Wednesday, 18 April 2007

he who runs barefoot on track get red foot

Sheesh today was a super super unlucky day for me.

When i was on my way to school, my friend smsed me - last night i sent him some GP hw to be printed out, and he forgot to bring them to school -_- great.

First thing i realised when i reached school was that i forgot to bring my file! which has my timetable , my worksheets, notes, everything paper.

Dammit.

Next thing i realised was that i brought the wrong set of math notes (the notes are like binded with the ring ring thing)

Then during assembly i kena made famous . =X cos im top 10 or something like that for blocktest1 in JC2. ahh i dont really wanna be famous for being a muggertoad. oh well.

THEN. PE was slack cos we finished napfa.. so we played soccer by popular demand. Then cos my sports shoe wasn't really fitting and cant kick ball properly if i wear it. so i took off my shoes. We played on the semi-circle part of the track (you know a Track has like a rectangle field in the middle and 2 semi circles at the side)
and.. my class isn't really the sporty type so i was one of the better players. even though i suck at soccer... some are worse :p ha sorry brutally honest but. yea.
So at first very shiok wa dribble past everyone score a few blabla. then after awhile my feet were BURNING. like each step i took felt like walking on burning coals or something.
I realised i had several blisters and 1-2 cuts on my feet and both feet felt terribly covered with abrasions or something.

Sooo i had no choice but to go be last man stand at the goalpost there, put on my shoes and just play lidat loh. Then still managed to score another after that after a loose ball bounced free in our half and i sprinted down the court and scored. Then wa really buaydahan feet burning.


After PE i realised i had 5 blisters - 3 on right foot 2 on left and one cut on my left big toe. and both soles were like red and maybe slightly swollen? woo pain like shit.

decided to go home after lecture, skipped GP. thought have to see doctor or something cos my feet were starting to itch. but now after applying antiseptic stuff it feels better.

bye unlucky day.



p.s. the title is a pun in case you didn't realise. you know those 'Confucius says:' jokes (just google it) which are all pun-based and very cleverly plays on doublemeanings on words and usually in broken english? haha i created my own. Yknow.. cos the track is like red with all those rubber rubber things. So if u run barefoot ull get those on your feet. and.. cos ull get blisters+abrasions so red also.
:p
Just felt i had to explain it in case noone caught it :p

a metaphorical story (2)

*not a continuation of 'a metaphorical story (1)'*

Francis inched closer on the couch.

The television continued flickering, showing a movie that Francis had long forgotten about. All his thoughts were focussed on Sherry, the girl of his dreams. She was just sitting next to him, seemingly watching the movie as well.

Her soft hand lay upturned on the seat of the sofa, in between the two of them. This looked like an invitation to Francis, so he similarly placed his hand carelessly near hers. The scene changes. Francis pays little notice, only noting the different animal characters running across the screen.

Suddenly, there was contact. Not the most definite, but there was contact. Finger against finger, hair against hair, whatever it was, there was the slightest minimal contact. Neither flinched, but instead their hands started to overlap. Within seconds their hands were clasped, interlocked in a symbol of unity.

A warm feeling of accomplishment emeated through Francis' body. His face flushed red; he didnt know where to look. It seemed too bold to just look at her at that moment but the pictures of the screen did not register anything in his head. All he could think of was all the dreams he's had about Sherry in the past few months, all the wishes and hopes he had pinned on this relationship. And all this was finally fulfilled, with the simple act of held hands on a couch, on an afternoon of what was supposed to be for watching a movie.

After the show, both went into Sherry's room. Her mother and younger brother were at home, and they were both upright and moral people, so nothing sexual would arise from this. She went to sit at her computer. He joined her, sitting on the stool next to her.

After some idle clicking, she pulled his arm around her back, placing it onto her hip. Francis was stunned - such audacity! And they were not even alone in the house. He was afraid and apprehensive, and quickly pulled his hand away.
After some random clicks on the computer, she grabbed his hand and put it on her hip again. This time, Francis boldly left it there for a few moments, then again pulled his hand back. 'Do i dare do this with mother and sibling at home and the door wide open for all to see!?'

Once again, she pulled his hand across her back defiantly and placed it snugly on her hip. This time, he left it there, and enjoyed the secure grasp he had around her, and leant closer to her and felt her warmth.
Both pretended none of this was happening, and continued talking normally, discussing about some conversation she was having online. His other hand subtlely snuck out and planted itself on her exposed lap - she was wearing a pair of short shorts. He playfully started stroking her lap, and she did not flinch nor fidget, but instead seemed to enjoy the moment with a smile creeping across her face. His hand gently caressed her lap, like one would do to a kitten.

After some time, the time had come for him to leave - it was getting late. They said their goodbyes and left - both not mentioning anything about a new relationship and pretended they were still just normal friends.

Little was he to know that that was the biggest mistake he had made in his life. Sherry never talked to Francis again for several months, for reasons that are unknown. Francis was crushed, dejected and depressed. His heart was broken to more than a million pieces, which even if mended, would always leaving a void where Sherry used to occupy.

The End.

Monday, 16 April 2007

magic journal 7 - i pwned my teacher

Ah hah. long time since i blogged this series of magic journals. but today have something funny happen =)

Well some of you may know some may not, but lately i've been practising the Coin Roll. It's simply rolling a coin across your fingers. Ugh hard to describe hang on i go make a video.
Ok here's a short 30 second video of me doing some coin rolls. (still sloppy :S)
[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LV7BcxjH3EI]


The world record for this is like 40 coin rolls in one minute -_- And the official rules are that the coin cannot skip any fingers, and you cannot drop the coin. (drop = restart) I use my own customized rules, cannot skip any fingers, drop the coin = not counted. Too hard if have to restart.. it's crazy. My personal best is 20. rawr. must improve.

Anyway the funny thing was that today in GP class i was just subconsciously doing coin rolls (yknow like we spin pens also) during some class discussion. Then the teacher was walking around then she saw me doing that so she was like 'alan keep the coin!'
Then after protesting a little bit (i always disturb this teacher one :p )then i 'Ok!'
Then i did a simple coin vanish - i placed the coin on the desk, rubbed it abit, then it disappeared.

Then she was like 'WHERE IS IT!?' hahaha then i just shrug and said 'disappeared'.

=D =D

The moment was priceless - she proceeded to walk over then lift up my pencil case.. look at my desk carefully.. look at the floor.. but no coin =) =D =) hahahah i was just sitting there smirking then when she gave up looking then ask me again 'where is it!?' then i purposely change subject 'So erm a civil service is better for the democratic society.. blabla'

=D

I MUST learn more of these impromptu tricks with everyday objects =)