Maths is a bastardised subject.

YES. I know its important…without it there is nothing..blah blah blah…i know i know. My problem, I simply cannot pass the damn sub. Its like a curse or something. Well in primary one, damn those good all days….i used to pawn people, full marks for all hate subjects i had. Then at around primary 3, i got cursed or something i dunno i have been failing my maths all the way. Till now. Went to retake my o’ level maths. Im so pathetic. : ( I believe i’ll be getting a F9. Not gonna be shocked, or disappointed. I am kinda expecting that, simply because i did’nt bother to study. But no regrets. For now and hopefully i will NEVER regret it in my life. Anyway thanks to Michael, Jacque,Vanessa and Dhuha for calling me to wish me luck. I was touched. Thanks alot. : )

Coffee gives me funny thoughts..

Have you ever drunk a cup of coffee, a very strong one and then start to think of the world and stuff like that? Well this sounds stupid, i know but it kind of happened to me. Mine was not purely coffee, but a can of cappucino. Whatever it is, it is still coffee based and so i began to think that coffee makes you think deep about stuff and also makes you think about funny stuff. Stuff like you end up talking tons of pure crap and nonsensical dialogues. Recently, i forgot the day, at around 10pm i bought a can of cappucino from the vending machine at my workplace and was walking towards ochard MRT and i started to think about the world. As i walked past some places in ochard, i saw homosexuals, most probably prostitutes, stuff like that and was thinking what has happened to singapore, everything just turns around at night. Could this thoughts be the work of the capuccino or something else. Currently i am doing tests on myself with coffee to ‘prove’ hypothesis of mine. Do you have any such experience?

Jonathan in a hula outfit.

Jonathan puts on his hula girl outfit and enters the temple. Once in, he suddenly gets the attention of everybody, worshipers and priest. A terrifying roar of laughter echoes within the temple. A priest faints in shock after the seeing Jonathan in the hula outfit. Jonathan, as if in a trance walks up to a passer by and holds his hands, tight. Staring into the unknown man’s eyes as if he is asking the man to stay right beside him. He then starts to shake vigorously, jiggling all that he had. The man being unable to run looks around, hoping for some kind soul to save him from this unexplainable happening. Jonathan then releases his tight vice like grip and starts to dance the Macarena. The petrified man runs away as fast as he can fearing that his dear life would be harmed by the wrath of Jonathan. Everyone in the temple, the worshipers, the priests watch in fear as Jonathan changes his dance moves to the mambo and later to complicated break-dance moves. The place being a temple, priests run up to the idols of their gods and start to pray and chant thinking that a possession has taken place.

Its like kinda boring, but hey imagine that!!!!!

My Reflections .1 (A leak through my skull…)

Hey there again people, wassup!! hey hey!! i’m back again to screw around my BLOG. So i am back to give my reflections. What do i say??. It was the first day of my storytelling module and in the morning awaiting for the doors of ‘death through extreme boredom’ to be opened, i was like thinking to myself ‘OH MY GOD !!! WHAT THE HELL AM I ABOUT TO DO!!!!!’ that was exactly what i was thinking. The name ‘STORYTELLING’ particularly got my attention as i was beggining to visualize a lecturer standing infront of the class with the a storybook and reading it aloud causing everyone to drool their way to slumberland, but hey thanks to my lecturer my Mr Ryan, storytelling wasn’t as bad and merciless as i thought. (Something about Mister Ryan, i do not know why but hey kinda reminds of coldplay’s frontman Chris Martin.)

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The way he started the class was very intresting, with a really funny game of giving yourself a nickname matching your name followed by an action. well imagine that, everyone with their funny and funky names and actions. The funniest was JIGGLY JONATHAN. At that point of time Mr ryan said ‘people are gonna remember you for that’ and i think just because of those words, now before i even think joathan i think of jiggly, whatever THAT is?. The class did go on well, nothing of what i thought, i also learned man new stuff like writing in the present tense which i do find very weird, but as i did it i got used to it. We also did a story, JONATHAN PUTS ON HIS HULA OUTFIT AND ENTERS THE TEMPLE…………That story coming up as my next post..