You know, there's one thing I don't like, and that's people who don't believe in God at all.
I have this friend who is an atheist, and I asked him what will happen to him when he dies. He said "I'll become fertilizer for trees". (Lame-er*)
So I said, while I'm in heaven, you'll be a tree. Then one day this guy is going to come to you with an axe, cut you down, drag you accross the mud, bring you to a printing factory.
...........and print the Holy Bible on you!
*Lame-er is my brother's speak for someone who's lame. Like the word 'gamer', used to describe someone who plays a game.
The holidays are gone and I haven't done a single thing productive. In fact, I'm trying to delay any productivity by doing this blog post.
My entire holiday can be summed up in a few words in point form:
-Strive to fulfill basic needs (e.g. water, food, oxygen)
-Play piano
-Read
-Sleep (Though this may come under the basic need section)
And honestly, that's pretty much it, excluding Monday and Tuesday where we went to a friend's house to "study first aid". First aid had never been that fun before.
Sport's Day Marcher 2010 (and others)
Looking at this picture, you would most probably see smiling, happy faces (and in the second, everyone with their mouths open)
But after a careful look, you'll notice something extremely disturbing (or at the very least, for me): Jun Ken has the exact look in both pictures. Like, how does he d
o that?For the sake of it, the two pictures were taken from Sofea's blog, which were ultimately taken from Facebook. Therefore I clear my mind of any guilt.
Sport's Day was fun. The very fact that we won something made it awesome by itself. Zhan Meng jumping on my back shouting "We Won!!!!!", the billions of hugs and high fives won't be forgotten. Neither will the aching legs, standing there waiting as the other uniformed bodies do their formation, nor the sweat and energy everyone put inside to make it a success.
The MG2IH/ManojGraceTanGraceLingIsaacHormat. Thank goodness they gave it a acronym. 10 years from now, it would be something like:
The MG2IDAQDFJFROFLOLSFH. Then some guy would be like:
"So what does is stand for?"
"I don't know. We lost count years ago."
As you can see, I'm a bit out of line......... Not to mention the rather embarrasing screw up halfway through the formation where I nearly tripped on my shoelaces. I was happily opening up the 'spider' when suddenly, I stepped on my shoelaces, staggered like some drunken guy to the side, then continued. Sir Subra was staring at me, chanelling the:"If only that boy didn't mess up...." look. =/ "Lean" .........
Comsquad. Awesome people.
Aris, Kennedy, Zhan Meng, Heeran and I. Our last task: foot drill.
One heck of an experience.
