Squarking Puffed Up Chicken (S.P.U.C)
Friday, April 22, 2005 1:03 PM
Yup. Yours truly. Watashi. MOI. I am the S.P.U.C. GAH. The scruffy high-pitched Squarking Puffed Up Chicken.
Heh.
I heard quite a few people died under my rule of the microphone yesterday during the Sports Meet. I'm rather sorry about that. It's the raging hormones lah. The kind you get when the adrenaline starts pulsing through your blood and you can't help screaming and shrieking at the top of your lungs... You get the idea.
Okay... I admit I didn't expect ANYONE to cheer lah. HAHA. It was pretty cool hearing any response at all. Heck it if most of the people weren't even giving a shit. What mattered was that everyone almost died from the noise I was making. HAHA.
I know like, there was this poor innocent Sec 3 girl who came up to me with her hands on her ears asking me in this mousy very timid voice that I should like tone down a little. And I kinda felt bad for a moment. Then I thought about it again. And I kinda forgot. And I screamed and pok-pok-KEH until the cows went home or we all went home. :) Opps.
And I kinda flushed throughout the whole emceeing stint thingy. I did alot of WHOOPSY-DOOS and quite a few bad BOO-BOOS and I kinda got pissed with TY for saying I failed (which he later explained I did not, just a small segment). Like all the boo-boos and stuff were mainly from saying crap shit that nobody understood, playing Elmo's Song and getting half the school hyped up and half the school sianed and the like. Oh and for screaming my lungs, guts and heart out. Seriously. Couldn't feel the air in my lungs after every sentence. Its like when I breathe I can totally feel the air whooshing straight in one direction into my lungs. Haha. I kept speaking like crazy. And my co-emcee was a great guy although he got pretty distracted now and then.
I just loved hearing Miss Poh laugh. She has a very nice contagious type of laughter. She was really a great help and all. :) Ah. I think if I ever 'chong bai' anyone, it's Miss Poh. And although shes really harsh sometimes and scolds the class and all, we still love her anyway. SOME teachers can NEVER pull that off.
Whatever...
Anyway, something really made my day. Actually a couple of stuff. For starters I got quite good comments about my emceeing stint. Yeah. I probably suck but I think that was like the absolute best and there has never been this much cheering for a sports meet in Dunman anyway, so I think my co-emcee and I did great. :D Object if you want. I'm open to it. Cos whatever it is I felt it was the best. Of course, improve, improve, improvement.
Eirene (sec 3 girl) said it was good to be enthusiastic. I think I overdid it though. :P
Anyway, off to watch some OC and AMERICAN IDOL. Then its go through some chem stuff before the prac tomorrow. Sheesh.
And for the record, I think the teachers are so weird to get us to overly vocab our compos the way they do on the vocab tests. I read the compos week after week and I can't help but feel many times the usage is inept and steals the total feel. It sounds mechanical instead of emotional and its a spoiler! Sheesh. WHATEVER. Those who trust me or my intuition, occasional splattering lah. Don't overload. Sounds damn fake can?
**carrie**
This blog contains the memories of two people who hated each other at first, managed to get to know each other anyway, got attached for a year plus and then decided to break up.
They are very different people especially in personality and even though they love(ed) each other very much, there are some things that because of love, you have to let go.
Just happened that it would have to be this relationship.
They now remain very very good friends. (Time will tell if this sentence actually holds.)
3rd October 2004 - 20th January 2006
His Wishlist Whiteboard
Plug-in Acoustic
More Polo-tees
some amazing sound system in my room
more time
large bed
large room
win lottery
basically everything else
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