-=| Bad luck comin on my way... |=-
Wed was the beginning of my bad luck… I was late 4 skool…onli till I’ve reached the gate, tats onli then did I noe tat I could actually make it… Mingsheng spoted me on the bridge… n I saw him close da gate… thinking I cannot make it, I went to cheers to look ard 4 sweets to kill time… felt so regretful tat I should juz cheong all the way to skool not caring wheather if I think I’ll be late or not…
B4 ne class even started Clare n Prici had a huge quarrel… A quarrel which actually caused the class to be quiet… Being back from MC, Paulene, was kinda caught in the middle n was tryin to stop them from goin on…=/ this really marks the unluckiness of the day…
The teachers ard were very evil n lotsa phrases had other meanings in between the lines… sumtimes I juz act blur to what they have to say… however in a Adventist skool, how can there be teachers who have such teachers ard… 0-o??
We had a bio lab practical to be done… n we had to work wif potatos n iodine…. N my shirt got stained by the iodine…=/
When I was usin the comp in the library… there came this Indian bangala… freak lo… came n kajiao me… then no mood to surf anymore…
Even better, to end the day… my eccentric dad started a argument wif me… I guess he is too bored in the security job… or maybe I got saca by factory workers or even his colleagues… he was akin me on how was I doin wif math… n he says tat he cannot understand y a normal person cannot score in math since it was so easy…(I guess he was tokin abt himself) … he was stereotyping me being a Chinese n China peepz… comparing them wif me…(if then, how come my english is better then a typical China born chinese? duh~ rite?)…everyone’s brain works differently n u cannot compare them like tat….n being a sore loser he said tat wadever I said was rubbish…. He juz wants to pick up a heated argument or wad?
Thursday was a lil better… I was damn late… I reach novena MRT at 745 n the gate would be closed by 750… run outta da train up the escalators n stuff, I even ran across the road instead of the bridge(I hope no one saw me…=/) luckily I didn’t die… n made it to skool…
It was national harmony day… n the chapel programme was 2 periods long…=/ damn boring… sing so many songs n tat mr Quek who thinks he can sing very well n is very enthu went to lead…. When the guitar plays, the into havn’t finish he start singing liao n his rhythm was really off… resulting us the back row not able to stand it… really lo buai tahan… the principal was in his Shanghai woven silk pao~… n toked crappy stories of his grandparents n link link link all the way to curfew in the old old days blah blah blah…. Didn’t really pay attention to wad he say…. Most people were sleeping liao….
During lab, we were workin wif potassium maganate….it’s a substance which stains stuff…. N it’s dark purple in colour… n my hand was stained by it….freak!......
Friday... sat the same train as yesterday... ran my guts out to reach skool.... n i didn't cross the road... by the time i entered the gate... i was like half dead...
2day oso have math test on the first period.... i didn't noe abt it...arggh.... n there was a "Short" prefect meeting after assembly.... u have guessed it.... not enough time 4 test....=/
today shouldn't have much "unclean" stuff happening... as i finish early... i hope there wouldn't be much stuff like tat happening...
It's very "xie men" (unlucky happenings comin in a row)... i dunno wad to do....
B!0
Name : Joel Xiang Desheng P3RS0N@L!TY
Personality : Flamboyant T@g W!SH3S 3M@!l CURR3NT M00D W3@TH3R F00T PR!NTS !N 3 S@nd R@D!0 ST@T!0NS P@ST R3CORDS L!NKS
DOB : 19th May 1988
Age : 19+
Height : 1.73++m
Weight : Abt 60kg
Zodiac : Dragon
Horroscope : Taurus
Fav Sports : Breathing exercises on the bed every night(snore)
Fav colour : Blue, silver, black
Fav things : Vintage looking stuff...
Hates : People who commands me to do anything
Worst habits : Talking back, bitching...
Best Habits : Obeys house rules
How do u relax : Bitching, complaining, vibrate my ear drums with sound waves from my disc man
One thing tat no one noes abt? : i'm Sentimental...
Three words 2 describe me : Rude Noisy Freak
One liner tat i'm most proud of : Being kind to your enemy means to be cruel to yourself
Moto in life : Look 4 a goal n strife hard
