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My name is Chuz.
Or you could call me Zenn.

I'm a computer & chilli addict :D

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Nothing of essence.

Fuck, I think I'm really hooked onto runescape. While I should have be sleeping or doing some serious work, I was tanning 3462 cowhides in runescape. Took me exactly 2 hours. I really cant imagine when my computer comes back on sat; how much more I will play. I think I will stop after I get my Zamorak full.


School feels iffy. It's just like... a routine. Wake up, change, walk to school, stone in seat, nod for effect, recess, continue nodding, walk to bubbletea shop, home, runescape, sleep. Rinse and repeat. I wish something different would happen. But no matter though, it's coming to an end soon enough. Then it will be working for my own keep.

Doing the same thing but expecting a different result is insanity.

So, Ima try something different. 2 hours of study everyday. Random subject. It will come to fruition. (Y)

p.s. I just lvled my ranged from 1 to 20.

Happy Birthday Jason!

Hai I'm back! Back from a fucking AWESOME chalet, by courtesy of Jason.

(to be updated after the rest of the pictures come in)





Preparing the box for Jason's present.


The bulk of us(Jason, Boon tat, Jing yong, Ting wei, Eugene, Ivan, Kenny, Jun qing, Li juan, Cherylyn, Quan zhong, Yu jie, Min xuan, Daniel, Wen xuan, Jing ren, Jian yi, Ann soon, Jonathan, Zheng wen, Jun jie and me) were at the chalet by 11 and we went for supper.

The highlight of the first night, night cycling. We started at 12.45am, setting Marina Bay as our initial target. We went on further, to Changi Village. The distance was damn fucking far. We had to ride along a straight stretch of pavement, with nothing in front other than more lights. Everyone of us was like fucking high, singing songs and riding our asses off.


Speaking of asses, my ass was manhandled by the fucking seat of the bike. Seriously, it still aches up to now.





Pit stop.

That was twenty-fucking-two people. Suck on that.


By 2.45am we reached Changi, and I think our legs were alr pretty much aching. Went for refreshments and continued our ride to Old Changi Hospital(OCH). Before that, we saw several trannies along the roads. So we looped back and looked at them. Chio, but too bad I dont like guys.


Of 22 of us, 14 went into OCH. The darkness and aura at first was creepy, but was subdued by the fact that we had numbers on our side. Some of us didnt want to go on to the second floor, so we hung out around the compound. An incident took place, as it resulted in a frenzy, resulting in an injury to Ann soon. The details are better left buried, but the mood was ruined. However, people were still up for a second trip, and we were in again, this time, venturing up to the fifth floor. It would have been creepier with no torches or less people, but it made for a great trip, trips for some, nonetheless.


We stayed there until 4.30am, before continuing on our way. We decided to go for a shortcut back, which took us back to the chalet at 7am.


The fucking distance we traveled



That's a monkey that looks like Ivan


The majority of us went swimming (cant comment much on this since I didnt go) and came back at 10am. Had our lunch at Mac and went back to the chalet, where 10 people squeezed into a room meant for 4.


Woke up at like 5pm and went for some beach fun. Played volleyball, but the lack of a net made it fail. Next up was touch rugby, but apparently, it failed too due to improper understanding of the rules.


Contact rugby. The fucking game that made all of us LAUGH OUR FUCKING ASSES OFF. It was like one person rushing through throngs of bodies to make it to the end, and ditto that for the opponents. Basically, we were just pirouetting around. That, I would say, was the BEST sport I ever played. Nothing comes close.


After that was captain's ball, and boy, it sure was fun.


Went back to the chalet to bathe and prepare the BBQ. Other than the half-cooked chicken wings, the rest of the food was great.


Enter an argument in between (elaborated later) and the rest of the time was stoning. Went to sleep at around 1am while some guys went out (not sure what).


Packed up and left this morning, which marked the end of an awesome chalet and a celebration for Jason.



Our present for Jason

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!


The first things I did went I reached home was to change and head for the bubbletea shop. Missed drinking that for 3 days. After that was sleep to 8 at night and here I am.


I've got this paragraph dedicated to you, Kenny chow rui en. You do not speak that way to a friend, if you do consider me one. You do not fucking say,"I don't have to explain that to you. I talking to Ivan." And shrinking away when you had a taste of your own medicine. Treat others like how you would like to be treated. You do not fucking speak to me that way, if you do not want to fucking be spoken to that way. If you do not want to talk to me, do not even invite me to go for a walk then. If you do, then please show it. I would have given you a dislocated jaw if not for that you used to be my friend. Goodbye.
p.s You should evaluate your fucking mouth.


So more or less, a great weekend.

From the ashes rise a phoenix.

Hai. This is lcmz. How are you doing? I am fine. Hope you are too. Bye.

Fee lor soh fee

I really do want to know though. Tell me. I'm serious.

Play dead.

No qualms about it.


Damn boring ever since my comp died on me. I still remembered I was pacing around the house on sunday night ever so randomly, because there is like shit I can do on this bloody fail laptop. And god knows why and how I managed tonned that night on the computer. To think I was playing Runescape from 3 to 6am. Win.


