the closure to my common tests could end off any better than to have all 3 of my essay qns on my sheet of question paper have me cook up some story out of the scope of biology to answer. first of all, ive never seen the 1st 2 qns ever on my life, considering i read through my notes 3+ times to make sure i was well prepared for the test, and 2nd, i didnt know grids on graph papers could be as minute as 1 micro centremetre, hence making drawing a simple linear graph such an uphill task. like a salmon, swimming upstream, to enjoy the fruits of his labour(fertilization.sex), only to die in the end because of exhaustion, i walked out of the exam hall feeling the worse ive ever been after a test, only to head to the gym with gerard to kill myself as ive only had less than 5hours of sleep everynight for the past 4 nights so that i could get my papers all done and settled. gyming the previous day, didnt prove to be of much help as well, though it was only so short. so anyway, after gym, where i hoped that i would have passed out and gave everyone a shock, instead i headed back home to nua my ass off before i get the call from nick to go to qi rong's place to begin the skateboard fest, or to many, SKATE BOARD PARTAE. so i thought, shit this is going to be a long night. YES it almost was, but with alot of good times.
so nick called me up at 4, ever ready to pick me up. and as such as he arrived.. i was in total amazement. note, i was still in a grouchy mood. so anyway, normally nick would be driving his kick ass skatemobile, the van, or if there was any exception, his family's car. but boy was i in for a treat. as he did his normal routine of parking out side my place and horn-ing the fuck out of my neighbours, i finally realized it was him. i took my stuff out, and head for the door. no, there wasnt a van, no there was a toyota family car. fark, was i in for a blast, a black merc parked outside my car, ready to pick me up for a night that should have lasted forever if not for this colossal headache that bugged me during hte night. a black merc? shit, it was going to be a fun night. so anyway. it was marcot's parent's car, and well, they loaned it to nick whilst this party was to last till sunday. so off we went to pick up the rest of the lads.
we went off to qi rong's place, and the journey to cashew heights couldnt be much more humourous, as we threw insults everywhere in that confined box with 4 wheels. we might have even started a war in there. and hence, the games began. SOCCER FINALLY!
i'm officially called the hooker, now that ive managed to learn the art of controlling the ball in mid air by hooking it down and ramping at homofillion miles per hour. haha that was some cool shit i tell u. so anyway, that done, as i went out of the cashew to get some drinks for the guys, bastards ate up 3/4 of my apple struddle which i invested in, hoping it would be for dessert later. well bad idea to leave the 2 foot mouth watering bitch in the car.
so now then to marcot's place. where the kickass times could last anymore better. ps2, alcohol, and loads of jokes from everywhere. insults with cranky pick up lines and stupid actions. the epitome of stupidity. which lasted till the next morning where i wake up to see the wonderful sunshine and mist that holds beyond the windows of a multimillion dollar house. now this is the life. i headed home at 730 in the morning, only to fall asleep one more time to wake up at 4 pm to sulk in my emptiness while i waited for my cabriolet to come pick me up again, where we left for next door, holland v, for good ole crystal jade la mian. and off we went to chill out at town, walking ard aimlessly, yet laughing every step of the way.
well i mean, it didnt stop there, but it's just that i'm so lazy to post everything, hence ill save it for another day. sorry kids
the day began with a rain so heavy, that it made me fuck my sense of direction and bring me to the other end of ngee ann hence i had to walk a gazillion miles to sit for my paper.
letting the good times roll (jonny2horny, hiphip hafiz, ryan, sah neh vickey)
marcot's dvd collection.
as if the house can get any bigger, top: the GUEST ROOM. or the GUEST HOUSE bottom: the main rooms. it's GINORMOUS.
the arrow points to jean yip's (Beauty and slimming saloon) house. yes his neighbour is a multimillionaire. 
chilling out with some good ole skate videos.the day couldnt get any better with great friends with the same problems. brothers from different mothers. HOLA!
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