It's A Celebration

Do you W/P's set 1 English's remember in that form 1, we joined the choir for a medley of patriotic songs? (did K/L join us too? I can't recall)

There were songs like Tanggal 31 and One Golden Celebration, which went something like:

Come and spread your wings, there's so much to see,
there's a million colours right before your eyes.
(then come something something something)
It's one golden celebration!

Ah, nevermind. Can't remember the lyrics. Anyway, who can guess why we're celebrating?

It's a number of reasons, actually. The first, most obvious reason is:

Yes, we creamed Manchester United. 4-1, baby! Though I don't usually watch football, this is one game that I really took the time to sit down and watch the whole game. And I was greatly rewarded by the marvelous thrashing we gave.

Actually, the picture is quite misleading. We haven't even won the league or anything like that. Realistically speaking, Man U is still on top of the table, three points ahead, with a game in hand. But I don't mind. Liverpool did us proud.

And I might add that I've seen so many people wearing Liverpool jerseys these few days. And my father always smiled widely and spoke to all his fellows. It was such a funny sight, seeing my dad chatting merrily to the cashier wearing a Liverpool jersey under his uniform at Borders. And then another guy queuing up behind my dad also revealed that he was a Liverpool fan, and they struck up a friendship then and there.

The second reason, which is also a widely celebrated reason, is that my theory exam is over. Along with hundreds of other people who took the ABRSM exam on Monday.

Stupid allegro striptoso and pauken. I wanted to put kettle drum, but for some reason I had to go and over think the situation and put bass drum. Sigh.

What's the third reason? Dunno. I've just gotten back from a jam session with Isaac, Jayson and Li Vern. It was awesome, so that might've been the third reason. Oh! I know. Because I found some Ray Ban glasses at McDonald's! Isaac wanted to sell them, but I decided it would be better as a keepsake.

See? They might be fake, but whatever, they look real enough.


What do you get when you cross a Mat Rempit with a bug of some sort?

The name's Ban. Ray Ban. Hahahaha!

Jun Shern out.

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Friday the 13th ain't so bad after all!

The story begins in a sunny Friday morning, where three little girls are on their way to school, skipping gaily as they went. Suddenly, one of them looked up and said: "Hey, Lizzie! What did you have for lunch?" Lizzie grimaced. "You don't want to know." The other one then piped up: "Sure we do! Tell us! Tell us!" Lizzie gave each of them a grim look, and said: "See for yourself." So they all went to the bathroom.

That was weird. Totally random. But I kind of like the way I fabricated the story. And in less than two minutes, too. Anyway, I'll get back to the story which involves my opening line.

The story begins in a sunny Friday morning, when all the Children of Wesley trot along the corridors, in single-file, moving towards what is predicted to be a long, leg-cramping, 3 hour sit in the hall. Aptly put, we were going to watch a movie about sweaty people who try too hard.

But I don't actually want to talk about the movie. So we'll skip the stories in school, and move on to life after school.

We took the LRT about most of the way to Ashwin's house, switching from one train to another, until we reached the Bangsar station. We still had a pretty long way to walk before we reached Ashwin's house. Anywho, along the way, Isaac(Miranda, not Mendez. And about Mendez, Heroes Season Four is awesome) was trying to call Hitz.fm to get a clue on the Hitz.fm fugitive.

He dialed the number. The anticipation was killing us.

Anticipation is a quick non-harmony note which is used to prepare for the next note. For example, if the chord used is a dominant seventh in C major, meaning a GBDF chord, and you wanted to modulate to, hmm, maybe a tonic triad in C major, you would have to put a semiquaver of either a C, E, or G within that same bar, before the bar-line depending on which note will be your first note for the next chord. The two notes have to be the same note.

*dialing tone* Hello? Hitz.fm? This is Isaac. Ahh. Yes, you still owe that metallica album that I won. Uhuh. Yeah. I'm not actually calling you about that. I want to ask you about the Hitz.fm fugitive in Klang Valley. Uh, uhuh, yeah. In Sungei Wang? That's awesome. Thank you so much! Bye!