Today, I tried to hand in my Food order list. WHAT THE FUCK that Mrs ngoh said I wasnt ready. Damn pissed that I got everyday ready, only to be undone by the fact that I did not type it down on that piece of paper I handed her. Fuck.


This laptop sucks. Now I cant play Runescape cause the USB mouse chose not to respond. And the noob pad is damn irritating and hard to use. I have a Mithril Scimitar now ^^ Took me damn long to farm that item from scratch.


I wish, I hope, I curse and I swear. Friends get better the longer they remain so. I'll give a hint on how this year may turn out. 1 = Fucking fail and 10 = Fucking awesome. Dont wish for the 10. Go for the 3 instead.


I dont err, I dont care.

Tinge of nostalgia.

I was intending to start on my revision since my comp spoiled, and I will surely be better off studying than sleeping. Then, I went to rummage through my past years' papers to see if I could find anything useful amongst them. In the end, I concluded what seemed to me as a very fruitful search, for I found notes which have not and will not be given out this year, since they are given by Mr Tan Liang Hwee. The search also served as a trip down memory lane, for I found several instances where I neglected to finish or just did my work without thinking. I also had work which offered words of encouragement or praise. Oh, the poignance.

Memory power(less)

Fuck. I got scolded for nothing. I had brought my thermometer that day. So... I am feeling indignant now. Could have avoided that AND got a haircut too. Nice way to start a day too. *shrugs* forget it.


YES ITS FRIDAY! Although the weekends suck, at least they are still better than school. There are also not much homework to go about, which means S to the L to the A to the C to the K.


My regime failed for this week, but am not going to give up, afterall, it helps to exercise my self-discipline.


I've been thinking about the future, about what am I going to be employed as and how to reach that. I read articles about negotiation, one of which is about how to negotiate salaries in the future. A part of it says,"Show them what you are worth before touching on the salary, because with nothing, any price is too high." Very true indeed. It then dawned on me that I do not think like normal people, thus I have no idea how am I going to fit into the working society like a glove. It's like, forcing a square through a circle. I just hope the skills that I will learn over the next few years will pull me through the rest of my life.


I had 3 dreams from yesterday night to this morning, it's very hilarious and terrifyingly realistic as well. 2 are about fights and one is about love. No more revealing. To think I really saw you at Street 37 Sleepy Village.


I feel like learning Japanese and Spanish. Read up a bit of them online. Spanish belongs to the Indo-European group, the Italic side while English is also in the same group, on the Germanic side. Japanese does not belong to any group. Cool discoveries.

Before you give up, think of the reason you had been holding on for so long in the first place.

It's just 4 more months before I dont get to see you anymore. I think I'd forfeit.

Pillaroid.

Okay, regretfully, I did not manage to wake up at 3am. I opened my eyes at 3.30am and lasted 5 seconds before slumber consumed me.


Monday
Night

Tuesday
Morning
Slack day
Went to lot 1 to get a new bag and watch Transformers II (finally?) with Wanyi
p.s Hate it that New Divide only played when the credits starts. And random scenes that 21 guns appeared in.


Today
I can write a whole essay about today, but I will cut that short. Basically, I forgot to bring my thermometer and I knew I was dead the moment that dawned on me.

Hint: Mr Kong and Chu ming dont make a good pair.

Sure enough, I was doused in flames during the ordeal. And none of the fires were related to thermometers. So like, I have to cut my hair tonight.


The rest of the day was plain normal. And fuck am I going ace the next Chem test that comes my way. Srsly, fuck the results this time.


How do you love someone, without getting hurt?

Kiddy palace.

Went out to stone today, and I literally meant stone. Had 2 bubbleteas. And had a great deal of fun at Kiddy Palace of course.


I know not what to do.

I lost by virtue of absurd logic.

Some friends are just plain useless. They are just a stepping stone, or mild representation of your popularity, and do nothing else worth mentioning at all. I would love to detach myself from this kind of friends, but I would not like to draw blood while I am obviously outdumbed. I dont know what to feel for you. Pity, no. Like, no. Hate, no. Prolly frozen now. Thawing in progress.


Like damn, I almost completed my ice blended marathon, if not for a sharp pain in my mouth on one of the days. Nonetheless, I had 4; Greentea Ice blended, Banana Ice blended, Ice Mocha Ice blended and Watermelon Ice blended.



Fuck you ;)

By words or actions?

I know not how to make head or tail of it. I am not really pushing for it anw. But the fact that I am claimed inferior to a clearly retarded thing just is the shit icing on my poocake. I can decipher actions however for this, the words clearly sting more than the actions. Not that I give two hoots though.


This is prolly one of the few periods where I hope holidays are just much better than school days. I can choose not to see ppl I dislike nor do I have to attend any lessons against my will. At least school now is not as bad as school before the hols.


Ever since school started, my regime has been a failure-success. Success in that I managed to wake up consistently on time; failure in that I have yet to accomplish anything useful. So... today, something useful is going to come out. I promise.


Chem today would have been a breeze if I had studied the method B more. That chicken wing lost me 5 full marks.


I cant find anything to do from now to 10. Maybe I should sleep earlier.


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