20.08.2008
So we went to the library just now during our Physics free period because it's our free period. And then someone went my blog and saw tags and concluded that it's my birthday.
And I stupidly thanked him for wishing me a happy birthday. Then I knew I was dead.
But I went ahead to play some metal slug online game, some flash version introduced by Eric. I wanted to blog long ago, but heh, was playing it.
I like the new librarian, dang slack and nice to play with. Whoohoo so we got the free gaming and stuff. I didn't get to play Runescape though, the computers were too laggy. My birthday isn't complete like this. Sobs.
And how can anyone forget to taupok me? An event I'd rather make do without, but they were so persistent. I got chased around half the school. Sort of. Dang tiring, with my stomach churning laksa. I couldn't overpower the strength of 5-10guys, and I got carried back to class like some pig. It just happened, and Ms. Fernandez like didn't care. She walked by and simply said something like 'Don't get hurt boys'. I guess she's really used to such displays of affection. Who wouldn't be, after a few years in such a rough school?
I ran around the place because it'd make everyone more hyped up. I like getting taupok-ed, and I know there's no way out because when a quarter of 4-7 is out to hunt someone, that someone doesn't stand a chance of surviving. Unless you're George or something, but then again that's not 1/4 of the class on him.
Anyway, I uploaded a video of them pouncing on me. I could see flying people. It's dang funny, and that comes from the 'victim'. So I guess I should upload onto youtube and if someone decides to stomp it, cheers.
I felt my ribs bending by the way. Twice. Quite a breathtaking experience, something I don't wish to suffer again.
Then I got a bag from those bastards(I don't really need a bag) and I think it's quite fun because they forced it on me and I half-expected them to get me something(Hubert leaks many things). It was all fun though. Really happy. Whoohoo! And got a rather nice note from special people.
Now all I'm missing is a condom. I hope LS gets me one. I really want one. Just in case.
Took bus 88 home with GZK, NSX, LKS, FJY(I like using the initials of Chinese names, don't know why) and had a lot of fun and made a lot of noise and sexed everyone and stuff. I love my class.
Many people can't seem to live through their birthdays without well-wishes from someone they like in a special way, and because I don't feel that way to anyone at this point in time(maybe I am, you'd never know), I'd carry on by debunking stupid stuff people say when they're deeply in love to validate my point that such love is unnecessary. Not that it'd hurt living with it though.
'You're the reason why I'm breathing.'
FUCK OFF. The stimulus for breathing is carbon dioxide, as anyone who takes biology and read up on chapter X would know. And..let me try recall those rusty stuff..um. OK I forgot. Anyway the stimulus for breathing is carbon dioxide build-up, and not because of love for anyone or anything. Unless you're trying to refer to the person you love as an acidic oxide, please stop using that phrase. It's overrated, and it's not even funny.
OK actually that's the only thing I have a beef with. That's the only thing I can recall anyway. So back to the point.
There's no point actually, class dismissed.
Oh yea, won't bother listing names. I find that unnecessary because I'm thanking the people who made my day, and the list of people includes people who sent me happy birthday messages, the bag-contributers, the sex, the this and the that and the people who've made my life so fun.
That's almost everyone. No need to pin and point names. Sometimes I go other people's blog and they don't thank me. Sobs. So I might as well not list in case anyone feels bad. Awww.
-- 8/20/2008 08:34:00 PM
