Just Jie Yang now.

I want my freaking chucks. Converse was having a pre-renovation sale, and as usual, “everything has to go”, but the nice salesman told me very bluntly that there was simply no other design other than those on display. Oh well, I looked around with my dad. None. I saw my brother’s model, and they don’t have my size. Amazing. I asked them where could I get the green lined design I saw and loved the last time I went to converse, and well, they told me to go to other shops.

What good service.

My dad then took me to Swensens, where I got a voucher for free pasta. Any pasta. Naturally, I picked the damn expensive and the damn nice, Crayfish Pasta ^.^

This was how it piled up after a $2 additional pasta.

This was the pasta, after seconds of arriving at the table.

Haha, it was a great plate of pasta. Great satisfaction, highly rewarding after a stupid, ruin-your-day, physics test.

Hm. I have to go mug Chinese now. T.T

Victor, this is the guest post for your blog. The seventh blog killer. In collaboration with crazyhamster.net ’s Blog Killers, I shall be posting about how Cam-Whoring can kill your blog. Sadly, the model is me.

The first sin. You as the model. The sole face in the photo, and you are not a Men’s Health model, nor an FHM girl. You should know if you’re not. Girls will flock to you, or guys will drool when you pass by.

Example of a stupid photo.

Yesh. As you can see, the above pic is sadly, neither too aesthetically pleasing, nor is the content of the photo very interesting. If you are thick, it simply means that don’t post photos of an ugly you, nor a boring photo which will cause people to click a link to another site as soon as possible.

Always include other people, whom have large social bearing and thus would be less prone to criticism. It also draws attention away from the ugly face.

The second sin. Including many pictures of yourself. Such as those above. Never ever do that. And all with your face taking the centre stage.

Example of suicidal ego-ing.

You would get flamed for over exposure of your face. Same rule. Unless your Mr or Miss World, please, don’t do such a thing.

Third Sin. Add dumb, bimbotic captions. It helps to make people laugh at your stupidity, and it can be a real ice-breaker when people you meet at new events recognize you by your beautiful face.

I am however, unable to add bimbotic comments to my photos, it is not within my intelligence quotient to do so.

Remember these three deadly sins. And be sure never to commit them, or your blog stats will errr, be like Zhi Yang’s blog when he’s on a hiatus.

Damn, now I’m like totally ashamed of myself. Thanks Victor.

I feel extra motivated to follow the council’s instructions, so I marked on my leg a six inch line (sorry it got erased when I kept scratching my leg during Chinese), and proceeded to wear my quarter socks as high as that line. Thank god the socks’ lining ripped before I wore them. They could barely reach that line, and my toes were cramped up by the end of Math lesson.

I think today’s test results were totally sucky. You couldn’t imagine what crap I got. I got an A1 overall for Chinese, but I had forgotten to do a five mark question for the comprehension, leaving me with a utterly stupid score of 28/40. Cool. Chiu refused to hear any of my brilliant excuses. This was followed by math, which I got B3 again. Last two tests both B3. Loving it. It was B4 at first, but she calculated wrongly, and she added marks to one question, raising my grade to a fabulous B3. Sigh.

 Then came my wonderful English. I just had to score. It’s the only subject I had faith in.

 I got 24/40!

Hee. Did the victory dance, then I saw the comments, which said my arguments were somewhat unclear due to my convoluted English. Didn’t really care, cause Mrs. Lee said Qn. 5 was a killer question, and doing that question was suicide. I was like yelling “Ay!” But she dao me. Love her to bits. 24, yo! Can you take the heat? xD Quinn got 15 and Shao got 18. Hadn’t heard of other suicidal cases.

But my cheap thrill was kinda cut short when my SRQ came back. Heh, I got 12/20. 2 more marks to total A1 leh. T.T Now I’m stuck with stupid in-the-middle A2. But I must be grateful to Heaven. It was raining like crazy during the three periods where I got back my results. I think the old man up there was crying for the lack of intellect by my teachers for giving me such poor marks.

Anyway, here’s a wonderful excerpt of conversation (monologue actually) during Physics lesson.

Form Teacher = FT

FT: Err class, you know arh you may take this as good news, or bad news.

