Monday, July 25, 2005
haha! wanyi kena malu.
malumalumalumalumalu.
why?
he committed the serious offence of...
reading a comic book in class right in front of chan-ho's face!
wahahahahah!
hmph.
grrr. he was supposed to lend me the book to read.
during english class he was bored as miss nani didnt come for lesson.
chan-ho took one look at him and opened her volcanic mouth and shouted,
"NO READING COMICS IN CLASS!!!!!!!!!"
whoa.
the decibel range is really high at that time.
its like a boeing taking off, and you just imagine the engines saying, "NO READING COMICS IN CLASS!!!!!"
and you get the idea of how loud that was.
it jolted me out of my sleep. amazing. i'm usually a heavy sleeper.
whooo! wanyi comic bandit!
what this crapped up world needs are people like chan-ho.
chan-ho chan-ho chan-ho.
i cant stand people who block the exit doors on the bus.
many a times, i've been forced to crawl back to my house from the stop after my stop yelling after that nitwit like a deranged maniac.
it usually goes like this in the bus.
nitwit standing in front of exit even though there is so much space at the back.
when it comes to my stop,
me: "excuse me."
nitwit moves a massive 1 centimetre to his/her right.
me: *abit louder this time* "excuse me."
nitwit shifts foot.
there is approximately 5 centimetres between him/her and the card reader.
hey, i know that i'm thin but that stupid prick didnt have to remind me a second time.
me: *getting agitated* "excuse..."
door slams shut.
i would then proceed to slam myself against the door with my face pressing against the glass shouting, "NOOOOOOOOOOO!"
or wait hang on. how about this.
sometimes if i'm really lucky, i would get down just as the bus driver closes it.
and the doors would close with me in the middle.
ahhhhhhhhhhhh.
yeah, its happened before and there was this lady in the bus who gasped so loudly i thought she was going to have a seizure.
note: all recounts told here are purely non-fiction which means that they are not made up which means that they are all true.
now...if chan-ho were there, one blast from her volcanic mouth would scare the little nitwit witless and send him/her into static shock.
oh yeahhhhh mannnn.
you just gotta have fantasies sometimes.
after school went to the hall with vera as we thought the volleyball competition would be held there. (stupid us. we lost anyway 30-17, 2C's favour)
and there were girls dancing so hard i thought they were having spastic fits.
it was pure magic.
their butts, thighs and boobs shook so hard i was surprised they didnt fall off.
they were all wearing incredibly short shorts! i think they are called bloomers.
not sure.
not to mention, but there was also quite a few gawkers people call guys but i call prats.
pervertic.
spent a few minutes laughing at them with vera.
then we went down to warm up. haha.
secondary school doesnt get better than this.
malumalumalumalumalu.
why?
he committed the serious offence of...
reading a comic book in class right in front of chan-ho's face!
wahahahahah!
hmph.
grrr. he was supposed to lend me the book to read.
during english class he was bored as miss nani didnt come for lesson.
chan-ho took one look at him and opened her volcanic mouth and shouted,
"NO READING COMICS IN CLASS!!!!!!!!!"
whoa.
the decibel range is really high at that time.
its like a boeing taking off, and you just imagine the engines saying, "NO READING COMICS IN CLASS!!!!!"
and you get the idea of how loud that was.
it jolted me out of my sleep. amazing. i'm usually a heavy sleeper.
whooo! wanyi comic bandit!
what this crapped up world needs are people like chan-ho.
chan-ho chan-ho chan-ho.
i cant stand people who block the exit doors on the bus.
many a times, i've been forced to crawl back to my house from the stop after my stop yelling after that nitwit like a deranged maniac.
it usually goes like this in the bus.
nitwit standing in front of exit even though there is so much space at the back.
when it comes to my stop,
me: "excuse me."
nitwit moves a massive 1 centimetre to his/her right.
me: *abit louder this time* "excuse me."
nitwit shifts foot.
there is approximately 5 centimetres between him/her and the card reader.
hey, i know that i'm thin but that stupid prick didnt have to remind me a second time.
me: *getting agitated* "excuse..."
door slams shut.
i would then proceed to slam myself against the door with my face pressing against the glass shouting, "NOOOOOOOOOOO!"
or wait hang on. how about this.
sometimes if i'm really lucky, i would get down just as the bus driver closes it.
and the doors would close with me in the middle.
ahhhhhhhhhhhh.
yeah, its happened before and there was this lady in the bus who gasped so loudly i thought she was going to have a seizure.
note: all recounts told here are purely non-fiction which means that they are not made up which means that they are all true.
now...if chan-ho were there, one blast from her volcanic mouth would scare the little nitwit witless and send him/her into static shock.
oh yeahhhhh mannnn.
you just gotta have fantasies sometimes.
after school went to the hall with vera as we thought the volleyball competition would be held there. (stupid us. we lost anyway 30-17, 2C's favour)
and there were girls dancing so hard i thought they were having spastic fits.
it was pure magic.
their butts, thighs and boobs shook so hard i was surprised they didnt fall off.
they were all wearing incredibly short shorts! i think they are called bloomers.
not sure.
not to mention, but there was also quite a few gawkers people call guys but i call prats.
pervertic.
spent a few minutes laughing at them with vera.
then we went down to warm up. haha.
secondary school doesnt get better than this.