES!
MWURHURHARHURHARHUR. VICTORY’S MIIINNEEE.
Finally. I’ll blog later.
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And I’m back again after half an hour. Drats, common test tomorrow. I don’t get that m = v/u thingy. Plus, focal point, big F. But there’s that other small ‘f’ which I have no idea what it represents. Oh damnit.
So.. Starting from the beginning:
Valentine’s Day
The day when dudes buy flowers for their girlfriends who will just let them rot, and buy expensive shit they’ll never use.
They’ve got events to expliot us on everything! On Christmas, to show that you share, you give presents. On Good Friday, you hail God more than usual. On Valentine’s Day, to show you love, you give expensive shit. On Chinese New Year, to show you’re not a kiasu auntie, you give hong baos.
No really, these events give you the pressure to act up.
Be mean to kiddies on Christmas, boom, you’re the grinch.
Join a cult group on Good Friday and they’ll stone you.
Valentine’s day, don’t give anything to your girlfriend = you’ll be dumped on Friday.
Stingi-ly give $2 to people on Chinese New Year and they’ll never visit you ever again.
Yah man, I was going to wind up as one of those bitter, single and love-less people who whine about how dumb Valentine’s Day is, anti-valentine. I still am though, gonna whine about how dumb it is. Hah.
It was like any other regular hot, sunny, boring day with the exception of some enthusiastic girls handing our candy and flowers and some lovesick dudes. Other than that, nah. Pretty normal.
I couldn’t really believe the trouble they took to buy candy and write notes and what not to people they’re not even close to. The occasion secretes so much cheesiness it’s a pain to celebrate it.
You don’t need an occasion to be obliged to do something, man. You should be doing it everyday, or well, no need for an occasion to do it if it meant so much to you.
The occasion seems corny by itself, with naked babies flying around blindly shooting arrows into people’s asses. And with people actually devoted celebrating it, ugh too cheesy for words.
Mm.. Cheese..
But what an unexpected turn it was. Out of the blue. Like Spongebob spewing out cows. I wasn’t expecting it to happen [No seriously, my face was "OMG" even while sleeping and bathing]
I can’t say I was upset. It’s always nice to receive good news. At least I didn’t wind up being a bitter, single and love-less whiner. Not yet.
Anyway, what a fatass turn it was. But still, VDay’s commercialised and overrated.
Plus, while you’re sitting alone somewhere on a sad little bench, just right next to you will be a hot guy presenting a diamond encrusted pigeon to his girlfriend. It only serves to make these sad people even sadder. And you know how sad it is to see sad people become sadder.
But hey, I got free food, who am I to complain.
My Birthday
Well as it turns out, several people are born on 16th February too.
I found out that the senior councillor who stands in front at the flag poles during assembly every morning shares the same birthday. Forgot his name.
Also, a senior happened to walk past to see the celebration and yay high-five, birthday girl too.
Plus, 2 random secondary 2 girls came up and wished me happy birthday, informing me that Steph had told them about my birthday and hey, one of the girls was celebrating her 14th birthday. Haha, cute.
Anyway, it was the best birthday I’ve ever celebrated. All thanks to Evonne, Fang Lynn, Julien, Aiyan, Rachel Bok and Paula. Damnit, you guys are fantastic.
They brought a cake box during recess. I was thinking, “Damn. Cool. I’m having cake.” Then Fang Lynn brought it over and “dropped” it and screamed! And I screamed too. Argh the cake is DESTROYED, life sucks.
But when I picked up the box and opened it, a cardboard popped out with big words, “Happy Birthday!” written on it, a chocolate bar from Rachel Bok and a note was inside too. Snort.
Then unexpectedly, they brought out another cake box. -_-’
I thought it was another prank cake box, but it looked heavier though.
Then they opened the box to reveal…
A homemade chocolate oreo cheesecake with a beeeg sugary heart
Oolala.
I was deeply touched man. They skipped geography elect lesson just to bake the cake and risk getting into trouble with Yeo Bee Ling, and baked into the night. Err, late afternoon.
It was so cool. The cake, I mean. It was huge and round and gooey with chocolate syrup all over, and one huge powdered sugar heart in the middle.
Plus, there were so many cracks in the cake that they coated it with loads of chocolate powder, syrup and the cracks coincidentally formed a heart shape, so they sprinkled powder sugar over it.
Couldn’t cut the cake because the cheese went all hard after being stored in the fridge.
So we each took a fork and just dug straight in. Aiyan was the most enthusiastic of all, she ate nearly one whole side of the cake. Haha, just exagerrating, but she ate a whole chunk. But the cake was so good, now my mom’s just eating it all up.
Hah, it reminds me of the time Dee, Eunice and I tried baking a cake for Lizard but it ended up tasting like cardboard. Switch around. Ah well. It’s the thought that counts man, not the quality. Use that as an excuse.
Okay. One huge breath:
Thank you Evonne, Fang Lynn, Julien, Aiyan, Paula, Rachel Bok, Edward, T.X, Eddie, Pecky, Lizard, Dee, Eunice, Yen, Kenneth, Shaun, Fiza, Stephanie, Jessie, Gerald, Afiq, Gary, Yong Quan, Wei Rong, Rachel Tang, Amalina, Alex and… Yah. Sorry if I left your name out.
Soo.. Yah people. Thanks.
The most surprising thing I’ve found out this week was that Eason listens to oldies too.
!!!!!!!111oneone. But then again, he listens to Macy Grey and Chicken Little songs as well.
And Sarah too. Listens to oldies, I mean, not Chicken Little. Damnit, so awesome.
Plus Yong Quan and I have similar drawing styles, all the goth-o stuff, except he’s better at it.
Hey, 3C’s getting better and better.
His drawings look flawless, as if he just used single strokes and conjured up a perfect picture. His stuff is flawless, really. He drew a flaming cross (I think) with the letters ‘HBK’ on it. I bet Shawn Michaels would love it if he saw. His drawings are beyond cool, they’re MEGAH KEWL.
All hail Yong Quan.
Now, back to physics.