Test Run

My blog is dead. I can infer that my soul had died. It has been revived. Thank you MLIA. Dam you Red Bull. I will sue you if I get diabetes.

Anywho, the point of this post is to start on my proposed project on writing a story about my beloved class, 09v13. Be-loved. Interpret. Also take note that the main point of each and every post on this blog is primarily to waste your (the consumer) time and for me (the producer) to enjoy all benefits (e.g. Laughing at the idi... lovely & awesome people who read my blog)

Let's start.

Uniquely OneThree. Chapter One: The Beginning

It all started when 24 students from various different school were gathered together in one class on one fateful day. I don't remember when that fateful day was, as I have STM. However, I do remember that it was the day where each of the 24 people were to have a turn, or rather a twist in their life. It was our individual decisions that brought us here, together, but it was a greater being that got 24 of the most crazy and partly awesome (in our own way) people into one class, one political entity. The second part is an example of how awesome we are. I'm not quite sure what a political entity is, unfortunately. This is probably because I forgot to pay attention during Lang Arts class. Anyways I never understood our teacher's Chimology which she conveniently did not explain and instead let us wonder what the hell she was talking about. Sometimes small scraps of paper, which for some REALLY strange reason got a teacher pissed when I wrote notes on them, really help me understand the topic and get my juices flowing. By juices I mean saliva. Thankfully many of the people in the class sleep during lessons, and one very awesome and unique fella donates packets of tissue to those in need.

I have really no idea how I got from humble beginnings to drooling. Therefore, thus, hence, henceforth, in conclusion, I'm starting a new paragraph.

My class, 09v13, is an extremely awesome class. However, our definition of awesome might differ from your definition. We use a totally different dictionary. Our awesome is actually not awesome, its average. (I <3 MLIA). Well one very philosophical monkey once said, "If everything is right, nothing is left". Digest that. How I interpret that very simple quote is that 'There is no such thing as perfect, no such thing as being happy and awesome all the time, no such thing as being high forever. Because if everything is right, nothing is left for us to ponder over, to feel guilty about, to change for the better, to share our hardships.' A very inspirational speaker once said, as he quotes from another source, "When 2 or more people go through the same life-threatening, fearful and scariest moment of their lives together, they develop a close bond that no one can break." (It goes along the lines of that, I hope you get what I mean. I really hope so.)

This class has gone through many phases or 'eras' as I like to call it, but we have pulled through them and.... probably did something that made us change for the better. We have lost trusts, gained stronger friendships and gone through life changing moments, for some. But I have to say, I really am proud of 09v13, so far. Actually I'm more of amazed then proud. I don't think being proud of this class is a good thing, seeing our ever so slightly improving results. Well more will come in the next chapter, which would probably be about how awesome a certain group of radical "terrorists" who basically wreak terror to themselves and provide entertainment to others.

Au revoir!
(Tag and maybe donate some moolah!)

Huh? What?

I juz realised how weird my previous post was. But I have no recollection of what happened during the time of posting.

Anywho, I'm so screwed this March Hols. "Busy"

There's a resemblance between Psychiatrist - Peter (Forgetting Sarah Marshall) and Empire State of Mind (Jay-Z feat. Alicia Keys)

Just my $0.02

Be Gone.

Away with you.
I wanna be free.
But wait, I am.
Or am I?

No one is ever free.

Free.

I hate mosquitoes.
Toe-mae-toe


EXAMS ENDED!
But nothing has changed. It has become worse actually.

Economics 101

I love Econs. The theories are so practical.

"How so?" You ask.

For example, I can say that the Economic theories of Division of Labour and Specialisation can be applied in our everyday life.

Let 'our everyday life' = School

This means that the producers would be the students, and the consumers also the students
(Consumers & Producers = Students)

Division of Labour: When labour is divided, there will be more production. In this context, the product could be homework, money, or a skill. So the students, the consumers, would want to "buy" or get the products. In this case, every student would have something to specialise in, so that the production is more efficient.

Specialisation: This is important as when labour is divided, each worker would produce more efficiently when they have mastered their job. So the students in this case would be the producers, who specialise in a certain production of goods that the consumers, also the students, would want to "buy".

Example: If student A always does his homework early, he can be considered a producer of homework. This means that if only him, or maybe a group of students do their homework, the other students can "buy" or get the homework, in exchange for something. Since money is not a medium of trade, normally skills are 'traded'. Student B is good at playing the guitar, so in exchange for homework, he agreed on teaching Student A how to play the guitar. Productivity is increased as only the "masters of the production" do the specialised labour. The homework producer does not have to learn the guitar himself, and same for the guitar player. Everyone is happy.

Simple enough? To further understand this concept, I shall give another example, this time we are gonna discuss about an economy, or class, without division of labour.

Example: Student A needs to learn the guitar by tomorrow, as he wants to serenade his girlfriend. Student B needs to finish his homework, coz obviously he did not do it. Student A tries to learn the guitar himself and Student B tries to do the homework himself.
Result: Both students do not get the job done by the dateline. Productivity is low.

Example: Student C is a multi-skilled student. He is able to play the guitar and do homework himself. However he is not a master in any of the skills. If he does the same work as Students A & B, he will take twice the time to finish each of the jobs. Thus if Student A takes 1 day to do the homework, and same for Student B, Student C will take a total of 4 days to finish both jobs. If Students A & B can help him finish those tasks, he can finish the tasks in 1 or 2 days. Productivity is low if there is no specialisation, where one worker has to do 2 jobs instead of mastering 1.

