Thursday, August 21, 2008
Having been posted to the Higher Chinese Remedial for Sabbaticals, I can't help but think that my chinese has indeed improved. [With the combined effort of the teachers and my peers(yes, jonjay and houshun).] I am tempted to type the rest of this post in Chinese, but somehow restrained my finger muscles from doing so to prevent any unnecessary misunderstanding.
The incoming Physics test has not spurred me to work harder, but instead I am very contented with watching the Olympics (in Chinese) and eating chips, growing fat.
I AM CHINESE AFTER ALL.
P.S This post was completed in 2 minutes. Crap, all crap.
Posted by Stitch at 8:35 AM
Monday, August 18, 2008
Finally, after 48 long years, an Olympic medal.
And with style we've achieved it.
We lost 3-0 to China. Not a very bad result considering the fact that all our players hail from Mother Cheena. Spending the rest of this week attempting to improve my already pathetic Chinese is not going to help much, other than the fact that I get to spend time making Jonjay horny. And his fetish for US gymnasts continues, stronger than ever with the addition of Keeley Hazell. XP
Lee Hsien Long wants us to get married and have children. Seriously, remove the age limit for copulation and I bet Hou Shun and Jonjay will give you plenty.
Change we CAN believe in.
Posted by Stitch at 6:06 AM
Thursday, August 14, 2008
4J owns. Like really.
Which class could prepare a surprise party for Mr Png in 10 minutes?
Which whiteboard has a Medal Tally for the Olympics and a Shitlist?
Which class can niao a certain particular Physics teacher without her even knowing?
Which class has a notice board nicer than ours?
Which class can say that a random soccer ball from hell knows where is ours?
Which back of the classroom is a sports complex?
Which class has poseurs, voyeurs, sharks, liu xiang, jonjay etc.?
I tell you the answer
4J!
Seriously, say you love us.
If not, just shoot yourself.
P.S JONJAY AND I LOVE SACRAMONE AND JOHNSON!<3
Posted by Stitch at 6:52 AM
Monday, August 11, 2008
Maybe it's because I'm thinking too much.
I think China messed with the uneven bars, like seriously.
5 gymnasts screwed up in a span of half an hour.
Too much of a coincidence?
Posted by Stitch at 8:23 AM
Returning with my very second post!
With the impending viola exam, I find the idea of slacking very hard to resist. With IHC test also in less than 24 hours, I've decided to embrace my laptop and say wula to the virtual team of players I'm managing in FM.
Posted by Stitch at 6:16 AM
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Well I guess I made it.
I'm finally blogging again just like a particular politician in KL is doing IT again.
This blog is for all who love math and Mr Png but still fail.
If you happen to be here, feel free to tag. (Or face the curse of a pimple outbreak) P.S I'm a human rights activist.
A towering figure, black as the Sinhalese in my class, is our new champion. Nope, Olympic Fever's not getting into me. He is the unbondable, we call him Chen Xing. Thrice, muscular hunks from NCC and various EP3s tried to bring him down and free him from his clothings. Thrice, he refused and thrice he defeated all the brave warriors like they were ants. What can I do? I guess I'll just lick my wounds like the cat which resembles my love, Jonas and his mum.
Posted by Stitch at 6:15 AM