Experience is the Name People Give to Their Past Mistakes

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This is our Lives on Holiday (Day 9)/ 25 Minutes Till 6

this monday, i'll be going back to springfield secondary for their 'sharing session' regarding life as a poly student. damn- shouldn't have agreed to it when she called me up asking if i was interested. well, i was but not anymore. this is probably due to the fact that i really got nothing to talk about. well, i can say some of the lecturers can't operate the windows media player well, i can talk about the fact that i have mastered the art of sleeping in the bus and woke up just a stop before, i can give tips on how to sleep in lecture theatre without the lecturers noticing it (it's not that hard, actually.) and i can warn them that they can get sick of McDonalds after a month. but i guess these weren't really the area in which mrs wong wants me to share with the kids. so, in other words, i have to start preparing for my speech/ presentation. dammit, it's the holidays. im falling in love with driving.

Currently trying to deviate myself from ultimate laziness. It's not easy to be on a straight road when holidays are in 2 weeks, Final year first presentation is in one week and my overdue profiling project is on hold from submission. Brochures of holiday getaways being passed around in class and the many bargains being discussed about is a blow off.. skru's going thailand, i don't even have enough buckaroos to go for a chalet at Pulau Ubin. Here i am, stuck in class consoling my poor self not to be taken down by the miseries of school and how boring my holidays are going to be, while some of my friends are already waiting for the 2nd of september to come... Shouts of, "_ _ _ _, here i come" (put any country's name in there) can be heard billowing through the corridors of this three floors sacred building... to show u how shitty i feel, even the china gal with the moustache is going to Bangkok staying at Asia hotel... going on the 5th... she talks so much about it, i know most the details oredi... Formal wear will be up next wednesday, still unsure of how formal is formal... Would a white shirt with white translucent sparsely spaced out flowers on it, with pint stripe pants and a black and pink tie and white shoes do? is that overdressing or under dressing. According to Mr. Paralegal Ezad, "In my school, students try to overdo each other." What is he hinting at? that i'm underdressed and that i should wear something else to add on? what should i at, suspenders? NO way mister... Anyway, the movie "The Maid" was something i'll say, "if u feel like wasting $9.50 for a movie with stupid storyline but screams galore...this is it". Anyway, all ghost involved movies have dumb storylines... Anyway, this show is too messy, u won't know if the character's in a dream or reality. That cheesy pizza from pizza hut is irresistably delicious i must say, with hawaiian toppings.. simply obssesive

This is our Lives on Holiday (Day 7)/ Back to Latte Drinking

it was nice to see everyone at the outlet again. it has been eons (2 months) since i last work and to be able to bring myself back to the real w0rld by slaving myself for minimun wage is humbling. they told me to write in my schedule for next week. i asked for a two-day working shift just because i am not going to waste my holiday for the sake of earning a few precious bux. see, experience tells me that i am not the brightest of person when it comes to saving my money. i can have a few hundred bux one day and on the next day it will be all gone and i would be too shag up to bother where it went to. so, for this two months hols, i tell myself i am going to spend more time bumming around like a blooming idiot than pulling espresso shots. see, it could be the last time ever that i would be able to enjoy all this freedom two months of holiday can bring me. when school reopens, there's the 4th sem, then a short hols before TEP and Internship in the third year and after that, im going to be a 'real man', serving the nation in NS. so, realistically speaking, yup, this is my last two months worth of 'waste your life away' for a very long time. and im gonna appreciate every minute of it. there's more to life than money. psychologically, think i have reached, as a youth, the self actualisation part of personal possession.

This is our Lives on Holiday (Day 5)

for those who are still blur about who 'Melodramatic Fool' is, he's Supernova. he changed his name for his 'highly anticipated' return. (it's all about rebranding oneself with the name change like how Mediacorp used to be called TCS or SBC. err.) when he told me he once to blog again and about his new nick, i thought about changing too. got a lot of ideas but i finally decided to just stick with 'skru'. been using that blog name for so long that i kinda forged a sentimental crap-like connection to it, though i still have no idea what it means. and since Melodramatic Fool abbreviates to 'M.F.', i thought of using a nick with an M.F. too when one abbreviates it- so i thought of Mother Fucker. den i realised it is offensive. so 'skru' it is. i just returned from a 5days chalet. the one chalet that will always be remembered for three things. 1. raphael's farewell. 2. it cost only $10.50 to book for 5 days. and the room has 4 beds. and an x-box set in which was used to great effects by the guys who hogs it with Star Wars, Fight Club and Winning 11, the best soccer console game ever, though that freaking Dinesh would beg to differ "that will never happen in FIFA" (his argument.) oh yeah., even watched Kill Bill on one of the nights on it. 3. the sambal stingray, the otahs and the satays. the nicest batch of bbq food i had in a long time. (i've always thought that bbq food sucks big time but you just have to bbq it for the fun of it and for the enjoyment it brings in wasting your money in a collective way but cheers to shaun and that bbq online thingy in which he ordered the food from.) i can't sleep tonight. everybody's saying everything's alright.

roar lah sia...

the lesson's interrupted today because of the all exciting wrestling. And discussing about wrestling is always fun when you discuss about the past fights. The biggest dissapointment my facilitator had about wrestling was Kurt Angle... He was so filled with emotions when he talked about the two time Olympic Champion becoming such an incorrigible character. Most of the guys prefered to remember wrestling by the women fights they had, when dresses are torn, lingerie shown, the biggest boobs and the sexiest hot buns. The gambling assembly is pissed with England... they have turn into football hooligans...

yes siree, i have return...

the temptations i get from reading other blogs is just that unbearable that i had to beg skru to let me in here again.. Also due to the class i'm currently in now is just too juicy not to be shared. People at work are also on the reason list, but it's funny how i went through so much but when i decide to just convey it in here, i still wished u guys had experienced it yourself. I have the multi racial assembly of gamblers in class, the "mama kuat merajuk" facilitator, the racist facilitator, the china gals...One with moustache, the other seems to like showing off her undies. The China zealot who is a singaporean who went to China only once on a school trip, let me tell u how severe his problem is... he became a maniac of China after he return, he makes sure anything on him is made in china (not too hard to find anyway). His watch, shirt, his laptop (yes, he bought a new laptop), that's just some of the examples....He can just breakout into one of those rejuvenating deep breathe and say "i love china...China is the best.." then he acts as if he trying to take it all in... I shall write more about the different cliques on another day when they are involve with something on that day. As for today, i'm just happy to be home, doing nothing...