Capishe?

I am Student C unfortunately and no work is done. I will enlighten you about how Economics can explain the existence of religion. I'm open minded. Don't kill me. Please. You know you'll miss me.

subliminal messages

Nooooo wayyyyy... this totally freaked me out.

Lately I have been saying "hilarious" and sometimes "anywho" and I juz realised that those words were used in HIMYM's episode of Jenkins. NOOOOO WAYYYYYY

Coincidence, I think NOT.

And by the way, MF (moneyface, not whatever you're thinking it might actually mean) used the word 'anal' in a sentence. Its weird how words that you juz learned will come up quite often in conversations. The power of 3, probably.

You should really TOTALLY ignore this post and just read the one below it. I mean totally.

Where do we go from here?

We go to dreamland. That's where we go. Be free we shall, to roam around the vast plains in our minds. Our imagination shall run wild as we be lucid, in our dreams. Enjoying the world where there isn't any limitations to what we can do. Gravity will not control us. Time will not limit us. Homework shall burn in our made-up fires. Homework shall burn in our made-up fires. I said that twice..... Dejavu shall not happen anymore coz I'm sick and tired of going to that forbidden lake where crocs live. Crocs as in crocodiles, not the hideous footwear. Hopefully I won't get stuck in a dream. Or get an out of body experience or whatever its called. That will suck. I don't think I sleep very gracefully.

Anywho, I hope you actually read that paragraph coz its not as boring as my previous posts. Like seriously.

Iuh naiq. Brackelackkin. RevEtuc. CARBOXY! That made no sense.

(Insert Fun time here)
"Do I make sense?"
"Well if you did, Suitnoreg would be running to you and he'll be your best friend for life"
"Good point"

I've always wondered what others thought of me, and what will happen if I die. Would be dearly missed? Or would the people around me triumph as though they have killed a mosquito. I would be really happy if i killed a mosquito, but that's besides the point.

Well I'm juz worried about my blog and my mousehunt. Right... They're just a bunch of time wasters.

Right. I went to macs just now. Ordered a double cheese burger meal + vanilla ice cream. When I got my Ice Lemon Tea, the small boy beside me tried to take it, thinking it was his. I put my hand there to resist his strong pull. lol. You should have seen his ps face. Awww... Ok then, a girl in a McCafe uniform (Is she called a worker or cashier or waiter or what?) went to grab the vanilla ice cream. First try. Fail. She looked behind, wondering if anyone saw what happened. No one did, except me. But she didn't know. Muahaha. She smiled as she threw the cone away. She's a newbie. She got a better vanilla cone and handed it to me. AND THEN, she passed me 2 carrier bags, which contained my burger and ice lemon tea which was not taken by that evil kenevil boy. I tried to raise my eyebrow. I couldn't obviously. HAHA. I asked for my Medium Fries. She was like "what?" and was dam blur. The veteran/old cashier told her, "The meal got Medium Fries lah, go take the fries". And she was like, "oh..."
That juz made my day.

WAIT, there's more!

As I walked back home, there was one cute boy running past me. He was running towards the play ground. His mom told him to stop running and come back. But noooooooooooooo... he was a naughty little boy and went to the slide to... slide? Yea whatever. So yea he had his share of fun when he realised, "Where's my mum?" (I inferred this was what he was thinking, but if I could mind read, I could confirm this. Unfortunately I don't so what the hell) Ok so that was what was in his mind. Instead he shouted "MA?!?!?!?!?!?!?!" and looked around, wondering where his mum went. Awwww so cute, but HAHA he deserved it. He ran around looking for his mum. He was scared. I was overjoyed. I dunno what happened after that, coz if I hung around to find out, he might find his mum and my happiness would be short lived.

Again, I hope you guys read that coz its not boring at all.

WAIT THERE'S MORE!

What do the w.... OUCH FOOT CRAMP

Ok back to the point. And the cramp is gone.
What do the guys in white who come on the bus with the fancy beeping thingy when you place your ez link card on it, do?
I've always wondered. I thought it was to check if you tapped your card. But I didn't tap my card and instead payed cash. But he still asked for my card. So I can deduce that he doesn't check if you tapped your card? I'm confused. My card beeped the same as the other peoples' card. Weird. Maybe his machine thingy juz beeps when it sees your ez link card photo. Je ne sais pas.

WAIT THERE'S MORE!
I think I got praised/commended by my imba drummer senior. I was overjoyed.

Ok thats all. Tag please.

Ah shit. Thoughtful. Thoughtful.

No I'm not Si hui. But I need to be more aware of other people's feelings. Why hurt their feelings when you know you would be hurt if they did the same to you. It is not logical.

Sorry if I hurt anyone's feelings coz of my own selfish greed for lousy entertainment. However, if you do not mind the various "suans" throwed at you, then ENJOY WE SHALL! Muahaha to the person who sits beside me during class. (This paragraph was put in to break the seriousness. This blog needs its dose of retardedness)

Well on a side note,
I hate my STM
Short Term Memory
I need more RAM
I lost my running shoes.
I lost my Ipod Shuffle USB cable
I have no clue where they went.
None whatsoever
Darn my memory.