First day of school.

Temasek Poly is like the coolest shit on Earth. 3 hours of lab lessons, where I barely understand a single thing of what the teacher is talking. It's like

Teacher (Holds up a resistor): Class, what is this?

Class (Answering in unision): Resistor!

You can imagine me sitting in the front seat still scratching my head trying to figure out what the hell is the teacher asking.

Then there's some random lecture, where everyone listens intently on what the lecturer has to say.

Next up, there's Engineering maths. It's like the coolest shit, and if you don't take it, your popularity decreases like 9129312093871209837801273 times. The lecturer I have is like the coolest one in Temasek Poly. We learned "Quarelling equations", and it's like the coolest thing I've learned in my life. It's even better than learning how to *gasps*, wank!1!

Then finally it's the tutorial, and being briefed about how they are gonna grade us for the fourth time in the day, it's really driving me mad.

I hope there won't be any more briefings on how we are to be graded, or I will be execute.

A scandal.

With each whiff, energy flows through his body like a unstoppable hurricane. Each whiff made him feel like he conquered Mount Everest in one day. He was in, seventh heaven. He would secretly steal his girlfriend's sanitary pad, and stuff it into his bag secretly. Few knew his secret, and it's his scandal.

He would find himself smelling unconsciously at his girlfriend's sanitary pad unknowingly at first, but when he caught himself smelling the sanitary pad, he would throw it away like it's filth. Deep in his heart, he's enjoying every moment of it. This addiction is like a monster, eating into him. At first, he smells just once a day. However, this monster within him is eating into him slowly, yet steadily.

Smelling it thrice a day, morning, before he has sex with his girlfriend and before he sleeps.



And I really have no idea how to continue this story. Someone, give me ideas.

School.

Yes, school is starting. In exactly I don't know how many hours, minutes and seconds, I'm about to go to school after four to five months of holidays. With Melvin slacking at home frequently, Kingston and I working till last week and Ming Han studying, we hardly have time to sit back and well, enjoy quality time together. OK FINE. We did enjoy quality time together, but it's not really enough. My social circle is still very small, while my friends have their ever-growing circle.

Yes, Kingston has started school, already. In Republic Polytechnic taking Supply chain and logistics, he's determined to take over the place of Ali, Fila's current warehouse manager.

Melvin is taking some kinda business course with logistics inside. Like I know what it's about or Melvin's ambition.

I'm taking computer engineering. As quoted from Temasek Polytechnic's website, it states that they are gonna train me to be a technologist and blah blah blah. Read the text below.

"The Diploma in Computer Engineering aims to develop a pool of technologists skilled in the areas of computer engineering and internet applications and also individuals who are good problem-solvers and team-players with a zeal for life-long learning. This will enable them to remain competent and relevant in their professional careers in the dynamic workplace."

Hell, as if I'm gonna know anyone cool in there. I guess all of my soon-to-be coursemates are nerds and what-nots. Cool, considering my future job scope. Nice.

Daddy/Mummy when I grow up..

Daddy when I grow up, I want to be like Qi Han.

I want to win people in pool so that people will give me one hundred dollars when I play pool and make people run around the place naked when I win them. I must win them everytime.

I want to be so powderful in DotA that when I'm not with that noob James, Ming Han, Kingston and Melvin, I'll own everyone. However, when I play with them, I suddenly become very noob.

I want to be a babe magnet. Everywhere I go, I will attract girls and they will like me. When my friends ask me to give them some of the girls numbers, I must be selfish and not give them any.

I want to master Thai boxing and Muay Thai in 4 weeks.

I want to show off to my secondary school classmates that my intelligence is that of Melvin and Kingston. James is plain stupid, so I don't want to be like him.

I want to smoke in the toilet and get caught by the Operations Manager, so when I return to class, I can show off the "ohsocool" palm-hitting-fist action to my friends.

Finally, I want to dance to Cascada's "Everytime we touch". I must come up with more and more stupid dances so I look very cool.

Oh wait, I'd like to add one more.

I want to lend a mp3 from my friends so I can dance along to the beat of the tetno songs they have in their mp3 so I will look cool.



Clearly, I don't want to be like Qi Han. I'm already degrading myself when I'm writing this post.