Guys! You heard that! We've got to go to Sungei Wang, quickly, before he goes somewhere else!

For those, like me, who do not listen to Hitz.fm, and do not know about the Hitz.fm fugitive, here's some explanation. The fugitive is Hitz' way of advertising their station. They have planted a person to walk around KL(possibly other areas too) as the Hitz.fm fugitive, and if anyone finds him, they win 15 thousand ringgit. Of course, it's not that simple. The guy won't be wearing a hat that says "I'm the Hitz.fm Fugitive!" of course, so here's the deal. To find him, we have to ask everybody in the area a specific question: Are you the Hitz.fm fugitive? If we ask the right person, we get the 15k.

We changed course immediately. We ran back to the LRT station and quickly bought tickets to go to Sungei Wang. Moving as quickly as we can, we reach Sungei Wang in about half an hour.

At first it was pretty embarrassing to ask all the people on the streets "Are you the Hitz.fm Fugitive?", and many of us didn't want to ask anyone. But Ashwin started first, and the guy wasn't, but was really nice about it, so we followed suit and asked all the other people.

For me, I asked about 20 plus people. I got two people who answered yes, but when they saw I was getting my hopes up, they quickly said they were kidding. Idiots. However, like an hour later, Jeremy was like: "Guys, come on over."

I saw him standing there talking to this guy. Tall, Malay guy with a tattoo on his left forearm. He was smiling and shaking Jeremy's hand. Jeremy looked to us and said: "Ask him the question." I was excited. Extremely so. Heart beating like a rabbit's, I asked:

"Are you the Hitz.fm fugitive?"

"Yes."

HOLY MOLEY HOLY COWLEY HO LI SHENG!

Shit, I'd never been happier in my life. We'd just found a man who was worth 15 thousand dollars! We were all laughing and smiling and talking non-stop, and the guy (who said his name was Shafiq) looked sincerely happy for us. So after a while, the guy was like:

"Don't you want your money?"

"WELL, DUH!"

So he gave us a check, and we wrote Jeremy's name on it. Fifteen thousand ringgit only, it read. ONLY! ONLY that amount was ours to claim! We were to split it among 6 people, so each of us got 2.5 thousand ringgit. Anyway, we called our parents and told them about the money.

"Mum? We just won a competition, with the prize money of 15 thousand ringgit."

That whole story was utter bullshit. Go read Ashwin's blog if you actually wanna know what happened on Friday. And there, you can read about Jeremy getting hit by a sandwich. A tuna sandwich. A tuna sandwich that nearly killed Jeremy. The true story.

Jun Shern out.

*Static*

AWESOME POSSUM

Possums play dead. Thus, they enjoy playing in graveyards. And they dig up graves of famous people such as Michael Jackson-Oh wait. He isn't dead yet. Hmm. So if he isn't dead, why is he selling of all his precious possessions in the Star newspaper?

Possessions.

Possumpossessions.

Ah. I have created a new word:

Possumsion
(verb) To kill a person in order to get his belongings. Used in a sentence:
1. Watch out! He's going to possumsion you!
2. Help! He's possumsioning me!

See? There's a mix between three words there. Possum. Possessions. Poison. Pretty awesome, isn't it?

Hey, the exams are over! Super happy. Going to Ashwin's tomorrow. After watching whatever Olympic movie Matthews has in store for us.

Hey, look at my awesome new one-liner for when you buy someone perfume:

"Perfume starts with a P and ends with you and me."

It's so awesome. Although it probably wouldn't work on anyone, it's still awesome.

I've got a new bloglist thingy. Shows updates and date of last post. Gaya betul.

And I also have a new Calameity section where I shall insert all the lame things people say.

I am going to have an awesome holiday. I am sure of it. Join me, Chan Jun Shern, on my quest to have an awesome holiday. Anyways, I've got to add them new sidebar features. Later.