Terrorism in Singapore.
I really can't discern much between faces which aren't Chinese. It's weird innit? I mean, you can think that all Chinese people look different, but when you're asked to identify a certain black person, you grow stupid.
So is there much of a point in putting up the picture of the escaped JI leader? I don't have a picture of him to show you, but I think my English should be enough to wow you over into thinking that I'm actually just a genius when I'm godlike.
Man, I'm so fucking intelligent.
Anyway, the link to the alleged terrorist is
here.
Enjoy.
And I didn't manage to read the newspapers in peace. I was filled with anger and frustration over why my henchman did not attack the schools in Bukit Timah. It'd be fun if the entire Sec4 level of SCGS gets wiped out, and we'd have a higher chance to advance towards the better end of the 'bell-shaped curve'.
Of course, Jian Zhong would cry and all, but it's all for the greater good innit?
I wouldn't mind if _______(fill in asinine symbol of any random school in Bukit Timah) get's attacked. I mean, I don't have friends in schools in that region, and I hate the whole lot of them for being in schools within that region. I don't like that place, and people living in that place should be killed.
Oh wait, that was mean: I don't have any friends.
And we randomly taupok-ed people in class. It's damn fucking random. Seriously. It's randomness in its saturated form.
There are videos taken, pictures snapped, groins crushed, metal buttons torn, bruises here and there...I love 4-7.
We have 5minute breaks in-between each period (no, not the 28days/1oscillation/1hertz/...what else?), and we sorta filled them up with taupoks at random intervals.
And the paper airplane folding and throwing is getting more and more popular. Or at least the throwing. I fold, they throw =.=
And the game is to get it stuck on the revolving fan. It'd slow down the fan, and...yea it's gonna be loadsa fun. But it won't be funny if you get caught by your form teacher, who already knows that you're a lazy bum.
I was called that, and it's quite hard not to blush. I mean, it's rather much of a reflex that my blood vessels in my face dilates and goes closer to the skin, right? It's not my fault that my face turned 'as red as a beetroot'.
I seriously think my mother badmouthed me when Mrs Yap called. I have a feeling that the 'He's bright, but he's damn lazy' came from my mother. Except that it was an understatement: I'm extremely intelligent, but extremely lazy.
Even the phrase 'extremely intelligent' falls short on describing my brain powers, but it's damn hard to describe and there's no point since you people would die upon feeling my radioactive brain cells.
Back to the point.
I seriously think my mother complained to Mrs. Yap about my laziness. Rawr.
And we have to set up revision timetables for the March holidays, and we have to get to class at 6.45AM to start studying for one hour, we have to do a lot of shit.
Sian. I hate timetables. Makes me feel like I'm in some army camp.
And this is to you, Nik, if you read this. I don't know what got to you today, but whatever it is, don't cave in to stress. I'm sure the school counsellors would do a much better job cheering you up and teaching you how to relieve your stress, and that I'm not exactly damn close to you, but I hope you don't crack up.
Many people care. I mean, just look around the people in our class with blogs. Like a lot of them care lah. Don't die thinking that no one cares. Better still, don't die.
UPDATE: I deleted certain stuff here. I don't know, but I won't regret any decisions made. After all, this is my own fucking blog and I choose what to be posted and what not to. I chose to take down certain stuff to save a friendship. I don't want posts made here sour my friendships with anyone. If any of my friends feel hurt over certain stuff I blogged about, feel free to tell me. It's no big deal. Sometimes I need a bit of tapping, and my senses would come back in place.
But still.
If I'm a clown, or your marionette, or puppet, there's still a need to pay.
And I come cheap.
-- 2/28/2008 09:54:00 PM
