Wednesday, January 26, 2005

I shall remember this day

Pictching. Fast pitching. That's what i do. And i'm learning. And i'll remember this day, the day i pitched so fast. I shall remember Guang Hao's hooked flick, Ian's smooth windmill, and the batter's getting striked out in my mind's eye. And i'll throw lightning into the catcher's glove. Coach once told me to kill the catcher's glove. I killed the hand in it. Look at Ivan's hand. It is blue and black all over. As in, a total change in colour. Everywhere on his left palm. Blue and black. Two beautiful colours. And i made it happen in my pitching. I like that. One day i'll be better than Circuit Man (that's Guang Hao, the Sec 2 RGS pitcher's call him that because he taught them circuit).

Am i a master of double entendre? My poems are all symbolic, double meanings are my forte in literature. Even this blog, letting go, reminds me of pitching. Don't control, just let go. Beautiful.

I like things beautiful.

Friday, January 21, 2005

Quotes of The Day

In Singapore, there should be summer holidays the whole year round.

Wisest is he who knows nothing, Foolishest is he who agrees.

My philosophy teacher does not exsist.

Sir, they're evil!

Take an eye for an eye and we'll all be blind, take a tooth for a tooth and we all can't eat, take a limb for a limb and we'll be sitting on wheelchairs telling lame jokes.

The difference between a lame joke and a funny joke lies in the guy on the wheel chair.

Never let the cat out of the bag, it'll waste national resources.

In Singapore, during the december holidays, it snows rain.

People are the same everywhere you go, there are all unique.

Who wants to buy my solar-powered torch?

For your information, I've got a question for you.

Include me out.

Imflamable means it's flamable.

There are three kinds of people in the world: those who can count, and those who can't.

School is redundant. First they teach you how to speak. Then they teach you to shut up.

Nice quotes aren't they. Most of them are original. The rest also are, just that it wasn't me who made them. Guess what project i'm doing for IRS (individualized reseach study)? Yes, it's Why Humour Is Funny. ;p

Tuesday, January 04, 2005

By popular demand

Yes. By popular demand, I'm posting again. The first post of 2005. Ok. So it was just audrey's demand. But she's a popular girl. O wells. No. Not cups. Wells yes. Nice right? Wow. 5 short sentences. And why does that 5 look so nice. Ah huh. There it is again. Ok.

School started. Like, a phenomenon. You see: BOOM. Then everyone goes to school. Including the sec ones. Not us anymore. We are the seniors. After 356 and 3 quarter days. Then we get to see those small dudes going in. Me and Titus were walking home one day after taking a detour to RJC for various reasons and we saw two sec one dudes. So we said, Hey, are you sec ones. That's likes so duh. So they said yes. Then we asked them what class they're from. They said, 1k. Like, oh my fish, that's my sec one class. So we said goodbye and enjoy their schooling days. Then we went home.

And today, we went to RJC again for various reasons. We saw a group of orientess dancing. They like, sucked. Then we saw this real cool dude. He practically glided the floor. So cool. Then we checked out the canteen. It sucked. So I ate no lunch today. Then the other group of JC 1 orientees started to do some kallang wave while holding hands. In full view of us. That was so sheeshy. Fishy poop. Fish. Yes. That's it.

I went to the third lang centre. It was a miracle. My class actually had girls. And the frnech teacher speaked french almost throughout the whole lesson. A few english words here and there.

And i'm back here blogging. I'm going out to eat lunch. Byebyee.