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Thursday, April 01, 2010

Hello, welcome to my blog.

This post might be quite long due to many rants.

First of all, i had expected a much better day. However, today was the worst damn day I have ever experienced. In the morning, my aunty gave me a bowl of half cooked eggs. The moment i tasted it, my first reaction was, yucks what is this, however having started drinking it, i poured the whole thing into my mouth. Bad choice.

The bad things start happening. Firstly, i am a self-professed clean freak. I never really like taking dumps out of my home. However, those runny eggs made me feel so bad that i HAD to use the school's toilet to bake a few cakes this time, if not, my performance for kaleidogscope would be ruined. That was the first thing that made me damn irritated.

Secondly, the five performances did not hinder me but it was my funny and hilarious father that made SO happy! First of all, after the performances, me, Bryan and woonping had already decided to skip this training. With only 3 people coming for training there definitely would not be enough to train for the group event.

Therefore, i sat at the basketball court happily and waited for the arrival of my beloved father. When he arrived he was already at the corridors of the hall. He hand signalled to me that the hall had wushu training. Then i messaged him, "Is woonping there?" This message was important because if woonping did come for training, i would be in no position to skip it. My father went to the hall doors and when he turned back to me he did the (Y) sign in live messanger.

I was, "Thats UNBELIEVEABLE." But i still went up. When i went in, there were only Jerome and Jonathon but no sight of woonping and Bryan. When i raised my phone and saw the message, "April Fool." I threw my shoebag on the ground and was super irritated by the fact that my father tricked me into going for wushu training. My father ALWAYS complains about having not enough sleep and now that i'm providing him WITH the oppourtunity to go home and sleep, he wants to delay it for two whole hours. Seriously, how smart can you be, the only one that stalks me in my family which is EXTREMELY IRRITATING.

When i reached home, i found the computer to be turned on. I approached it and found that my brother's computer game had not been turn off. I helped him on a few quests that were the most routine and the most boring part of the game. However, when he woke up, he called me to the toilet. Lets briefly say this, he asked me where his contact lens were, then i told him, "How the hell would i know?" He pushed me to the wall which made a loud slam sound. He said, "DON'T TALK TO ME LIKE THIS." I was quite stunned, however, i smiled at him trying to forget that he did that to me. Then i tried to walk out, however, he blocked my way saying, "I'M TALKING TO YOU NICELY AND THIS IS THE WAY YOU TALK TO ME?" Then he grabbed my shirt and then slammed me to the wall again. He said, "DON'T YOU THINK YOU GOT A FEW GANGSTER FRIENDS, THEN YOU BIG HOR!" Wow right? Gangster friends, the biggest joke that i have ever heard in my life. So what's next? Smoking?

I went to sit down on my comfy studying chair and started to study, however the tremor that i felt was still lingering in my hands as i took out my worksheets with my hand shaking. Beside me, my father said to me, "If you don't know how to talk properly, i really can't help you. Today you have been extremely rude to me and if you don't change yourself, you're hopeless." Wow, how inspirational of you to say that! Even when i am typing this, i feel myself crying inside. Gangster friends, hopeless. All these words you conveniently hurl at me, i remembered someone told me the chinese were BETTER at THINKING before they talked. Well, so much for that because BOTH OF YOU DON'T EVEN THINK WHEN YOU TALK.

Well, i am much more relieved after i am done putting my thoughts on the blog. If you don't read this it's okay. :D P.S. i am going to change my blog URL soon and i hope everyone does not link me for prevention purposes.

Yours Truly,
Ben