CHSCO '08.
Ah, the wonders of LDW CIP lessons. It made Qiren sing, and he caught him. I was sleeping at that time when that idiot decided to shout into the microphone. Really makes me doubt his intelligence--microphones aren't meant to be shouted into. Dammit, I think I was drooling away. In deep sleep, and he just has to wake me up rudely.
He showed us some pictures of the Sichuan earthquake, too. I never liked seeing such pictures, it just irks me. Why? Because I feel that it's psychotic to take pictures of people in a subnormal state. Why do you want to take pictures of someone buried under rubble? Or dead people? Or people who are crying? Why? What's the point? Is there any honour in that? That's why I despise people who take pictures of themselves when they are supposedly 'emo'.
Maybe it's just me, but I think that it's unethical to take such pictures. I don't think it's healthy to take pictures of people with tubes within them.
If my memory serves me well, there was this guy who took a picture of an African boy, with a vulture nearby. Clearly, this boy is dying, probably due to malnutrition or something. And the vulture would swoop down on the dead body, as is the nature of vultures. The guy took that picture and entered in some photo competition or something, got the first prize. He killed himself soon after. He left a suicide note, and I think it was something about conscience. He felt guilty for taking the pictures, and not doing anything about the boy's predicament.
So why aren't the people taking photos of the victims killing themselves? I think I really have a problem against such pictures.
Urgh. Never mind.
Anyway, he was showing us those pictures, and asked for donations. Shank doubted the goodwill of the school, but I sure hope that Cat High won't be as bad as to procure donations for the school under the pretext of earthquake donations. I have some faith in Cat High integrity. I guess.
LDW said something about wanting to adopt a baby, and everyone thinks that it'd be the baby's misfortune. I can't help but agree.
Oh yea, Elgyn walked in halfway through our CIP. Damn cute, all of us rawred in delight. He is capable of creating such a commotion between even the most 'mature' of gentlemen. I even heard someone shouting 'I love you!' Seriously, I like.
Some guy came to talk to us about his life. He had polio when he was young, and became some World Records holder. Or something like that. Came to Cat High to sell his autobiography.
And he talked about his life, so what's the point in buying his autobiography? Since he already spoilered us, why would any sane human spend money to buy his book? Oh, by the way, I fell asleep during his talk. I know that it's interesting to hear about his life, but his humour was dry and I didn't really need to know about his life. Why don't I go research on Bannister or something? I forgot his full name, the 4minute mile guy. Roger Bannister? But I forgot this guy's name. I think it had something to do with 'David'. Urgh. Can't be bothered. If I were to listen to everyone's life, I won't have a life myself.
Went to do my E. Maths paper 1 after school. Nothing much, except that Gran is a fucking joker. Damn funny guy. And then went to shit at J8, Shank, Gran and I. I think it's my iFea, and it caught on. I like.
Bought KFC and went to Mac to eat. I was thinking of writing 'Cat High was here' on the box of the cheese fries, and leaving it there, but my conscience acted up and I just got rid of it. Did I?
Got to VCH at like 7.15AM. Took a picture of our seats. Damn near the stage, I love Hubert. There was a chiobu beside Shank, too. Woohoo! Anyway, the night was spent shouting names at every possible interval, even when Yong Khang stepped out as an emcee. Nice. I like.
But it was a disappointing event. They didn't play the school song. I nearly went keesiao.
Let's talk about the girl beside Shank. She looked slightly older than us, and came alone to watch(presumably) her boyfriend perform. Some guy part of the CO alumni. Che, and she sort of got stood up because her presence was not exactly felt. She left, supposedly teary-eyed. Sad. What a bastard that guy is. Che, making his girlfriend wait there alone for him to perform. Nothing much to say.
And because the school song wasn't played, I walked off with Joshua Wu and Shank in tow, singing the school song, raw version. Wasn't very high, like the band concert last year. Ah well. Can't be helped. If there's no school song, there's no fun.
Nothing on the MRT. Oh wait, a couple was making out, but they didn't seem to be ready to have sex so I didn't bother much with them. I like observing and staring at couples who seem to want to get home ASAP. Somehow, the very fact that they'd be doing something special in 20minutes time is very exciting. Somehow. I think I'm warped.
Anyway, I somehow psyched myself into being slightly depressed by pouring cold water on myself. I remember insults thrown at me by people closest to me, a few years back, which resulted in me not carrying on something. It's a damn stupid thing, and I know she didn't mean it. I know she didn't mean it, and that what she said was just a slip of tongue, or just in the heat of a certain situation I forgot. It happened like what?-when I was Primary 3?
Che. It just hurts to think of it. It might be one childhood blemish that I'd have to grow up with. Maybe I won't grow up. OK. It would be one childhood blemish that I'd have to live with. Ah well. I guess I'm used to this.
Che. It's a really stupid comment, a stupid thing. I can't believe that I'm still bothered by it. So much that I hated 92.4FM. Maybe that's why I didn't do my CL listening comprehension well last year.
Oh yea, I've developed a habit of biting stuff for no reason. Is this healthy?
-- 5/21/2008 11:29:00 PM