Class: -Murmur Murmur- What the fcuk you talking about?

FT: you may take this as good news, or bad news. (repeats herself unconsciously. I call this the Cro-magnon Man syndrome.)

FT: You may have lessons during Monday. You come to school same time aas today, in school uniform, then you go for phy lessons from 8 to 10.

Class: -Murmur Murmur- FUCK LAH

FT: Then horh, you have don’t know don’t know lesson to don’t know don’t know what time, then you have don’t know don’t know what lesson to don’t know don’t know what time….

jieyang: You everything also don’t know than how we know.

FT: I don’t care lah, so long you may have physics lesson till 10, then you have physics test too. (jieyang: siao. super cool) then horh, this Thurs, you tell chiu lao shi release you earlier (wow, if I can do that, I must have the license to kill), then you go lab to take your test. Cannot be late horh.

jieyang: Go lab for what?

FT: (DAO) might be a bit cold, so you all don’t mind right?

Class: We mind…

FT: Then I come to class lah… I tell Chiu release 5 minutes earlier.

If she can do that, I will salute her. I bet you my dear Chinese teacher will display what is affectionately known as a “battle of wills” with my FT/Physics teacher. Never mind, I only know that I go into standby mode during Chinese lesson, and blink-blink mode during Physics lesson. Not much of a transition in terms of mood.

Apparently, my beloved student’s council has made another attempt at engaging the student population to accomplish their noble goals of making the school a more wonderful place to study in, a more conducive place to hone our young minds and gain more treasure troves of knowledge.

 This is what they have posted on the message board. Do read with utter seriousness.

Dear students,

It has been noted that recently, students have not been following

the school's regulations regarding socks and shoes. Thus, here is a

friendly reminder regarding the regulations for socks and shoes in

this school:  All shoes should be at least 70% black, blue or white

while all socks must cover the ankle and should preferably be six

inches above the heel. These rules are a privilege and might be

taken away if not adhered to. As such, the council hopes the school

would adhere to this rules and take them more seriously to prevent

this scenario from ever happening.

Yours sincerely,

34th High School Students' Council

Yup.

Six inches above the heel. If you do not know where that is, it’s about an inch or two above the ankle. I don’t know about you, but I try my best to wear my socks at the ankle, not below the ankle. I think that’s perfectly fine. But an inch or two more, and boy, I’m glad I’m wearing long pants this year.

Anyway, did you notice the wonderful usage of the English Language? “These rules are a privilege and might be taken away if not adhered too.” Please, do take them away, as my clever friend Yun Heng pointed out on MSN, it would be much better if there were no rules and we could all wear ankle socks.

So please, do not adhere to the rules.

And on another note, I think my skin is like oblivious to the fact that I wash it once every three weeks, it just goes back to normal (before it was washed). Shan’t comment on my hair.

I just cut my hair.

 At Wee Kian’s hairdresser.

 And I feel FREAKING GOOD!

Hahaha it’s like when I have the long hair, everything just sucks, your hair flops, you can’t concentrate cause you’re always thinking how ugly/much uglier you look like. I think Weeki’s hairdresser is a good change from my regular, especially when I’ve been there since three months old. I like my hair now, it’s cut by a scalpel that looks like a butter knife, but who cares, she’s super skilled. Weekian say I look like Ryuk (the Shinigami in Deathnote). Heh, I supposed that’s a compliment from a total anime buff who gets angry when I happen to insult any character.

Damn, I forgot to get her address and number so I can go there the next time. Hee ^.^

I totally suck at drums, my legs aren’t listening, my large size 13 feet keep getting in the way, and my right hand totally sucks. I think the drums are cursed, I can do it back at my seat, go to the drums and I screw up fabulously.

Hmph.

Anyway, there’s a second blogging competition coming up, the prizes are 2 Macbooks and 2 Nokia N90 Communicators, both which have lots of value. I am so gonna win that freaking prize. I want the MacBook to go with my (future) Ipod.

Sorry Victor, PSP is, as William says, good only when you don’t have it, and have the desire to play.

Gonna shower now, have to wash the gel off before it streaks down my face in my sweat.

And I shall wash my face for the first time in 3 weeks. =P